He Wanted Me As His Second Mate But I’m The Alpha King’s Luna Chapter 09
The Wild Rose
Days later, Damon Ashford is stripped of the Ashford heir title and cast down to a rogue.
Vera presses her paw print to the rejection letter he shoves in front of her. Then, at their farewell whiskey, she slips a killing dose into his cup.
Damon claws his way back from the edge of death — but his hind legs are gone. He’ll never shift again. He’ll never walk again.
Vera runs across the border that same night. Back into a rogue pleasure den, right where she started. Same trade. New territory.
And only lying paralyzed on that cot does Damon finally see it.
The drug that “trapped” him two years ago — Vera slipped that, too.
She was never a clean-honor she-wolf saving a noble Alpha. She was a rogue with a plan, and he was the mark.
He goes gray at the temples in a single night.
He surrenders what’s left of him to the Moon Temple and takes the vows of a Moon monk.
Every year after that, a blessed protection charm arrives at my father’s pack gate. His paw print on the tag. Blessed under his own paw at the temple altar.
Every year. Without fail.
Until the day the wild rose bush in my father’s courtyard has more charms hanging from its branches than blossoms.
Until the branches can’t hold one more.
And then—nothing. No more tokens come.
[The End]