Broken by the Alpha: The Moon Singer's Rise

acob, I was nothing more than a tool t

s his true love, treating me

territory, Jacob had to m

believing her lie that she

and stomped on my hand-crushing the bones and destroyin

that night, br

weeks to disco

een taking birth control for years and

mate for a liar, Jacob destroyed Ka

ealed and rising as the

with a silver blade, begging for a chance

lpha title, his for

been my entire world and felt n

," I said, turning to th

t don'

pte

xia

attered not by sound, but by a

or me,

temples like a physical blow. It was the *Mind-Link*-the telepathic connection that binds ever

arters, the damp chill of the basement seeping into my bones.

ty, cramped room. "Not tonig

dn't

seemed to grow heavier, pressing down

e. N

e Alpha's

e Pack leader gives a direct order, a lower-ranking wolf's muscles move before their mind can object. I

from the sheer violation of my will. My inner wolf, a ragged and sta

ocked me-the velvet carpets silencing my footsteps, the scent of polished mahogany and expensive beeswax clo

He looked like a storm contained in skin-tall, broad-shouldered, with ey

he growled, not bot

and piano in the corner. It was a beautiful beast of an instrum

as raw, callous over callous, split from hours of scrubbing floors and hours of

e Command whispe

an to

on Goddess that the Pack refused to acknowledge as power. They called it a parlor trick. I knew it as t

c and soft, Jacob's pacing slowed. His shoulders

g his head back as the ten

dripping with a sickening, false sweetness. *You do this so well,

a

five years ago, I smelled it-the scent of rain-soaked pine and ozone

me Luna. To him, I was a battery, a tool to

o my mind, a sliver of warmth touchi

ndsome-cold, hard, and unyielding. Above the fireplace hung a portrait of him, re

Link*, when open for comfort, is a

n't for me. The warmth pooling in his chest

red. *Is her ankle still hur

ssandra. The Beta female. The one he paraded

soul detached. He didn't love me. He didn't even see me. H

go needing to be stroked even as he fantasize

ano. Pale, tired, with dark circles under my eyes. But deep i

d aloud. My voice

connection on my end,

ely directed his mental attention elsewhere. *Kassan

the message from me. Or perh

nal chord hung in the air, u

me with a wave of his hand,

alked out of the room, past the se

whispered. "The Omega is beg

he Alpha's shame. Does she really thi

n, trudging back t

ess. Inside the cover, flattened and worn, was a letter. The

Academy

er of 'Moonlight's embra

rship. A full r

tayed because I thought I was loved. I stayed because of t

r woman "my love" while I bled over

all. I didn't see an Omega anymore. I s

lea