In the shadow of a blood-soaked battlefield, Maia has always known the taste of shame. Born into the ruthless hierarchy of the Bloodmoon Pack, she’s dismissed as weak unworthy of her father’s pride, scorned by her packmates, and haunted by the cold forest where she seeks solace. But everything changes the night the Nightfang Pack’s Alpha, Zane, tears her from the trees, driving his mark into her flesh before an awestruck crowd. What was meant to humiliate her becomes the spark of an ancient power she never knew she possessed and the beginning of a bond she cannot deny.

Imprisoned among her enemies, Maia watches Zane with equal measures of fear and fascination. He offers no mercy, yet orders her protected; he keeps her at arm’s length, yet his eyes betray a guilt too deep to ignore. As fevered dreams of her lost mother stir memories of a silvery lineage whispered only in dying breath, Maia stumbles upon a hidden diary that names her a child of the long-extinct Silverblood line. When rival Alpha Grayson arrives with promises of protection and veiled threats of forced allegiance Maia must choose between the lies that raised her and the dangerous truth that calls her home.

Chaos erupts when her birth pack, desperate to bury their crimes, sends assassins into the fray and Grayson schemes to claim her power by force. In the heart of battle, Maia’s latent wolf shatters her chains, its silver howl tearing the night sky as Zane falls at her side. Faced with betrayal on all fronts, she makes a choice that will shatter the old world: she rejects both Bloodmoon and Grayson, forging instead a new sanctuary with Zane’s reluctant blessing and the hidden Silverblood survivors.

As the sun rises over a new band of outcasts, Maia stands tall. She is no longer the girl they mocked. She has become the Luna she was always meant to be held up by the loyalty of those she freed and strengthened by the truth she found.

The forest at night had always appealed to Maia. Her restless mind was calmed by the gentle creaking of the trees and the chilly wind that surrounded her. She had never really felt at home in the Bloodmoon pack's compound. She had never been a pack or a rogue. Even in her own house, she had always been a stranger. But the forest was different tonight. She couldn't get rid of the tension-filled electric stillness that pervaded the atmosphere. Her senses were sharpened, perhaps always sharpened by the full moon, but alert. The forest that used to make her feel so calm now hummed with danger. Her heart was pounding as Her footsteps were soft on the ground as she ventured farther into the forest. She could hear the pack's howls in the distance, but what really bothered her was the silence. She wasn't by herself. A low, purposeful voice cut through the stillness like a blade, slicing through the silence. "Are you really unaware of who you are?" Maia tensed. That voice was familiar to her. Zane. The Alpha's son. The one who followed her, who always seemed to be watching her. She whirled around, frowning. "What are you talking about, 'what I am'?" she spat out, her voice cold in spite of the roiling fear in her stomach. Tall and commanding, Zane stepped out of the darkness, his eyes shining with something dark that she couldn't see. location. He said in a low, sly voice, "You're not just any wolf, Maia." "You're different." Her heart thumped in her chest as the words hung there like a menacing shadow. Behind them, the woods grew darker and more menacing. And everything she believed about herself was unraveling in this moment.


Chapter 1 - Prologue: The Quiet Whisper