Not His Luna,But the Lycan's Queen

From the back cover

Tonight was the Mating Run, the sacred night my fated mate, Alpha Lucas, was supposed to finally accept my ribbons and claim me.

Instead, he dodged my advance, letting me crash into the dirt and shatter my crippled leg in front of the entire pack.

Then, he walked right past me and knelt before Jessica, a fake city wolf, offering her the Luna scarf.

He stripped me of every ounce of dignity.

He even took the protective rogue fang-the charm I had sacrificed my own finger to win for him-and fastened it around Jessica's neck.

But the true betrayal came when a rabid rogue wolf attacked us in the mountain fog.

Lucas didn't shift to protect me.

He ripped my only silver dagger from my hand, shoved me to the ground, and dragged Jessica away.

He left me bleeding in the snow to be eaten alive.

As the beast's heavy claws tore through my flesh, the eight years I spent loving him shattered into cold dust.

I didn't understand how the Moon Goddess could pair me with a man who would so ruthlessly trade my life for a cheap grifter.

But I didn't die in that snow.

At his grand Luna Ceremony, I arrived not to grovel, but standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the billionaire Lycan King.

Looking down at the Alpha who abandoned me, I calmly spoke the forbidden words.

"I, Sierra, reject you, Lucas, as my mate."