Everyone thought I was just an orphaned Omega—quiet, forgettable, barely worthy of the title Luna.
To Caelum, I was nothing more than a political bond. A placeholder while he chased his precious Aurora. He never touched me. Never asked about my past. Never cared.
Until I asked for a divorce.
He thought I was bluffing—until I signed the Lunar Severance contract without hesitation. And when his mother offered me one hundred million credits to disappear, I looked her dead in the eye and said: “Make it two.”
What they didn’t know was this: I graduated top of my class from Halston Combat Academy—the most elite institution in the werewolf realm. My name is etched into its walls. My bloodline is carved into the war history of our people.
The day I left Caelum, the Pack Elders rose from their seats to salute me. And that was only the beginning.
Now, the most feared Lycan alive—Alpha Silas Whitmore—has his eyes set on me. His voice is a growl against my throat:
“You were never his. You’re mine. If Caelum tries to take you back, I’ll burn his world to the ground.”
But I don’t need rescuing. I am the storm.
And this time, the world will remember exactly who Freya Thorne is.
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 70 Third Person’s POV On the other side of the city, Aurora was being called before the higher council of flights to answer for what had happened, while Caelum left the terminal alone. His mind was still a fog, weighed down by the last words Freya had spoken before she […]
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 69 Freya’s POV I boarded the plane with my parents‘ ashes cradled tightly in my arms. Because of the urn, I’d made sure to book business class this time–more space, fewer eyes. But when I stepped into the cabin, my steps faltered. Aside from the attendants, there was only one
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 68 Third Person’s POV Aurora’s voice trembled as she tried to defend herself, “I didn’t know it was the ashes of martyrs!” Lana shoved past the guards blocking her way, her voice sharp with fury. “I shouted it out loud–that it was the ashes of martyrs! And what did you
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 67 Freya’s POV The moment I turned my head, a flash of deep green uniforms hit my eyes. My heart clenched. Aldred had come. I froze, staring at the familiar figure standing not far away. Behind him followed the old pack medic, the one who had once served beside my
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 66 Riley’s POV “The co–pilot has ordered inspection,” one of the guards barked. “We only assist. If you refuse, we’ll be forced to seize it by strength.” The air thickened, bristling like hackles raised before a fight. Then a voice I hadn’t expected cut through the tension. “Freya… perhaps you
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 64 Caelum’s mind betrayed him with images he had not called for. Not of Aurora, the Bluemoon Beta’s daughter, whose delicate smile now sat across from him. But of another–Freya–seated in the cockpit of a roaring aircraft, steel eyes fixed on the horizon as the machine clawed toward the clouds.
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 63 Eleanor’s voice was hoarse with fury, though every word made the bruises on her cheeks throb with pain. “All of this–every wound, every shame–it’s that wretched Freya Thorne’s fault. I said from the start, Caelum, you should never have married a woman like her!” Her words dripped with venom,
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 62 Third Person’s POV Freya’s voice was steady, though her eyes carried the weight of grief. “Tomorrow I’ll be traveling to Ashbourne to lay my parents to rest. After that, I’ll need time to handle their estate matters. I fear I won’t have the time to serve as your bodyguard.”
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 61 Freya’s POV “It was what my parents left me,” I whispered, my voice barely steady. My eyes lingered on the money that had once meant survival, but to me it carried only grief and the scent of loss. He didn’t notice. Caelum’s joy, his ambitions, had blinded him then.
A Warrior Luna’s Awakening Chapter 60 Freya’s POV “Caelum isn’t worthy of you, Freya! He wouldn’t even come to bring your parents‘ ashes back with you–how could he ever be your husband?” Aldred’s voice thundered, fury vibrating through the room. Eleanor scoffed, venom dripping from every word. “Bah! Ashes, such unlucky things–do you expect my
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