You Had Me Once, Never Again

Alpha Draven was gone.

At his funeral, sorrow hung in the air like fog—but not for long. A lawyer stepped into the grieving crowd and read aloud the Alpha’s final will. Every asset—lands, riches, power—was not left to me, his Luna, nor to the Silver Hollow Pack.

It all belonged to an omega.

"All of it is under her name," the lawyer declared.

Her name? Isabelle.

I had always known. From the day Alpha Draven “rescued” her, insisting he saw her as a sister, I sensed the lie. It had never been platonic. And now, with the pack’s legacy signed away, the truth couldn’t be clearer.

What remained of the Silver Hollow Pack was devastation. The once-glorious warriors were left penniless, hungry, furious. Their pain turned to blame. Their loyalty turned to vengeance.

“If we starve,” they cried, “then she burns with us!”

And burn they did.

They set everything ablaze—our lands, our halls, and me, their Luna. I stood surrounded by flames, betrayed by those I once called family. Fire kissed my skin. Smoke strangled my breath.

Then—nothing.

I woke up in my bed. Whole. Alive. A week before my mating ceremony with Alpha Draven.

This time, I would choose differently.

This time, I would never love him.