Dead Luna's Revenge

Synopsis

Even in death, I can feel the vibrations of celebration echoing through the grand ballroom of the Silvermoon Pack house. The crystal chandeliers that I once carefully selected cast their ethereal glow over the gathering below – a mate ceremony that should have been sacred but instead has become my ultimate humiliation. Christopher stands tall and proud, his hand possessively gripping Amanda's waist. His Alpha aura radiates across the room, commanding respect from the visiting pack leaders and the stern-faced Lycan Council envoy. How easily they all forget that I once stood where Amanda stands now, my own mate mark fresh on my neck, my heart full of promises that would eventually poison me. "Today, we celebrate not just a union," Christopher's voice booms across the ballroom, "but a new beginning for the Silvermoon Pack." I watch through invisible eyes as Amanda beams, her fingers tracing that spot on her neck where Christopher's mark will soon be. The