📱 eBook en inglés THE HEARTLESS ALPHAS BELOVED LUNA

On the night everything fell apart, Selene Voss watched her boyfriend choose her half-sister.
Right in front of her.
Right in front of the whole pack.
She did not cry. She did not beg. She ran.
She ran past the pack borders. Past the treaty line. Deep into a forest that was supposed to be dangerous — and right into the arms of a stranger she could not see clearly in the dark.
His scent alone stopped her cold.
Cedar. Rain. Something old and wild that made her wolf go completely, dangerously still.
She told herself it was just one night.
She was wrong.
The next morning, Selene found a mark on her neck.
Not a love bite. Not an accident.
A claiming mark. Silver at the edges. Already permanent. Already his.
Her father gave her thirty days to find a mate who would accept her — or lose everything.
Every eligible wolf turned her away.
Nobody wanted a marked woman with no mate to show for it.
Nobody except Alpha Gideon Ashvane — the most powerful Alpha in the north — who showed up at her fathers packhouse without warning, without a letter, and without any intention of leaving without her.
Selene expected a cold transaction.
What she got was a room with a lock on the door.
A six-month trial she could walk away from.
And a man who told her — without flinching — I am not here because pack law requires it.
What she did not expect was Gideon himself.
The way he stood at the kitchen window every morning, alone, before the pack woke up. The way he said her name in the dark like it mattered. The way he had been carrying something heavy for three years and had never put it down — not until her.
She did not expect to care about any of that.
But she did.
God help her, she did.
Then she found out the truth.
The stranger in the forest — the one she had run to on the worst night of her life — was not a rogue.
He was never a rogue.
He was Gideon.
He had known who she was from the very beginning.