Wolves of the Ashen Moon

<p>She escaped a bondmark that was never a choice.<br>Now she runs with no name no pack and blood on her trail.</p><p>Larka was born an omega in a world that treats her kind as property. Marked against her will by a high-ranking Black Moon enforcer she fled into the Deep Woods-scarred hunted and half-feral from the inside out. She doesn't want saving. She just wants to survive.</p><p>But something watches from the trees.</p><p>Cael Rennick walked away from the command collars of his former pack choosing exile over obedience. Now a rogue alpha with his own secrets and shadows he sees Larka not as prey-but as a mirror of everything the old laws tried to burn out of him. When she stumbles into his territory bleeding and unbowed something ancient shifts in both of them.</p><p>They don't mean to bond.<br>They definitely don't mean to fall.</p><p>But the past doesn't forget. And neither do the packs who believe she still belongs to them.</p><p>With blood trails behind them and war drums echoing in the dark they'll have to carve out a future where feral doesn't mean broken-and where survival might just be worth something more than silence.</p><p>A story of wild love hunted bodies and the bonds that hurt before they heal.<br><strong>Welcome to Ashen Moon. No one bleeds alone here.</strong></p>