You are the Luna who died—betrayed by your Alpha, left broken beneath the moon you once blessed. But the goddess has answered your silent scream. You rise again, reborn in shadow and sacred fire. This time, you won’t kneel. This time, you hunt.

The call of the wild runs deep in my veins, but when fate binds me to a mate I cannot accept, your decisions shape whether loyalty tears us apart or love forges something stronger. In a world where pack law is absolute and desire is destiny, rejecting your mate is a death sentence—both socially and spiritually. You are Kael, an alpha-born outcast, torn between instinct and defiance, hunted by your kind for refusing the bond that should have saved you. This is not a story of surrender. This is the rise of the wolf who said no.

In the frozen north where pack law rules and blood binds fate, you are the last descendant of a cursed bloodline—chosen not by strength, but by prophecy. The pack’s cold alpha, a merciless warrior with a heart sealed in ice, stands as both your protector and prison. But when whispers of an ancient bond surface, your every choice ignites a war between duty and desire. Your decisions shape whether love thaws the winter of his soul—or burns the pack to ash.

Your decisions shape the fate of the pack. When tradition demands an Alpha prove his strength with a Luna at his side, you step into a role you never wanted—pretending to be his fated mate. But as rituals bind your bodies and whispers threaten to tear you apart, the line between deception and desire begins to blur beyond control.

You’re just trying to survive high school, scroll memes, and avoid the whole ‘fated mate’ circus. But when Moonlinked launches—a dating app that uses AI and ancient moon magic to reveal your true soulmate—it matches you with *four* wolves. Each claims you're theirs. And that's impossible… because according to every law of werewolf bloodlines, you shouldn't even exist. Now they’re at your door. Kael with cinnamon-scented texts and secrets baked in code. Riven snarling threats while his playlist whispers longing. Jax flooding your DMs with fire emojis and AR traps for hunters. Silas saying nothing, just staring like he’s known you forever. The Elders call you a glitch. The Nullborn want you dead. The app says respond in 48 hours—or be erased at the next full moon. But your skin hums with power you’ve never felt. Your blood doesn’t match any pack. And when you look in the mirror, your eyes burn silver. This isn’t about choosing a mate. It’s about deciding what you are. Will you run? Fight? Let the system delete you? Or rewrite it all—and become the voice the Moon forgot? Your choice changes everything.