MARKED BY THE ALPHAS

The clock strikes midnight on my eighteenth birthday—the moment every werewolf dreams of. The moment the mate bond ignites, burning through your veins like wildfire, tying you irrevocably to your fated half.

My mate never comes.

Instead, everything shatters.

The council summons I, Rosie Too-Good, before dawn. The Elders' eyes glitter with something I can't name—something that tastes like ash and ancient secrets. By pack law, a rejected mate must be reassigned. But as they speak the forbidden names, the air itself seems to hold its breath.

Seth and Luca.

The twin Alphas. The most lethal, most powerful wolves to ever walk these lands. Legends carved in bone and shadow, worshipped by every living soul in the territory. Men who already bound themselves to another mate seasons ago—a bond that should be unbreakable.

Yet somehow, impossibly, I am their new bride.

The rejection hits like a physical blow. Two sets of silver eyes regard me with barely concealed fury—as though I'm a curse placed upon them, a punishment they don't deserve. The bond they're forced to accept burns with a cold, agonizing fire that's nothing like the mate connection should be.

I become invisible to them. A ghost in their world. Ignored, reviled, hunted by whispers.

My life descends into shadow.

But as the pack's cruelty intensifies, something unexpected awakens inside me. The bond may be broken. The mates may despise me. Yet through agony and defiance, I claw my way toward becoming something far greater than a broken Luna.

The real question isn't whether they'll finally see me.

It's how many of them will.