From Broken to Queen: The Rejected Luna's Rise

I shattered my knee jumping in front of a silver bullet meant for him.

The poison seeped into my marrow, putting my wolf into a coma and leaving me crippled.

I thought my sacrifice would secure his love forever.

Instead, five years later, Brennan stood in a warehouse while a Rogue held a silver-laced dagger to my throat.

Beside me sat Debbi, his mistress—a spy who had staged the whole kidnapping.

"You can only save one," the kidnapper sneered.

Brennan didn't even hesitate.

He looked me in the eye, his gaze cold and devoid of the bond we once shared.

"I choose Debbi," he said.

He walked out with her in his arms, leaving his Fated Mate to bleed out on the concrete floor.

As the blade dug into my skin, I felt the mate bond snap.

He thought I died in the explosion that followed.

He spent weeks howling in grief when he finally realized Debbi was a traitor and he had killed the only woman who truly loved him.

But he was wrong.

I didn't die.

A federal agent pulled me from the fire, and the trauma didn't kill my wolf—it woke her up.

A year later, Brennan walked into a small bistro in Italy, looking for redemption.

He fell to his knees when he saw me standing there, healed and glowing with the aura of a White Wolf.

"Alyssa," he wept, reaching for me. "I'm so sorry. I'll do anything."

I looked him dead in the eye, my gaze icy blue.

"Get out," I said. "We don't serve traitors here."

Chapter 1

Alyssa POV:

My knee throbbed, a grinding ache radiating up my thigh—a souvenir from a silver bullet five years ago.

I adjusted the flower arrangements in the grand hall of the Sterling Pack house. Tonight was the pack's anniversary celebration. As the Alpha's daughter—well, the former Alpha's daughter—it was my duty to ensure everything was perfect. Even if I was now just the crippled, non-shifting wife of the current Alpha.

I limped toward the study, intending to ask Brennan about the wine selection. The heavy oak door was slightly ajar. I raised my hand to knock, but a voice stopped me.

It wasn't a spoken voice. It was the Mind-Link.

Wolves within the same pack share a telepathic frequency. Usually, it's background noise, but strong emotions or direct projections cut through the static like a radio broadcast.

She is an embarrassment, Brennan, my sister-in-law Brianne's voice echoed in my head, sharp and cold. Look at her. Dragging that leg around like a wounded deer. The Sterling Pack needs a strong Luna. A Luna who can Shift.

My hand froze in mid-air.

I know, Brennan's mental voice replied. It was deep, the voice that used to make my heart flutter. Now, it just sounded tired. But her father's loyalists are still watching. I can't just throw her out.

We have a plan for that, Brianne sneered. The eviction notice is ready. And Debbi... she is ready