Fate's Spare Luna

A young woman with short dark curls sits at a workbench in a cold shed at dawn, a hissing radio beside her.

The message from Coldwater Station came in before dawn, and I read it four times.

Ondra needed a radio hand. She had a bunk, wages, and a storm road that didn't care if I had a wolf.

I sent one word back. Yes.

Fate's Spare Luna

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“You have no wolf. You are not my Luna.” Evander Lowe said it in front of the whole pack. He was my mate. He had called our bond a mistake in private. At the pack meeting, he named another woman Luna and let everyone hear why I was not enough. Then he and his father offered me a breeder's place in his bed, hidden under his real Luna. They thought I would be grateful. I refused. I left with my radio tools and the pride I had left. At Coldwater Station, my wolf-less hands keep the weather radios alive, and no one calls me lesser. Corin Tarn is a rival Alpha's son with grief in his eyes and a family trying to sell him like a treaty. He sees me without pity. He makes me want things I swore off. The old bond still pulls. The pack still wants me back where they can use me. I will not be anyone's spare. Not even for love.