The Poker Chip Luna
Betrayed by her pack. Sold by her husband. Poisoned since birth.
"Julian, your scent reeks of fear, and your credit just bled out on the floor. Fold."
I was the "Dud" of the Silver-Moon Pack—a wolf who couldn’t shift and a Luna who couldn't lead. My husband, Julian, hated the very sight of me. He blamed my "weakness" for his failing pack and his bad luck. But I never imagined he would do the unthinkable.
"I need a stake," Julian muttered, his eyes bloodshot. "One more hand. Five million. If you win... you take her."
With those words, my life was tossed onto the table like a cheap plastic chip. Silas Thorne, the lethal High Alpha of the Shadow-Crest, didn’t even blink. He flipped his cards—a Royal Flush—and just like that, I was no longer a wife. I was a debt.
"You aren't a Luna, Seraphina. You’re an asset," Silas said, his voice cold as ice. "And I always collect my debts."
I expected Silas to be my executioner. I expected him to break what was left of my spirit. But as he drags me into his dark kingdom, the truth begins to surface: My wolf isn't weak. She’s been poisoned.
For twenty years, my pack fed me "medicine" that was actually a sedative to keep me from shifting. They didn't save me as a stray pup; they stole me from a bloodline they were terrified of. Now, the poison is fading, my true wolf is waking up, and the man who "bought" me is watching me with a hunger that feels like a mate-bond I was never supposed to have.
Julian sold me to save his skin. Now, I’m going back to show him exactly what he lost.
Book One