For ten years, Gwen Harlow suppressed her forbidden Witch-Wolf magic to be the perfect Luna for Lucien Blackfang. Her reward? A silver dagger to the heart, twisted by the very man she lived for—all to make room for her treacherous sister, Sienna.

But death was not the end.

Granted a second chance by the Moon Goddess, Gwen wakes up ten years in the past, on the day of her joining ceremony. This time, she won't kneel to the man who killed her. Instead, she walks past a stunned Lucien and chooses Kaelen, the ‘Cursed Alpha’ feared by the entire world.

Lucien thought he was discarding a burden, never realizing that Gwen’s secret magic was the only thing keeping him alive. Now, as Lucien begins to rot without his silent protector, Gwen rises as a sovereign of shadows, ready to burn his empire to the ground.

"Once, I died for you. Now, I live for your ruin."

"Guide me to the console," Lucien demanded. His voice cut through the rising panic of the smoke-choked bedchamber like a steel blade through rotten parchment. He took a direct, aggressive step forward, his long frame defying the uncalibrated weight of his limbs. His left hand—ink-stained, steady, and devoid of the purple amethyst sparks that usually marked his dominance—extended straight toward Gwen, his fingers open in an absolute demand for direction. "The ship's secondary matrix possesses a manual overflow valve. If I can reach the central copper plates, I can mechanically bypass the automated ledger. I can dump the entire reserve of ethereal fuel straight down the eastern service shaft. It will ignite upon friction, burning the stone army into baseline slag before they can breach the upper threshold."


Chapter 147 - THE CALCULATED HAZARD