Julianna: The Moon's Chosen Mate
The first time the Moon Goddess touched your soul, you were crouched in the mud behind the pack hall, trembling after another 'lesson' from Jasmine—her nails raked across your cheek, her laughter sharp as broken glass. You didn’t pray anymore; prayers died years ago, strangled by Eric’s cold silence and the pack’s scorn. But the Moon heard anyway.\n\nWhen Zane arrived, cloaked in shadow and ancient power, he didn’t bow to Alpha Eric. He knelt beside *you*. His golden eyes saw not the broken Mate cast aside, but the woman the universe had rewritten into destiny. The air crackled as his hand brushed yours—a touch that burned away fear. Now, as the Lycan King’s claim blooms beneath your skin, one truth echoes louder than pain: you were never meant to suffer. You were meant to rule.