My father wasn an Alpha. He ran the East Coast pack like a mafia empire. My mother was his true Luna, born from the powerful Marcelli bloodline. Then he brought home Vivienne, a fake, crying Omega, and gave her everything—Mom’s crown, her seat, her power. He let his wolves humiliate her, then punished her for fighting back. But they forgot one thing: Marcelli blood doesn’t beg. It collects debts. They broke my mother. Now I’m going to break their whole empire.
