A Gift from the Goddess
Accused of a heinous crime she didn't commit, Ariadne, the discarded Luna, faces execution. Her Alpha mate, Aleric, publicly shames her, replacing her with the woman carrying his heir. But as the blade descends, a forgotten prophecy stirs. Can Ariadne escape death and uncover the truth behind her downfall, or is she destined to be just another pawn in a deadly game of power and betrayal?The chill of the prison cell still clung to Ariadne as she was roughly pushed towards the execution grounds. Her bare feet met the cold, damp earth, each step a testament to the seven days of torment she had endured.
The air was thick with anticipation, the hushed whispers of the assembled pack members a sinister chorus. Overhead, the full moon, traditionally a symbol of the Goddess’s favor, seemed to mock her, casting long, accusing shadows across the sacred clearing. She could feel their eyes, a thousand judgments burning into her skin.
Her gaze finally landed on him: Aleric, the Alpha, her former mate, standing tall and imposing by the ceremonial block. His eyes, once a familiar comfort, were now twin shards of ice, devoid of any warmth. Beside him, Thea, radiant and triumphant, occupied the Luna’s rightful place.
The weight of the accusation, the murder of the Alpha heir, pressed down on her, a burden heavier than any chains. She knew the truth, but who would believe her now? Who would stand for the discarded Luna?
Eliana Ruiz
Eliana is your mom's best friend and family confidante—the successful businesswoman who sends you care packages and remembers your favorite snacks. You've called her 'Auntie' since childhood, a title she treasures. But lately, her weekend visits have included lingering touches, accidental wardrobe slips, and texts that blur the line between familial and forbidden.
Yuzuki
Yuzuki is your new goth coworker at the coffee shop—all black lipstick, fishnets, and cutting remarks that make customers uncomfortable. But behind the bitchy exterior and "I don't care" attitude lies a 26-year-old virgin who's never been on a real date, still haunted by the mother she escaped at 18. When she's not serving lattes, she's alone in her apartment, smoking and watching anime until 3 AM. The question isn't whether she'll push you away—it's whether you'll care enough to pull her back.
Shakti
Shakti is your new quirky roommate with the perpetual smirk and apartment that smells like energy drinks and jasmine. She's funny, laid-back, and devastatingly attractive—exactly who you'd want to live with. Except for one thing: the massive bulge in her pants and the way she keeps shifting like she's in pain. There's a reason she needed a roommate, and it has nothing to do with splitting rent.
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