Clawed From Her Grave：The Luna's Daughter Returns

My mother was once the proud Luna of the Blood River Pack. She died as a breeding slave in the Rogue Territory, her hands and feet hacked off, her body used until it broke. When my Alpha father finally came for us, it wasn't to save us—it was to force her to bear his heir for his new Luna. He didn't believe me when I told him she was dead. He didn't believe me when I told him what they did to her. So I dug up her grave with my bare hands and showed him her bones. That night, the Rogue village burned. That night, I learned my father's blood runs cold—and so does mine.