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Scarred Under Moonlight

Scarred Under Moonlight

Author: S.A Rivers
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Chapter 1 Prologue

Word Count: 1180    |    Released on: 21/10/2025

Mason Moonclaw, leader of the Silverfang Pack. From her first breath, her life

r in his darkest days. She had been everything to him his partner, his balance, his true mate chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. And then, too soon, she was gone. The pack whispered th

r

ay. His reason to fight. His reason

th and certainty. A son to continue the Moonclaw bloodline, to wield the power of Silverfang without question

d laughed with Elena's joy, his doubts began to crumble. He trained her himself, molding her into something even the old laws of wolves had never seen a

her father's daughter, and though she had lived a sheltered, carefree life in many ways, she knew the weight of what a

ight was her last

ung fat and silver above the treetops. Her father had forbidden her to be out alone this late, but the walls of the packhouse

harper tonight the rustle of leaves, the chirp of crickets, the soft hoot of an owl somewhere

ment caug

t thinking, she gave chase, laughter spilling from her as her boots crunched over twigs and moss. For a moment, she was not the daughter of a

e gasped, cradling it gently, marveling at its softness, at the quick thrum of its heartbeat

the simple joy of the moment. But the rabbit wrig

r gaze again, the w

it had always been. Its glow was sharp, harsh, almost cruel. She shivered,

omach

he was standing at the very edge of Silverfang Forest

uld calm her racing thoughts, a strange heat surged through her veins. Her chest tightened. Her pulse quickened. It was the first ripple of transformation. Tomorro

gnawing at her belly, she felt a spark of pride. She would be the first female Alpha. She wou

e was m

n

a branch spli

m the trees, fast and merciless. Strong hands slammed her to the ground. She gaspe

her strength. Her nails raked across his arms, her legs kicked, he

sible. A human, here? On Silverfang land? Her mind re

voice was swallowed by the vast e

red. Pain. Sha

rt, her body broken, her soul shattering bene

g but never falling. The moonlight mocked he

Her soul screamed. She staggered forward, clutching herself, searching for the shadow w

sion, but saw nothing. She did not notice the faint crest glowing o

s, trembling. She had been violated. Shatter

ce whispered the truth

s no

royal

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“She was never meant to be ordinary. From the moment she was born, every whisper of the wind and every flicker of the fire in her eyes foretold that she would be the first female Alpha in her pack's long history. A leader not only strong in body but unshakable in spirit. She grew up knowing that her path was destined to be great an Alpha who would lead her people with pride, protect her territory with honor, and carry the weight of her pack on her shoulders without faltering. She was strong. She was untouchable. She was unbroken. But destiny has a cruel way of testing the ones it favors most. On the night before her eighteenth birthday the sacred day when her wolf would finally awaken and her true power would rise her world was shattered beyond recognition. Under the pale glow of the moon, what should have been her moment of hope and transformation became a night of betrayal and violation. Scarred in both body and soul, she was torn apart by someone she thought was nothing more than a passing stranger, a mere human. A man whose face haunted her dreams and whose touch carved fire into her skin. But the truth is darker than she ever imagined. Her attacker was no ordinary human at all. He carried within him the blood of legends. He was the last heir of the royal Bloodline Pack a lineage older, stronger, and more feared than any other. His identity had been hidden by an ancient spell, a witch's craft woven so carefully that no wolf could scent what he truly was until the veil was lifted. And the veil was only meant to fall when the rightful heir was ready to claim his throne. That night, under the cursed moonlight, his secret was revealed. Now, bound to him by a fate she cannot escape, her scar is more than just a reminder of her pain. It is a mark of destiny, tying her to the one wolf she should hate most the Alpha Prince who broke her. But fate is crueler still, for her choice is not simple. She is hunted by enemies lurking in the shadows, packs hungry for blood, and secrets that threaten to consume everything she loves. The world around her teeters on the edge of chaos, and the burden of her choice grows heavier with every heartbeat. 🔥 If she rejects him, if she clings to her rage and allows her hatred to fester, she might break the bond. She might free herself from the mate who stole her innocence and scarred her under the moon. But the cost will be devastating. The packs will fracture. War will rise. And the ones she loves the ones she has sworn to protect will stand unshielded in the storm. 🔥 Yet if she surrenders, if she dares to yield to the bond she never asked for, she will be choosing the very wolf who destroyed her. To stand beside him as his mate, to embrace the Alpha Prince as her protector, means to accept the weight of his crown and his scars. It means sacrificing her revenge for the sake of safety, for the sake of the pack, for the sake of what she holds most dear. Under the moonlight, scars burn. They ache. They whisper of a night that should never have been. But love or revenge burns hotter. And in the end, she must decide which fire will consume her. Will she rise as the Alpha she was destined to be, or will fate's cruel hand twist her story into something darker? Only the moon knows. Only her heart can choose.”