His Hybrid Luna

Rejected, humiliated, and cast aside by the Alpha who was supposed to be her mate, Valkyrie, a mere maid, finds herself trapped in a pack that sees her as nothing more than a tool. But when the Alpha's mysterious madness threatens to consume him, only Valkyrie's hidden power can save him. Can she heal the man who broke her heart, or will the secrets of her past and the pack's dark history destroy them both?

His Hybrid Luna

Rejected, humiliated, and cast aside by the Alpha who was supposed to be her mate, Valkyrie, a mere maid, finds herself trapped in a pack that sees her as nothing more than a tool. But when the Alpha's mysterious madness threatens to consume him, only Valkyrie's hidden power can save him. Can she heal the man who broke her heart, or will the secrets of her past and the pack's dark history destroy them both?

The air in the packhouse hall crackled with an unbearable tension. Today, my eighteenth birthday, was meant to be a celebration, the day I found my mate. Instead, it became a public spectacle of my humiliation.

“I, Ragnor Howard, Alpha of the Blue Fire Pack, reject Valkyrie as my mate.”

His words, sharp and final, sliced through me. A gasp rippled through the gathered pack members, their whispers like venom. I stood there, a lowly maid, utterly exposed. My heart, which had dared to dream, shattered into a million pieces at my feet.

“I… Valkyrie of the Blue Fire Pack, accept this rejection.” The words were a death sentence, barely a whisper.

The Luna Dowager's icy command cut through my despair, sending me back to the servant’s quarters. Every step felt like a lifetime, the eyes of the pack burning into my back. When I finally reached the solitude of my room, I collapsed onto the narrow cot, the silence pressing against my ears.

The door creaked open, and a voice, sharp and venomous, cut through the quiet. “It’s your master.” Beta Tasya. Her hand lashed out, a searing slap across my cheek. “How dare you claim to be our Alpha’s mate? You’re nothing. A maid. A stray he should’ve left to rot.” Her words twisted the knife in my heart, but I said nothing. I was nothing. And that was my place.