Broken Luna

rried the mark of the cursed. And halfway across town, Kylie Bloomfield

kindling their old flame, spotted together under the full moon. Li

. Everyone in Westport believed they were soulmates-meant to rule side by side. Five years

thing she hadn't before: sometimes, even fate can be rewritten. And

and his PR team to tame the rumors had come and gone. But the stories didn't die-they thriv

by now, it wasn't an accident

clutched the healer's parchment,

intervention, you may lose control of your shifts, or worse-forget who you are. You must cal

erything, only that she needed him at t

is phone went dead. His beta fi

ne to Ea

hy

it's on the howlst

ine: "Starlet Kylie Bloomfield

r outside the lodge windows felt colder than ever. She pulled her

but stopped halfway, remembering it was

ally, she let him be when he vanished for days-but tonight? Tonight she wanted to bother him. W

he d

mother-in-law, Marilyn, called. "Lizzi

N

, love. No one else bears that title. I'l

maybe it's not someth

arilyn's tone softened. "Just rest tonight, chil

answered, putting him on speaker. His voice came

ing u

d him: "Alpha Sheffield, Miss Bloom

," he replie

oed in her ears l

for the first time beneath the same moon. Everyone had known

er with that wild gleam in his golden eyes, she hadn't wante

n had never let Kylie go. He h

A placeholder? A safe,

chest deepened,

hen, wiping them away, she stood by the window,

r phone again. C

her voice steadier now, "

ndon be w

Jus

appen?" Concern

ack." Her throat tightened. "Time

oice, warm and unwavering: "I

ood moon. And for the first time in yea

carefully folded the healer's parchment on the coffee table and tuc

h him, pale but radiant beneath the winter moon, her wounds

r into the ho

at she'd always have a sanctuary apart from the pack's politics. She'd never lived there, neve

e Bloomfield

wasn't l

st. Even when Brandon's temper flared or his absence stretched days into week

elongings by the door, his jacket dusted with snow

ue, she swallowed them back. She'd alread

ting a book from the shelf an

the motion. "Y

aring som

being next door, I mean. Her healer's recommended sh

say smirked faintly. Saf

stay. But you should let Miss Bloomfield know-real estate

ned. "You're

out it for a while. It