The Jilted Mate's Rise To Supreme Luna

From the back cover

I barely survived a brutal Rogue wolf ambush on the highway, an attack designed to ruin my purity right before my high-profile pack wedding.

But the real betrayal came when I returned home. Even after I endured a humiliating public test to prove my scent was completely untainted, my fiancé Deondre and my father still abandoned me.

My step-sister Brandee, the one who secretly paid the mercenaries to attack me, was given my place as the primary Luna.

Deondre tossed a revised contract at my feet, demanding I stay as his unranked concubine.

When I tore the papers to shreds, my own father slapped me hard across the face, stripping me of my name and banishing me from the pack entirely.

"You will end up as a nameless Rogue in the dirt!" Deondre sneered.

I stood bleeding on the front steps, my heart entirely dead to the family that had just thrown me away like garbage over a fabricated rumor.

I couldn't understand how blood and sacred vows could be discarded so easily, leaving me to face the wasteland alone.

But before I could leave the estate, a fleet of twelve armored black SUVs surrounded the gates.

Hillery Zimmerman, the Supreme Alpha of the continent and the most feared warlord alive, stepped out of the shadows.

He crushed my ex-fiancé to his knees with a single wave of his aura, wiped the blood from my lip, and asked me to be his only Luna.