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Id	Vlad	Saved	Scrape Time	Status	Scrape Result	Title	Body	Cta Type	Link Url	Page Name	Page Profile Uri	Page Like Count	Enddate	Cta Text	Caption	Display Format	Link Description	Link Url	Creation Time	Page Profile Picture Url	Page Entity Type	Page Is Profile Page	Current Page Name	Startdate	Actions
2,707,766	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707762}'	Yes	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/k_chaykin	Konstantin Chaykin	https://www.facebook.com/ChaykinWatch/	21,238	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/k_chaykin	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480567110_4084851641832877_7406921419467588264_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=V50R-xsEgvUQ7kNvgFRt1CX&_nc_oc=AdgcYWWVCGtX5-ykmnPuW-mFakJRxDo6Jl3z28JXh0oBtjVqGqruLvtQjbjiD9vTc_0FlIqzFk-46ftlKpN3gRoK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzyGfryCild2imnvlvDliah&oh=00_AYBfHNMShJBvo2eHPd0B_UjfVcWGNKMkVOys7UNHkX4krw&oe=67C71170	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Konstantin Chaykin	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,768	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707762}'	No	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/k_chaykin	Konstantin Chaykin	https://www.facebook.com/ChaykinWatch/	21,238	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/k_chaykin	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480567110_4084851641832877_7406921419467588264_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=V50R-xsEgvUQ7kNvgFRt1CX&_nc_oc=AdgcYWWVCGtX5-ykmnPuW-mFakJRxDo6Jl3z28JXh0oBtjVqGqruLvtQjbjiD9vTc_0FlIqzFk-46ftlKpN3gRoK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzyGfryCild2imnvlvDliah&oh=00_AYBfHNMShJBvo2eHPd0B_UjfVcWGNKMkVOys7UNHkX4krw&oe=67C71170	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Konstantin Chaykin	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,779	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707778}'	No	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652	𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐝 Doesn't Want You To Miss Out! Tap "Get Offer" Now! 👇	t's official – you've won a TenPoint Siege RS410 in our spring giveaway! Join the celebration and claim yours. Don't let this opportunity slip away – order now and enjoy your triumph!	GET_OFFER	https://alishasupermarket.com/	Fishing & Hunting	https://www.facebook.com/JoanFreshFarms/	404	1969-12-31 18:00	Get Offer	alishasupermarket.com	DCO		https://alishasupermarket.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480982108_1616793625622251_92749466330186721_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PEI6aBZRT48Q7kNvgHp6yI3&_nc_oc=Adh3P80bSLq68LU4bKawZGNda2nEyfQACTZg1ULjKZEVP0LDxFh2qWJ3knvJL0ZY8rUqXKHs2UvNMVAjJd3SfzPI&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzyGfryCild2imnvlvDliah&oh=00_AYChko_ZepFj9ueiijrZMMBnTkBHfNhgbHFrXRQ3HdCN0A&oe=67C73FEF	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Fishing & Hunting	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,785	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652	Crossbow Camo Trucker Hat, The Skier	The perfect fit for all your alpine escapades.	SHOP_NOW	https://shopcrossbow.com/products/crossbow-camo-tr	Crossbow Leather & Hats	https://www.facebook.com/crossbowwestern/	792	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	shopcrossbow.com	CAROUSEL	The perfect fit for all your alpine escapades.	https://shopcrossbow.com/products/crossbow-camo-trucker-hat?variant=46314234675456	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480673382_976071204057620_976031575370848623_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FZ6XyU6cQPIQ7kNvgEipLL_&_nc_oc=AdgRwS44HFR8iYVnu3diqg_mK9uvNa6F64VUQKtepZSpm3mFxiJu4cKGyO5Rtg2rArdsW6CIaGV8Abxws1X4xq2w&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AzyGfryCild2imnvlvDliah&oh=00_AYD2Dr_0bPRM6nyCrZ24CottA-84eIrj84iTGPx2Wu5HNA&oe=67C72A82	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Crossbow Leather & Hats	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,787	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707785}'	Yes	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652	Crossbow Camo Trucker Hat, The Skier	The perfect fit for all your alpine escapades.	SHOP_NOW	https://shopcrossbow.com/products/crossbow-camo-tr	Crossbow Leather & Hats	https://www.facebook.com/crossbowwestern/	792	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	shopcrossbow.com	CAROUSEL	The perfect fit for all your alpine escapades.	https://shopcrossbow.com/products/crossbow-camo-trucker-hat?variant=46314234675456	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480673382_976071204057620_976031575370848623_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FZ6XyU6cQPIQ7kNvgEipLL_&_nc_oc=AdgRwS44HFR8iYVnu3diqg_mK9uvNa6F64VUQKtepZSpm3mFxiJu4cKGyO5Rtg2rArdsW6CIaGV8Abxws1X4xq2w&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AzyGfryCild2imnvlvDliah&oh=00_AYD2Dr_0bPRM6nyCrZ24CottA-84eIrj84iTGPx2Wu5HNA&oe=67C72A82	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Crossbow Leather & Hats	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,835	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707829}'	Yes	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652			LEARN_MORE	https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/scibor/bad-gu	Scibor Monstrous Miniatures	https://www.facebook.com/100064424480382/	74,622	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	kickstarter.com	CAROUSEL		https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/scibor/bad-guys-vol-2	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480388446_2984338678401034_6288673245541058668_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iUqloWhJ6l8Q7kNvgGkejSb&_nc_oc=AdiR5ZbQe9snqM0SRTkVt9V_qesjdDTq8jpufwgatjcmIVTkQmqV82RMtj64-CbyZZZ6ohhI0g5YnDPGYkfvdUUx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AhV_vE_h8dmwwT5CveS2SxN&oh=00_AYAvcIa8ishkTLFWOCBqF-JV_aBaRVjpof8966EtYoL4DQ&oe=67C733AD	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Scibor Monstrous Miniatures	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,838	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707829}'	No	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652			LEARN_MORE	https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/scibor/bad-gu	Scibor Monstrous Miniatures	https://www.facebook.com/100064424480382/	74,622	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	kickstarter.com	CAROUSEL		https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/scibor/bad-guys-vol-2	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480388446_2984338678401034_6288673245541058668_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iUqloWhJ6l8Q7kNvgGkejSb&_nc_oc=AdiR5ZbQe9snqM0SRTkVt9V_qesjdDTq8jpufwgatjcmIVTkQmqV82RMtj64-CbyZZZ6ohhI0g5YnDPGYkfvdUUx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AhV_vE_h8dmwwT5CveS2SxN&oh=00_AYAvcIa8ishkTLFWOCBqF-JV_aBaRVjpof8966EtYoL4DQ&oe=67C733AD	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Scibor Monstrous Miniatures	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,679	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707711}'	Yes	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652		Best survival games in 2024	INSTALL_MOBILE_APP	http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.r	Dark War Survival Mobile	https://www.facebook.com/61566393095967/	472	1969-12-31 18:00	Install now	play.google.com	VIDEO		http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.readygo.dark.gp	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480784513_1979719752518778_1612458469614990283_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rDR6jQmYiQMQ7kNvgEhy67_&_nc_oc=AdjC18_mbxVVA-kMohYR5h8qdJqyGK3O70W18k9S-ph5l6AU69UaXmeYOkqcxHk6vK91OVcRzfGNjpXUPK9JG10p&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AKE7Hstpvp30ugsRNBGslf5&oh=00_AYDPqmmyHdzTLojZXlK4_OdjxRaHnIJLl0qljOaxtf2Xig&oe=67C73F3C	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Dark War Survival Mobile	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,681	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652	Editors' Choice	Survive the attack	PLAY_GAME	http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.a	Wild Survival - Idle Tower Defense	https://www.facebook.com/61560814179112/	3	1969-12-31 18:00	Play game	play.google.com	VIDEO		http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.and.wild.sur.victory	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481667547_946640880873409_6035814997079385189_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=buk0E7HQqLkQ7kNvgGeA90K&_nc_oc=AdhevcNJt5cLIp5czoNDZCBUlJYK-qJh8QKSxDPf-On20JSw-x7Upa2chr6_sVZYXC2ch7DVBNlyhjYSOKoe20xf&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APc4VT1n497uOddtuNgjXmP&oh=00_AYAnQzS9qHtEKj_8F0j7Ug4_0c_snb2e9OI17ZYtGIddtw&oe=67C738D4	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Wild Survival - Idle Tower Defense	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,756	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707753}'	Yes	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652	Promotion Ends Soon	Our biggest sale of the year on all Sportsman's Condo deer blinds! $100+ off shipping, up to 40% off the blinds, and TAX FREE! 🔥	SHOP_NOW	https://www.outdoorsforless.com/collections/sports	Outdoors For Less	https://www.facebook.com/outdoorsforless/	4,420	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	outdoorsforless.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://www.outdoorsforless.com/collections/sportsmans-condo	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480577962_641343741586294_8361701346930695947_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1oAcBEYKqycQ7kNvgEUwYBr&_nc_oc=AdhDzlGODjRmI8DCWCbqE04piSHNX0-BCfUADMYlr5YdujQHNHNI24-RnUhiNiS9KPYeL9lggZsteamNXyJ6IHxa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AzyGfryCild2imnvlvDliah&oh=00_AYAhxAZ4PxuWOQF1z6qoL3XF0HNIrJGcZHp00p3YpU6AGw&oe=67C74146	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Outdoors For Less	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,708,802	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707789}'	Yes	2025-02-28 00:44	active	2652			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/crossbow_official	Crossbow	https://www.facebook.com/CrossbowNYC/	1,418	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/crossbow_official	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463086626_1050644839853844_737404424375642860_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3RblgV0kcwwQ7kNvgHpwHlH&_nc_oc=AdhFnqC4Bs176PhmOOwLe7QN4LG0-zBO-9qsMPvLzp9JeExhi2Zq1tl0t8_BR5Hgw1uK-SkHZdqDURoPlYeX8THg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ADE5NTE3WL6kdA79zKwiDAm&oh=00_AYB04t2mNXa83NTikwNNRPxDyM1f_ch0AvwRzM1RXSESJw&oe=67C71FB4	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Crossbow	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,642	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652	BUCKMASTERS		SHOP_NOW	https://www.buckmasters-store.com/a/bundles/choice	Buckmasters	https://www.facebook.com/buckmasters/	331,428	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	buckmasters-store.com	CAROUSEL		https://www.buckmasters-store.com/a/bundles/choice-of-knife-and-a-one-year-subscription-ciio	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481243032_604471925822447_2300576086592334017_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=11HTCsPHHEUQ7kNvgE5Wqo3&_nc_oc=Adj4uHSFcoRwFZXVB-j6pgNQ_rU-8GJIzIMlSX86wlJM3b2V3lOHTCTqqtFI4BkQjeZR27bqeaRVdiwuLSZzV0su&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AKE7Hstpvp30ugsRNBGslf5&oh=00_AYA7lMmLVsDIkXu_GU_neVK9uZ7vuwYTuWUkBggkeiWNzA&oe=67C7303A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Buckmasters	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,694	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707683}'	No	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652	🔥🔥Click to Read	She Swapped Her Dying Son for Mine. The night of the Scarlet Moon Pack’s celebration was supposed to be a victory. But everything fell apart in an instant. Wolves with red eyes tore through our home, and my son, Elias, was ripped away from me. Kael, my mate, the Alpha I trusted, betrayed me. Left me to die after a brutal attack. But the worst part? Aria. My best friend. She swapped her dying son with mine. I woke in rogue territory, clutching a child I knew wasn’t mine, and the truth slammed into me like a freight train: Kael and Aria had set me up. I wasn’t just abandoned—I was left to rot with someone else’s child. I thought I’d die that night. But now, it’s clear—no matter the cost, I will find Elias. And I’ll make them regret ever underestimating me. The question is: can I survive long enough to make it happen? -- The night was supposed to be perfect. The Scarlet Moon Pack’s full moon celebration always was—a night of music, laughter, and family. Wolves shifted back and forth, some running wild under the moon, others mingling in human form with wine in hand. I stood at the edge of the crowd, holding Elias close. My son was only a few months old, wrapped snugly in a blanket against my chest. His soft coos blended with the hum of conversation and distant laughter. I kissed his tiny head, breathing in his baby scent. “Selene.” I turned at the sound of Kael’s voice. My mate, the Alpha of the Scarlet Moon Pack, approached with that commanding presence only he could pull off. His dark hair was windswept, his sharp features softened only by the way his piercing blue eyes lingered on Elias. “You’re hiding,” he teased, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. I shrugged. “Elias doesn’t like all the noise.” Kael reached out, brushing a hand over Elias’s head. For a split second, something flashed across his face—regret, maybe—but it was gone just as quickly. “Stay here,” he said. “I need to check in with Aria about the patrols.” Aria. My best friend since childhood and our Beta. Her son, Theo, was the same age as Elias, but fate had dealt him a cruel hand. He was sick, and no one—not even the pack healers—could figure out why. I nodded as Kael disappeared into the crowd, leaving me with an uneasy feeling I couldn’t shake. The celebration carried on, but something was off. The air felt heavier, and the laughter seemed muted, like the forest itself was holding its breath. Then, a low growl cut through the night, sharp and feral. It came from the edge of the clearing. Screams followed—raw and gut-wrenching—and the metallic tang of blood filled the air. Wolves with glowing red eyes exploded from the tree line, ripping through the crowd with savage force. “No,” I whispered, clutching Elias tighter as his cries broke through the chaos. My feet refused to move, frozen as panic wrapped around my throat. “Selene!” I turned to see Aria sprinting toward me, her face streaked with dirt and terror. She held Theo close, his tiny body limp in her arms. “What’s happening?” I exclaimed. “Where’s Kael?” Aria’s golden eyes darted around, wild with fear. “There’s no time! You have to run. Now.” “I can’t just—” “They’re after you, Selene!” she shouted. Before I could process her words, a commanding howl sliced through the night. My head snapped toward the sound. Kael stood atop a broken tree stump, blood dripping from the blade in his hand. His silhouette was framed by the eerie glow of flames reaching at the forest. “Kael!” I screamed. Relief flooded me—until I noticed his eyes. They scanned the clearing, cold and calculating, and landed not on me, but on Aria. Her body stiffened. She clutched Theo tighter, her face pale. Then, Kael gave her a single nod. “No…” I whispered, the pieces clicking together in my mind. Without warning, Aria shoved Theo into my arms and ripped Elias from my grasp. “Aria!” I screamed, chasing after her, but a heavy weight slammed into me, sending me sprawling to the ground. A snarling wolf pinned me, its red eyes burning with fury. Theo wailed in my arms as I struggled, adrenaline pumping through my veins. Before the wolf could strike, an arrow pierced its side, and it collapsed with a gurgling whimper. Kael loomed over me, crossbow in hand. Relief bubbled up, but it vanished the second I saw his expression. “Kael,” I croaked. “Help me.” He didn’t move. His eyes, once filled with warmth, were now void of anything human. “Kael!” I screamed, desperation clawing at me. But he turned and walked away. My chest ached, but I forced myself to my feet, clutching Theo. Smoke burned my lungs as I stumbled through the chaos, searching for Elias. A sharp, searing pain ripped through my side, and I collapsed to the ground. My vision blurred, but I could see the faint outline of someone stepping toward me. “Selene.” Aria’s voice was soft, almost tender, but it cut deeper than any blade. I looked up at her, tears streaming down my face. “Where’s Elias?” Her golden eyes glinted with something dark. Guilt? Maybe. But there was no mistaking the cold determination beneath it. “Elias will live,” she said, kneeling beside me. “Theo deserves a chance too. You wouldn’t understand, Selene, but this… this is the only way.” “No… no, please…” She didn’t say anything else. She stood and disappeared into the smoke with Elias, leaving me with her dying son and a shattered heart as darkness pulled me under. Chapter 2 I woke up to the sharp sting of cold air biting at my skin. The forest around me was eerily quiet, the smell of smoke and blood still clinging to my senses. My body ached in ways I couldn’t describe—my ribs felt shattered, my head throbbed, and my side burned where the wound refused to stop bleeding. But none of it compared to the emptiness in my arms. I looked down and froze. It wasn’t Elias. Theo. Aria’s son, not mine. His tiny face was pale, his body fragile as he squirmed weakly in my hold, letting out soft, pitiful cries. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head as tears blurred my vision. “No, no, no!” Elias was gone. My sweet baby boy, ripped from me by the people I trusted most. Kael, my mate. Aria, my best friend. I hugged Theo tightly, my chest heaving as sobs wracked my broken body. My tears soaked his blanket, but his cries only grew louder, more desperate. He was hungry. I couldn’t stop myself. I shifted my grip, letting him latch onto my upper body. The action was instinctual, automatic, and as his tiny lips worked to feed, my heart shattered all over again. I was feeding him, comforting him, while my own son—my Elias—was out there somewhere, stolen from me. The pain became unbearable, my sobs turning into choked bursts as I glanced down at Theo. His face was still pale, his little hands barely moving. He was sick, fragile, clinging to life just like I was. My hand trembled as I brushed his hair back. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “You didn’t ask for this. None of this is your fault.” I forced myself to focus. Theo needed me. I couldn’t break down, not yet. But my body had other plans. Every inch of me screamed in agony as I shifted, trying to stand. The wound on my side sent a sharp, searing pain through my torso, and I crumpled back to the forest floor. I couldn’t walk. I bit down on a cry, clutching Theo close to my chest. You have to move. I dropped to my knees, dragging myself forward with one arm while holding Theo with the other. The forest seemed endless, the trees towering above me like silent witnesses to my misery. Each inch forward felt like a mile. My vision blurred, black spots creeping in as blood dripped steadily from my side. My breaths grew ragged, each one more painful than the last. I tried to focus, tried to keep going, but my strength was fading. The world tilted, and I collapsed, unable to go any further. My fingers tightened around Theo, who whimpered weakly in my arms. I was going to die here. And Theo—he wouldn’t survive without me. The thought sent fresh tears streaming down my face. My lips parted, but no sound came out as I tried to scream, to cry for help. And then I heard it. A voice. Low, gruff, and unfamiliar. “She’s still alive. Barely.” I tried to open my eyes, but darkness swallowed me whole. --- When I woke up, everything was wrong. The air smelled of damp earth and faint ash, and the hum of voices filled the space around me. My body felt lighter, like someone had taken the weight of the world off my chest, but the dull ache in my side reminded me I was far from healed. I opened my eyes slowly, squinting against the dim light. I wasn’t in the forest anymore. The walls were rough stone, the flicker of a fire casting dancing shadows across them. I was lying on a makeshift cot, soft blankets wrapped around me. Theo. I shot up, panic flooding my veins, but the pain in my side forced me back down with a hiss. “Relax,” a voice said, firm but not unkind. I turned my head and saw him. A man stood near the fire, his broad shoulders outlined by the flickering light. His face was sharp, rugged, and partially hidden beneath a mess of dark hair. His eyes, cold and calculating, met mine as he stepped closer. “You’re safe,” he said, his tone clipped. “Where’s Theo?” I rasped, my throat dry and voice barely audible. He gestured toward a small basket near the fire. Theo was there, wrapped snugly in a blanket, his soft breathing steady and calm. Relief washed over me, tears springing to my eyes. The man didn’t say anything else, just watched me, his expression unreadable. “Who are you?” I managed to whisper. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he crouched beside me, his intense gaze locked on mine. “You’re in rogue territory now,” he said finally. “And if you want to live, you’re going to have to prove you’re worth keeping alive.” Chapter 3 I nodded weakly, unsure of what else to do. My body was too broken to argue, too exhausted to fight. The man straightened, his piercing gaze never leaving me. “I know who you are,” he said, his voice calm but carrying a weight I couldn’t ignore. “You’re Luna Selene. Kael’s mate. The Scarlet Moon Pack’s Luna.” Hearing my title, my connection to Kael, sent a sharp pain through my chest. He was my mate. My husband. The man who was supposed to protect me. The man who betrayed me. “And you know what else?” he added, his tone growing darker. “We’re the ones who attacked your celebration.” His words hit me like a slap. My breath caught, and anger surged through me like wildfire. “You what?” I hissed, forcing myself to sit up despite the stabbing pain in my side. My hands curled into fists. “You’re the reason my pack is in shambles? You killed them? You destroyed everything?” I didn’t even think. My hand shot out, ready to slap him, but he caught my wrist with ease. His grip wasn’t tight, just firm enough to stop me. “Before you lose yourself in anger,” he said coldly, “you might want to hear the rest of the story.” I glared at him, my chest heaving with rage and pain. “I saw him,” he continued, his tone unwavering. “Your Alpha. Your mate. I saw Kael put an arrow in your side.” His words stopped me cold. My body froze, my mind racing to catch up. “No…” I whispered, shaking my head. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” he countered. “I saw it with my own eyes. He shot you. Then he ordered his warriors to drag you to the border and throw you out like trash. With the baby.” The baby. Theo. Not Elias. The image of Kael standing on that tree stump, commanding his warriors, flashed in my mind. The way he looked at me—cold, empty, like I was nothing. Tears welled up in my eyes, spilling down my cheeks before I could stop them. “No,” I repeated, my voice cracking. “He wouldn’t. He’s my mate.” “Your mate?” the man scoffed, letting go of my wrist. “Does a mate betray you? Leave you to die? You think I’m the monster? I lost five warriors in that ambush, but nothing—nothing—compares to the betrayal you just lived through.” I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move. His words crushed me, every syllable driving the knife of betrayal deeper into my heart. Kael shot me. He ordered me thrown out. And Aria… my best friend… she took Elias. She took my son and left me to die. The pain was unbearable, suffocating, like I couldn’t draw a full breath. My vision blurred with tears, and I crumpled, clutching my knees as sobs wracked my body. “I—I trusted them,” I choked out, the words barely audible. “Kael… Aria… they were my family.” “And they betrayed you,” the man said flatly, no sympathy in his tone. “Now, you have a choice. You can lay here and die like they wanted, or you can get up, survive, and figure out what you’re going to do about it.” His words hung in the air, heavy with challenge. I wiped at my tears, my hands trembling. I didn’t know who this man was, or why he’d saved me after attacking my pack. But one thing was clear: Kael and Aria had left me to die. And somehow, I was still alive. “I’ll survive,” I whispered, my voice shaking but resolute. “For Theo. For Elias.” The man nodded, a flicker of approval in his eyes. “Good. Then you’d better rest. You’ll need your strength.” Chapter 4 That night, I couldn’t stop crying. No matter how hard I tried to hold it together for Theo, the tears kept coming, silent and endless. My heart felt like it had been torn into pieces, and every memory of Kael only made the pain worse. I used to think he was perfect. The way he loved me… it felt like a dream. I remember how he stood up to my father—my father, the most powerful Alpha I’d ever known—just to be with me. Kael was only a low rank werewolf. “Selene is my mate,” Kael had said, his voice firm, even as my father glared at him. “I’ll prove I’m worthy of her.” And he did. Over and over again. My father eventually stepped down and gave Kael the title of Alpha. Kael led the Scarlet Moon Pack with strength and grace. I was so proud of him. So in love with him. But then Aria came back. She’d been gone for years, traveling abroad, training with different packs, and growing into her role as Beta. When she returned, I was thrilled to see my best friend again. She's like a sister to me. But Kael… something shifted in him the moment she walked back into our lives. I remember catching them once, late at night. I’d gone looking for Kael, expecting to find him in the study, but instead, I found him with Aria. They were standing too close, their voices hushed. “What are you going to do about it?” Aria had whispered. “I’ll handle it,” Kael replied, his tone tense but soft. When they saw me, they froze. Kael quickly stepped away from her, his face unreadable. “What’s going on?” I’d asked, my stomach twisting. “Nothing,” Kael said, forcing a smile. “We were just talking about the patrols.” But I wasn’t stupid. There was something else. Something they weren’t telling me. Later, I couldn’t shake the image of the way he looked at her. His eyes… they sparkled in a way I hadn’t seen in so long. Still, I dismissed it. I trusted him. I trusted Aria. When I finally confronted him about it, I’d been so nervous. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I asked, “Kael… is there something going on between you and Aria?” He’d looked hurt, almost offended. “Selene, no. How could you even think that? You’re my mate. My Luna. Don’t you trust me?” “I do,” I’d said quickly, desperate to believe him. “I just… I saw the way you two were talking, and I—” “It’s nothing,” he’d interrupted, pulling me into his arms. “I promise. Trust me. Trust us. Aria’s your best friend. She loves you, Selene.” I wanted so badly to believe him. So I did. Even when I overheard them talking about a pregnancy, I brushed it off. It wasn’t my place to assume. Aria was allowed her privacy. And Kael… Kael would never betray me. But now, lying here in a strange place, with Theo snuggled against my chest, I couldn’t stop replaying all those moments in my head. The late-night talks. The stolen glances. The lies I told myself because I loved him too much to see the truth. Kael and Aria had been betraying me all along. I cried harder, clutching Theo tighter, as if holding him could somehow stop the pieces of my broken heart from scattering any further. I’d given Kael everything—my trust, my love, my whole life—and he’d thrown it all away. And Aria… the woman I called my sister, my confidante… she’d taken it all from me. My mate. My child. My place in the pack. I wiped at my tears, but they kept falling. It felt like the betrayal would never stop hurting. “I trusted you,” I whispered into the darkness, my voice cracking. “I trusted both of you.” But they hadn’t cared. They’d left me to die. Theo stirred against me, his tiny hand gripping my shirt. His soft, fragile breaths were the only thing anchoring me to reality. I took a shaky breath and pressed a kiss to his head. I couldn’t break. Not now. He might not be my son but he needed me. Chapter 5 The days blurred into weeks. I was still weak, my body still recovering from the wounds Kael had inflicted, but I forced myself to move, to adapt. I couldn’t afford to fall apart. Not with Theo depending on me. Thorne, the rogue leader, made his presence known early on. He was a tall, imposing man with silver hair and piercing dark eyes that always seemed to see too much. He rarely smiled, and when he spoke, it was with the kind of authority that demanded attention. “Selene,” he said one morning, watching me struggle through a set of push-ups with the other rogues. “You want to survive here? You’ll need to work harder than that.” I glared at him, my arms trembling as I pushed myself up again. “I didn’t ask for your help,” I snapped. “No,” he said coolly, crossing his arms. “But I’m giving it anyway. You’ve got fire, Luna. But fire alone won’t save you out here.” Hearing him call me “Luna” stung every time. I wasn’t a Luna anymore. Not to Kael. Not to anyone. The rogues were tough—physically, mentally, emotionally. They trained relentlessly, honing their skills with a kind of brutal efficiency that left no room for weakness. I tried to keep up, but it wasn’t easy. My body was still healing, and I’d never trained like this before. Thorne made it clear he had no patience for excuses. “You’re too soft,” he said after one particularly grueling session. “Your pack pampered you.” I clenched my fists, anger bubbling up inside me. “I’m not soft. I survived being betrayed by my own pack. I survived being left for dead.” Thorne studied me, his gaze sharp. “Then prove it.” The other rogues weren’t any kinder. Most of them didn’t trust me, and I couldn’t blame them. To them, I was just another pack wolf—a Luna who didn’t belong in their world. But Theo… Theo was a different story. After weeks turn into months… He’d started bonding with the rogues in ways I hadn’t expected. One of the younger men, a lanky wolf, often played with him, making funny faces and coaxing little giggles out of him. An older woman, had taken to knitting tiny blankets for him in her spare time. And then there was Thorne. I caught him one evening, crouched beside Theo with a surprisingly soft expression on his face. Theo reached out and grabbed a strand of Thorne’s silver hair, giggling as he gave it a tug. “You’ve got a strong grip, little one,” Thorne murmured, his voice unusually gentle. I watched from the shadows, my chest tightening. It was bittersweet, seeing Theo like this—seeing him smile and laugh when I was still grieving for Elias. I couldn’t help but wonder: if Elias were here, would he have bonded with these rogues too? The thought made my heart ache, but I shoved it aside. I couldn’t afford to dwell on what I’d lost. While we were resting after a brutal training session, a healer among the rogues came to me. She was an older woman with wild, silver hair and kind eyes, but there was a sharpness to her that made her more than just a healer. “Selene,” she said softly, her voice low as she approached me. “I’ve been watching your ‘son’.” My heart froze. “Theo?” I asked, my voice tight. “Yes,” she replied. “He’s sick, isn’t he?” I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. I hadn’t told anyone about the illness that had been slowly consuming him. But the truth was, I’d been afraid to admit it to myself, let alone anyone else. The healer’s eyes softened with empathy. “There’s something that might help him,” she said, her gaze flickering to the distant horizon. “A rare herb that grows in Scarlet territory. It’s heavily guarded, but it could heal him.” I felt a surge of hope, something I hadn’t allowed myself to feel in a long time. “What kind of herb?” She hesitated, as if weighing her words. “It’s called moon’s touch. It’s said to have healing properties that can cure almost any illness, but it only grows in one place—deep within the heart of Scarlet territory. The pack guards it with their lives.” My chest tightened. Scarlet territory. My territory. Where Kael’s warriors would no doubt hunt me down if they saw me. But Theo needed it. If there was even a chance to save him… I had to try. “Can you help me?” I asked, my voice raw with desperation. The healer nodded. “I can. But you’ll have to get it yourself. No one can enter that land without being detected. Not unless you can move through the shadows, unnoticed.” I clenched my fists, determination settling in my bones. This was my chance. My only chance. “Then I’ll do it,” I said, my voice hard with resolve. And as I stood there, looking out into the wilderness, I realized something else. I wasn’t just fighting for Theo anymore. I was fighting for my own survival, for the vengeance I’d promised myself. For my son, Elias. The Scarlet Moon Pack had betrayed me, but they would learn that I wasn’t someone they could discard so easily. I’d find the moon’s touch. I’d heal Theo. And then… take my son, Elias from Kael and Aria."	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2,708,290	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-02-28 00:43	active	2652	🔞🔥Click to Read more about📜<The Rejected Rogue Luna>📜	“This is such a pleasant surprise, Seth” I croon, running to meet my mate. It has been so long since I have seen him last and I miss the familiar scent of him and his laughter. I throw my hands around him but he does not hug me back. If anything he seems like he does not want me to be here. “I had no idea you were throwing a party for my homecoming” I tell him, kissing him slightly on the cheek. “I had no idea you were back, Rowena. You should not be here” He pushes me, holding me away from his body. “Did you not get my letter?” I ask, my smile falling from my face. “What letter?” He grunts. “The one where I told you I will be coming back today. You missed my graduation and I thought to surprise you by returning but it seems you did not know” My feet grows cold at this information and I back away from him. He is staring at me, his eyes not giving the usual warmth that I am used to. It could only explain why he had not responded to any of my letters for the past months. I gave excuses that he must be busy as Alpha and head of the pack and he could not write to me but… Seth de Beaufort, my childhood friend and mate was staring at me like I was some stranger. “Who then is the party for?” I ask. I am interrupted by cheers erupting from the members of our pack and then I see her walk in, holding freshly picked flowers in her hand and a crown on her head. I know who this is, she is my best friend, Isobel but what is she doing? I am pushed back into the crowd as she approaches. She is yet to see me as she only has eyes for Seth who is smiling back at her. “Hello mate” I hear her whisper. Mate? I gasp. I push forward, stopping her approach. “Rowena” She jolts. “What are you doing here?” She glances at Seth who shrugs his shoulders. “I should be asking you that question, don’t you think? What are you doing?” I cry out. “I am getting engaged” She smiles brightly at me. “It is great that you are here, maybe you could be my chief’s bridesmaid?” “You have got to be joking” I scoff. “Not now, Rowena. We will talk about this after” Seth stops me, putting out a hand for Isobel. “No” I raise my voice, my insides shaking with confusion. I cannot believe my eyes as I watch them turn to me. “We have to talk about it now” I tell him, braving the stares I am getting from every member of the pack. “Okay, if you want to do this here then that is fine by me” Seth growls, stepping away from Isobel and approaching me. “Seth, what is the meaning of this? We are mates… you can still feel it so why?” “I, Seth de Beaufort reject you, Rowena Stuart as my mate and future Luna” He declares. “No, stop it please… do not do this” I grunt, my chest tearing apart with pain. I double over, clutching my pounding heart. “Accept the rejection!” He spits. “Accept it and leave so that I might have a great day with my true mate” He announces. “I, Rowena Stuart… accept your rejection” My chest eases up a little bit as I say this but I cannot stop the tears gushing from my eyes as I watch them walk up, smiling into each other’s eyes. I feel betrayed by every single step and every single smile. To think I was coming back to my fiance and my best friend and they were doing this behind my back. I turn around, dashing out and into the dark, my eyes blinded with tears. This should not be happening. I collapse to the ground outside the party, my heart beating rapidly like it is about to burst. I do not turn around even when I hear the patters of feet until a throat clears behind me. “Rowena, I…” “Have you not done enough, Isobel?” I rise to my feet and face her. She has a smirk on her face “How could you? I trusted you, you are my best friend!” I cry out. “It is hardly my fault that Seth took a liking to me while you were away pursuing the career of your dreams.” she scoffs at this. I had gone to learn modern healing and had been supported by every member of the clan, including Seth. “Who do you think comforted him on the nights when he was alone and needed company?” I make to slap her but she catches my hand in the air, throwing it back at me. “This is the least of your problems, I promise you” She tells me instead. “What is that supposed to mean?” I ask “Did you come here straight from the airport?” She throws her head back to laugh. I did come there straight because I thought… “What do you mean?” I ask her again. “I don’t know, friend. You should probably run along home now before it is too late” She turns around and walks back into the party. I stand there in confusion not understanding what her talk was about. I move however, heading straight to my home with her warning ringing in my ears. I can hear screaming coming in the direction of my home which only speeds my steps. “What is happening?” I mutter, running inside. Sybillia, my sister has tears streaming down her face and her clothes torn to shreds. “What happened, talk to me” I shake her. “Father was taken” Her voice broke. “Taken?” I ask, confusion dotting my forehead “They say he is a traitor and they are going to kill him, Rowena. You have to do something.” She holds me, crying some more. “Where is mother?” I ask her. She shakes her head in the negative which told me that she had no idea where our mother was. “Listen, Sybil… I need you to find mother” I shake her again. “Do you hear me? I want you to find her and then I want you both to hide” I tell her. “What are you going to do?” She asks. “I need to find out what is going on” I mutter vaguely. I turn around and exit, heading back to the party where I burst in regarding Seth with baleful eyes. He notices me immediately and rolls his eyes but I approach, stopping when his guards block my path. “My father, what has he done?” I ask, my voice breaking. Seth, my one time lover and mate regards me with disgust, his lips quirking up in a sneer. “He is a traitor and for that he must die” Screams of hate ROWENA “That is a lie” I scream. There are murmurs everywhere by members of the pack and I know they must think that I have lost my head coming here and yelling at the Alpha of the pack but I am too far gone to understand what I am doing. “I will allow you leave this place and we will speak when my party is over” Seth warns me. “I want to know what crimes my father has committed for you to lock him up” I repeat. “Look at her” Isobel grunts, turning to Seth. “She does not respect you, my love. Tell me how she is going to remain in this pack if she is this defiant towards you” She mutters. Seth’s eyes darkens as he rises to his feet, pointing a hand towards me. “You dare speak back to your Alpha?” He snaps, approaching me. I do not take a step back even as I am intimidated by him. It is as though we are now enemies because I do not recognize him anymore as the man I used to be in love with. “Your father has admitted to his crimes and come noon tomorrow, he will be beheaded as a traitor and so will your mother” He announces The crowd cheers again “You will denounce them, yourself and your sister or you will leave me no choice” “I cannot do that… I cannot-” “And for the crime of speaking back at me, Rowena Stuart… you will be reduced to the life of a maid and you will serve Isobel who is going to be my Luna” My friend smiles, clasping her fingers together. “Guards” Seth calls The door swished open again and they enter. “Get her out of her and make sure to keep her locked up until she denounces her bloodline. Make the announcement that I shall be marrying Isobel Howard tomorrow’s noon after the execution of Grant and Helena Stuart” He declares. “No” I rave, trashing as both men drag me out of his tent. They are laughing at my struggle and then I hear the loud thunk of the metal gate leading to the dungeons. I am thrown into it, flung like useless waste paper. I do not know how long I am in that dim pit before the doors burst open and I hear the fall of footsteps approaching where I lay. “Rowena?” A voice calls out. I recognize it immediately as Isobel and wonder what she wants. “What the do you want?” I rave, my eyes red from all the crying I have been doing the past hour. She is standing in front of me now, her lips quirked up in a smile. “I hate you” I snap. “What do you hate me for? For sleeping with her fiance or reporting your parents for…” She pauses as my eyes widens in realization. “Oops” She laughs. “You are a slut who moved on her friend’s man almost immediately she…” “Almost immediately?” She stops me, scoffing. “Have you been so utterly blind, Rowena?” Rowena, I think… she used to call me Row but I guess when you betray your friend, you do not get to use pet names any longer. “Seth and I have been together before you both began dating. The engagement to you was his father’s idea… you do not think he wanted to get married to you, did you?” She asks. “What are you talking about?” I mutter. She laughs then, her voice grating on my ears. “You have always had a stupid crush on Seth, always saying he will be your mate and so when you claimed he was your mate and your wolf has…” “I claimed?” I stop her. “Seth is my mate!” I scream at her “But he is also mine!” Isobel screams back at me. “You are lying, that is not possible” “It is rare but not impossible and that is what we are going to tell the members of the pack. They are going to hear that my wolf has mated with his and he has rejected your bond because of your family. They are going to accept me as Luna of the pack and if you want to save yourself then you will accept Seth’s offer” “You plotted this, didn’t you? You plotted this treason and you somehow roped my family into it” I accuse. “Whatever are you talking about, dear girl” She mocks, her eyes wide with innocence. “Get out” I snarl, my eyes blue with rage. “Your parents have been arrested but we are yet to catch Sybillia. Where did you send her?” She questions. I am confused at this because I know I sent Sybil to find our mother and so if they have both been arrested then she is supposed to be with them. “I have no idea where she is” I mutter. “Yes you do and you are going to tell me. Tomorrow is my wedding and I am not going to have you ruin my chances at being Luna of this pack” My lips curve up in a smile but I say nothing. “Where the is she?” Isobel asks again, approaching me. “I have no idea” I repeat. She stares at me, the anger evident in her gaze. “You will pay for this” She declares right before walking out and leaving me in the darkness. I do not know how long the night lasts but the doors open again and I hear a tumble and then a yelp. “Who’s there?” I mutter. “Rowena?” I hear my sister. “Sybil?” I ask, scampering to my feet. “How are you here? I thought you somehow escaped” “I was caught. They have mom and dad and they… they are going to kill them” She cries out. “Come here” I mutter. I put my hand out through the opening and touch my sister, our hands connecting and holding. I can feel her panic and I am sure she can feel mine too. “Everything will be alright” I reassure her. “What are we going to do?” She asks me. “We have to do something” “We ask the moon goddess for help” I tell her. We both close our eyes and begin praying to the moon goddess. I feel peaceful for the first time since our ordeal began and so I close my eyes, my hand still intertwined with my sister’s and I drift into sleep. … “Drag her out!” The loud boom of voice arouses me from my sleep. I hear screaming right before my sister is yanked from my grasp. “No, leave her alone” I yell. The door to my prison is also opened and I am dragged out too. “Leave my sister the …” One of the guards back hand me across the face and blood spurts out of my mouth. “Shut your mouth, cunt” He snaps. I can still hear her screams as I am led out into the open with members of the pack staring at me with disgust evident on their faces. I stare back, refusing to lower my gaze. I am not a traitor and neither is any member of my family so why should I be ashamed? I am pushed forward until we come to the clearing and I see Seth and Isobel both seated with my father and mother kneeling. They are tied up and I can see that they have both taken beatings but I do not see Sybillia anywhere. “We are gathered here today to sentence Grant and Helena Stuart for the crime of dabbling into the dark arts” Seth announces. The crowd cheers and I can feel the bile rising in my mouth at the sound of their hooping. They are happy, I think. I knew we were hated but I did not think they would be happy to see us die. Where is my sister? Where was she taken? I think to myself. “How do you both plead?” Seth roars, rising to his feet. My father says nothing and so does my mother. “I will spare both your daughters if they denounce your family right this minute” He declares. There are hushed protest about this but no one dares say anything to counter the Alpha of the pack. I can see that my father is about to speak up but we are interrupted by a commotion and sounds of running. I turn around, my eyes happening upon Sybillia who is holding a crossbow aimed at Seth. She has blood running from the center of her legs and I can see that she can hardly stand. “No” I scream, rising to my feet to stop her but I am held back by the guards. “You asshole” She pants. “You cannot do this, Sybil… it is treason” I scream, tears streaming down my face. “Put the crossbow down, Sybillia” My father’s calm voice comes through. My sister’s eyes are bright as she stares pointedly at Seht who has not breathed a word and then she drops the crossbow. I heave a sigh of relief at this while the guards grab the weapon, taking it away from her grasp. There is still a hushed silence, like everyone was waiting for a reaction from the Alpha with bated breath. I turn to Seth, his eyes are black with rage and I know there is trouble. “Do it” I hear him say. Do what? I am confused but I follow his eyes to where my sister remained standing. I see the swing of the sword too late as my sister is cut down. There is a scream, a tiny high pitched scream… I realize it is me screaming before I pass out.	LEARN_MORE	https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/e34twsogm	Le	https://www.facebook.com/100092986922851/	73	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	novel-oasis.com	IMAGE	“The one where I told you I will be coming back today. You missed my graduation and I thought to surprise you by returning but it seems you did not know” My feet grows cold at this information and I back away from him.	https://www.novel-oasis.com/share/middle/e34twsogmjo1gayqwqbdyfxa?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120218744089970112&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/468164453_987209230091049_6808257110662875443_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7FVQzi9YkxcQ7kNvgHqYPV0&_nc_oc=AdhiXC4cwpxE-hvDAdNGii1aC5flB2TSScHVTj5KVGomfKFTM4G71ZDHV9lROnKBm_wAVq3wJOJh8PZiOVgxjLU7&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AEquPtok3pvPbJr0_5StUHa&oh=00_AYBhcKICCL3EHhcIGMpCZB1uYrqmFz3wHCGNm_yb0LyFAA&oe=67C7321F	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Le	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,707,701	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707683}'	Yes	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652	🔥🔥Click to Read	She Swapped Her Dying Son for Mine. The night of the Scarlet Moon Pack’s celebration was supposed to be a victory. But everything fell apart in an instant. Wolves with red eyes tore through our home, and my son, Elias, was ripped away from me. Kael, my mate, the Alpha I trusted, betrayed me. Left me to die after a brutal attack. But the worst part? Aria. My best friend. She swapped her dying son with mine. I woke in rogue territory, clutching a child I knew wasn’t mine, and the truth slammed into me like a freight train: Kael and Aria had set me up. I wasn’t just abandoned—I was left to rot with someone else’s child. I thought I’d die that night. But now, it’s clear—no matter the cost, I will find Elias. And I’ll make them regret ever underestimating me. The question is: can I survive long enough to make it happen? -- The night was supposed to be perfect. The Scarlet Moon Pack’s full moon celebration always was—a night of music, laughter, and family. Wolves shifted back and forth, some running wild under the moon, others mingling in human form with wine in hand. I stood at the edge of the crowd, holding Elias close. My son was only a few months old, wrapped snugly in a blanket against my chest. His soft coos blended with the hum of conversation and distant laughter. I kissed his tiny head, breathing in his baby scent. “Selene.” I turned at the sound of Kael’s voice. My mate, the Alpha of the Scarlet Moon Pack, approached with that commanding presence only he could pull off. His dark hair was windswept, his sharp features softened only by the way his piercing blue eyes lingered on Elias. “You’re hiding,” he teased, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. I shrugged. “Elias doesn’t like all the noise.” Kael reached out, brushing a hand over Elias’s head. For a split second, something flashed across his face—regret, maybe—but it was gone just as quickly. “Stay here,” he said. “I need to check in with Aria about the patrols.” Aria. My best friend since childhood and our Beta. Her son, Theo, was the same age as Elias, but fate had dealt him a cruel hand. He was sick, and no one—not even the pack healers—could figure out why. I nodded as Kael disappeared into the crowd, leaving me with an uneasy feeling I couldn’t shake. The celebration carried on, but something was off. The air felt heavier, and the laughter seemed muted, like the forest itself was holding its breath. Then, a low growl cut through the night, sharp and feral. It came from the edge of the clearing. Screams followed—raw and gut-wrenching—and the metallic tang of blood filled the air. Wolves with glowing red eyes exploded from the tree line, ripping through the crowd with savage force. “No,” I whispered, clutching Elias tighter as his cries broke through the chaos. My feet refused to move, frozen as panic wrapped around my throat. “Selene!” I turned to see Aria sprinting toward me, her face streaked with dirt and terror. She held Theo close, his tiny body limp in her arms. “What’s happening?” I exclaimed. “Where’s Kael?” Aria’s golden eyes darted around, wild with fear. “There’s no time! You have to run. Now.” “I can’t just—” “They’re after you, Selene!” she shouted. Before I could process her words, a commanding howl sliced through the night. My head snapped toward the sound. Kael stood atop a broken tree stump, blood dripping from the blade in his hand. His silhouette was framed by the eerie glow of flames reaching at the forest. “Kael!” I screamed. Relief flooded me—until I noticed his eyes. They scanned the clearing, cold and calculating, and landed not on me, but on Aria. Her body stiffened. She clutched Theo tighter, her face pale. Then, Kael gave her a single nod. “No…” I whispered, the pieces clicking together in my mind. Without warning, Aria shoved Theo into my arms and ripped Elias from my grasp. “Aria!” I screamed, chasing after her, but a heavy weight slammed into me, sending me sprawling to the ground. A snarling wolf pinned me, its red eyes burning with fury. Theo wailed in my arms as I struggled, adrenaline pumping through my veins. Before the wolf could strike, an arrow pierced its side, and it collapsed with a gurgling whimper. Kael loomed over me, crossbow in hand. Relief bubbled up, but it vanished the second I saw his expression. “Kael,” I croaked. “Help me.” He didn’t move. His eyes, once filled with warmth, were now void of anything human. “Kael!” I screamed, desperation clawing at me. But he turned and walked away. My chest ached, but I forced myself to my feet, clutching Theo. Smoke burned my lungs as I stumbled through the chaos, searching for Elias. A sharp, searing pain ripped through my side, and I collapsed to the ground. My vision blurred, but I could see the faint outline of someone stepping toward me. “Selene.” Aria’s voice was soft, almost tender, but it cut deeper than any blade. I looked up at her, tears streaming down my face. “Where’s Elias?” Her golden eyes glinted with something dark. Guilt? Maybe. But there was no mistaking the cold determination beneath it. “Elias will live,” she said, kneeling beside me. “Theo deserves a chance too. You wouldn’t understand, Selene, but this… this is the only way.” “No… no, please…” She didn’t say anything else. She stood and disappeared into the smoke with Elias, leaving me with her dying son and a shattered heart as darkness pulled me under. Chapter 2 I woke up to the sharp sting of cold air biting at my skin. The forest around me was eerily quiet, the smell of smoke and blood still clinging to my senses. My body ached in ways I couldn’t describe—my ribs felt shattered, my head throbbed, and my side burned where the wound refused to stop bleeding. But none of it compared to the emptiness in my arms. I looked down and froze. It wasn’t Elias. Theo. Aria’s son, not mine. His tiny face was pale, his body fragile as he squirmed weakly in my hold, letting out soft, pitiful cries. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head as tears blurred my vision. “No, no, no!” Elias was gone. My sweet baby boy, ripped from me by the people I trusted most. Kael, my mate. Aria, my best friend. I hugged Theo tightly, my chest heaving as sobs wracked my broken body. My tears soaked his blanket, but his cries only grew louder, more desperate. He was hungry. I couldn’t stop myself. I shifted my grip, letting him latch onto my upper body. The action was instinctual, automatic, and as his tiny lips worked to feed, my heart shattered all over again. I was feeding him, comforting him, while my own son—my Elias—was out there somewhere, stolen from me. The pain became unbearable, my sobs turning into choked bursts as I glanced down at Theo. His face was still pale, his little hands barely moving. He was sick, fragile, clinging to life just like I was. My hand trembled as I brushed his hair back. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “You didn’t ask for this. None of this is your fault.” I forced myself to focus. Theo needed me. I couldn’t break down, not yet. But my body had other plans. Every inch of me screamed in agony as I shifted, trying to stand. The wound on my side sent a sharp, searing pain through my torso, and I crumpled back to the forest floor. I couldn’t walk. I bit down on a cry, clutching Theo close to my chest. You have to move. I dropped to my knees, dragging myself forward with one arm while holding Theo with the other. The forest seemed endless, the trees towering above me like silent witnesses to my misery. Each inch forward felt like a mile. My vision blurred, black spots creeping in as blood dripped steadily from my side. My breaths grew ragged, each one more painful than the last. I tried to focus, tried to keep going, but my strength was fading. The world tilted, and I collapsed, unable to go any further. My fingers tightened around Theo, who whimpered weakly in my arms. I was going to die here. And Theo—he wouldn’t survive without me. The thought sent fresh tears streaming down my face. My lips parted, but no sound came out as I tried to scream, to cry for help. And then I heard it. A voice. Low, gruff, and unfamiliar. “She’s still alive. Barely.” I tried to open my eyes, but darkness swallowed me whole. --- When I woke up, everything was wrong. The air smelled of damp earth and faint ash, and the hum of voices filled the space around me. My body felt lighter, like someone had taken the weight of the world off my chest, but the dull ache in my side reminded me I was far from healed. I opened my eyes slowly, squinting against the dim light. I wasn’t in the forest anymore. The walls were rough stone, the flicker of a fire casting dancing shadows across them. I was lying on a makeshift cot, soft blankets wrapped around me. Theo. I shot up, panic flooding my veins, but the pain in my side forced me back down with a hiss. “Relax,” a voice said, firm but not unkind. I turned my head and saw him. A man stood near the fire, his broad shoulders outlined by the flickering light. His face was sharp, rugged, and partially hidden beneath a mess of dark hair. His eyes, cold and calculating, met mine as he stepped closer. “You’re safe,” he said, his tone clipped. “Where’s Theo?” I rasped, my throat dry and voice barely audible. He gestured toward a small basket near the fire. Theo was there, wrapped snugly in a blanket, his soft breathing steady and calm. Relief washed over me, tears springing to my eyes. The man didn’t say anything else, just watched me, his expression unreadable. “Who are you?” I managed to whisper. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he crouched beside me, his intense gaze locked on mine. “You’re in rogue territory now,” he said finally. “And if you want to live, you’re going to have to prove you’re worth keeping alive.” Chapter 3 I nodded weakly, unsure of what else to do. My body was too broken to argue, too exhausted to fight. The man straightened, his piercing gaze never leaving me. “I know who you are,” he said, his voice calm but carrying a weight I couldn’t ignore. “You’re Luna Selene. Kael’s mate. The Scarlet Moon Pack’s Luna.” Hearing my title, my connection to Kael, sent a sharp pain through my chest. He was my mate. My husband. The man who was supposed to protect me. The man who betrayed me. “And you know what else?” he added, his tone growing darker. “We’re the ones who attacked your celebration.” His words hit me like a slap. My breath caught, and anger surged through me like wildfire. “You what?” I hissed, forcing myself to sit up despite the stabbing pain in my side. My hands curled into fists. “You’re the reason my pack is in shambles? You killed them? You destroyed everything?” I didn’t even think. My hand shot out, ready to slap him, but he caught my wrist with ease. His grip wasn’t tight, just firm enough to stop me. “Before you lose yourself in anger,” he said coldly, “you might want to hear the rest of the story.” I glared at him, my chest heaving with rage and pain. “I saw him,” he continued, his tone unwavering. “Your Alpha. Your mate. I saw Kael put an arrow in your side.” His words stopped me cold. My body froze, my mind racing to catch up. “No…” I whispered, shaking my head. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” he countered. “I saw it with my own eyes. He shot you. Then he ordered his warriors to drag you to the border and throw you out like trash. With the baby.” The baby. Theo. Not Elias. The image of Kael standing on that tree stump, commanding his warriors, flashed in my mind. The way he looked at me—cold, empty, like I was nothing. Tears welled up in my eyes, spilling down my cheeks before I could stop them. “No,” I repeated, my voice cracking. “He wouldn’t. He’s my mate.” “Your mate?” the man scoffed, letting go of my wrist. “Does a mate betray you? Leave you to die? You think I’m the monster? I lost five warriors in that ambush, but nothing—nothing—compares to the betrayal you just lived through.” I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move. His words crushed me, every syllable driving the knife of betrayal deeper into my heart. Kael shot me. He ordered me thrown out. And Aria… my best friend… she took Elias. She took my son and left me to die. The pain was unbearable, suffocating, like I couldn’t draw a full breath. My vision blurred with tears, and I crumpled, clutching my knees as sobs wracked my body. “I—I trusted them,” I choked out, the words barely audible. “Kael… Aria… they were my family.” “And they betrayed you,” the man said flatly, no sympathy in his tone. “Now, you have a choice. You can lay here and die like they wanted, or you can get up, survive, and figure out what you’re going to do about it.” His words hung in the air, heavy with challenge. I wiped at my tears, my hands trembling. I didn’t know who this man was, or why he’d saved me after attacking my pack. But one thing was clear: Kael and Aria had left me to die. And somehow, I was still alive. “I’ll survive,” I whispered, my voice shaking but resolute. “For Theo. For Elias.” The man nodded, a flicker of approval in his eyes. “Good. Then you’d better rest. You’ll need your strength.” Chapter 4 That night, I couldn’t stop crying. No matter how hard I tried to hold it together for Theo, the tears kept coming, silent and endless. My heart felt like it had been torn into pieces, and every memory of Kael only made the pain worse. I used to think he was perfect. The way he loved me… it felt like a dream. I remember how he stood up to my father—my father, the most powerful Alpha I’d ever known—just to be with me. Kael was only a low rank werewolf. “Selene is my mate,” Kael had said, his voice firm, even as my father glared at him. “I’ll prove I’m worthy of her.” And he did. Over and over again. My father eventually stepped down and gave Kael the title of Alpha. Kael led the Scarlet Moon Pack with strength and grace. I was so proud of him. So in love with him. But then Aria came back. She’d been gone for years, traveling abroad, training with different packs, and growing into her role as Beta. When she returned, I was thrilled to see my best friend again. She's like a sister to me. But Kael… something shifted in him the moment she walked back into our lives. I remember catching them once, late at night. I’d gone looking for Kael, expecting to find him in the study, but instead, I found him with Aria. They were standing too close, their voices hushed. “What are you going to do about it?” Aria had whispered. “I’ll handle it,” Kael replied, his tone tense but soft. When they saw me, they froze. Kael quickly stepped away from her, his face unreadable. “What’s going on?” I’d asked, my stomach twisting. “Nothing,” Kael said, forcing a smile. “We were just talking about the patrols.” But I wasn’t stupid. There was something else. Something they weren’t telling me. Later, I couldn’t shake the image of the way he looked at her. His eyes… they sparkled in a way I hadn’t seen in so long. Still, I dismissed it. I trusted him. I trusted Aria. When I finally confronted him about it, I’d been so nervous. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I asked, “Kael… is there something going on between you and Aria?” He’d looked hurt, almost offended. “Selene, no. How could you even think that? You’re my mate. My Luna. Don’t you trust me?” “I do,” I’d said quickly, desperate to believe him. “I just… I saw the way you two were talking, and I—” “It’s nothing,” he’d interrupted, pulling me into his arms. “I promise. Trust me. Trust us. Aria’s your best friend. She loves you, Selene.” I wanted so badly to believe him. So I did. Even when I overheard them talking about a pregnancy, I brushed it off. It wasn’t my place to assume. Aria was allowed her privacy. And Kael… Kael would never betray me. But now, lying here in a strange place, with Theo snuggled against my chest, I couldn’t stop replaying all those moments in my head. The late-night talks. The stolen glances. The lies I told myself because I loved him too much to see the truth. Kael and Aria had been betraying me all along. I cried harder, clutching Theo tighter, as if holding him could somehow stop the pieces of my broken heart from scattering any further. I’d given Kael everything—my trust, my love, my whole life—and he’d thrown it all away. And Aria… the woman I called my sister, my confidante… she’d taken it all from me. My mate. My child. My place in the pack. I wiped at my tears, but they kept falling. It felt like the betrayal would never stop hurting. “I trusted you,” I whispered into the darkness, my voice cracking. “I trusted both of you.” But they hadn’t cared. They’d left me to die. Theo stirred against me, his tiny hand gripping my shirt. His soft, fragile breaths were the only thing anchoring me to reality. I took a shaky breath and pressed a kiss to his head. I couldn’t break. Not now. He might not be my son but he needed me. Chapter 5 The days blurred into weeks. I was still weak, my body still recovering from the wounds Kael had inflicted, but I forced myself to move, to adapt. I couldn’t afford to fall apart. Not with Theo depending on me. Thorne, the rogue leader, made his presence known early on. He was a tall, imposing man with silver hair and piercing dark eyes that always seemed to see too much. He rarely smiled, and when he spoke, it was with the kind of authority that demanded attention. “Selene,” he said one morning, watching me struggle through a set of push-ups with the other rogues. “You want to survive here? You’ll need to work harder than that.” I glared at him, my arms trembling as I pushed myself up again. “I didn’t ask for your help,” I snapped. “No,” he said coolly, crossing his arms. “But I’m giving it anyway. You’ve got fire, Luna. But fire alone won’t save you out here.” Hearing him call me “Luna” stung every time. I wasn’t a Luna anymore. Not to Kael. Not to anyone. The rogues were tough—physically, mentally, emotionally. They trained relentlessly, honing their skills with a kind of brutal efficiency that left no room for weakness. I tried to keep up, but it wasn’t easy. My body was still healing, and I’d never trained like this before. Thorne made it clear he had no patience for excuses. “You’re too soft,” he said after one particularly grueling session. “Your pack pampered you.” I clenched my fists, anger bubbling up inside me. “I’m not soft. I survived being betrayed by my own pack. I survived being left for dead.” Thorne studied me, his gaze sharp. “Then prove it.” The other rogues weren’t any kinder. Most of them didn’t trust me, and I couldn’t blame them. To them, I was just another pack wolf—a Luna who didn’t belong in their world. But Theo… Theo was a different story. After weeks turn into months… He’d started bonding with the rogues in ways I hadn’t expected. One of the younger men, a lanky wolf, often played with him, making funny faces and coaxing little giggles out of him. An older woman, had taken to knitting tiny blankets for him in her spare time. And then there was Thorne. I caught him one evening, crouched beside Theo with a surprisingly soft expression on his face. Theo reached out and grabbed a strand of Thorne’s silver hair, giggling as he gave it a tug. “You’ve got a strong grip, little one,” Thorne murmured, his voice unusually gentle. I watched from the shadows, my chest tightening. It was bittersweet, seeing Theo like this—seeing him smile and laugh when I was still grieving for Elias. I couldn’t help but wonder: if Elias were here, would he have bonded with these rogues too? The thought made my heart ache, but I shoved it aside. I couldn’t afford to dwell on what I’d lost. While we were resting after a brutal training session, a healer among the rogues came to me. She was an older woman with wild, silver hair and kind eyes, but there was a sharpness to her that made her more than just a healer. “Selene,” she said softly, her voice low as she approached me. “I’ve been watching your ‘son’.” My heart froze. “Theo?” I asked, my voice tight. “Yes,” she replied. “He’s sick, isn’t he?” I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. I hadn’t told anyone about the illness that had been slowly consuming him. But the truth was, I’d been afraid to admit it to myself, let alone anyone else. The healer’s eyes softened with empathy. “There’s something that might help him,” she said, her gaze flickering to the distant horizon. “A rare herb that grows in Scarlet territory. It’s heavily guarded, but it could heal him.” I felt a surge of hope, something I hadn’t allowed myself to feel in a long time. “What kind of herb?” She hesitated, as if weighing her words. “It’s called moon’s touch. It’s said to have healing properties that can cure almost any illness, but it only grows in one place—deep within the heart of Scarlet territory. The pack guards it with their lives.” My chest tightened. Scarlet territory. My territory. Where Kael’s warriors would no doubt hunt me down if they saw me. But Theo needed it. If there was even a chance to save him… I had to try. “Can you help me?” I asked, my voice raw with desperation. The healer nodded. “I can. But you’ll have to get it yourself. No one can enter that land without being detected. Not unless you can move through the shadows, unnoticed.” I clenched my fists, determination settling in my bones. This was my chance. My only chance. “Then I’ll do it,” I said, my voice hard with resolve. And as I stood there, looking out into the wilderness, I realized something else. I wasn’t just fighting for Theo anymore. I was fighting for my own survival, for the vengeance I’d promised myself. For my son, Elias. The Scarlet Moon Pack had betrayed me, but they would learn that I wasn’t someone they could discard so easily. I’d find the moon’s touch. I’d heal Theo. And then… take my son, Elias from Kael and Aria."	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2,707,702	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2707683}'	Yes	2025-02-28 00:42	active	2652	🔥🔥Click to Read	She Swapped Her Dying Son for Mine. The night of the Scarlet Moon Pack’s celebration was supposed to be a victory. But everything fell apart in an instant. Wolves with red eyes tore through our home, and my son, Elias, was ripped away from me. Kael, my mate, the Alpha I trusted, betrayed me. Left me to die after a brutal attack. But the worst part? Aria. My best friend. She swapped her dying son with mine. I woke in rogue territory, clutching a child I knew wasn’t mine, and the truth slammed into me like a freight train: Kael and Aria had set me up. I wasn’t just abandoned—I was left to rot with someone else’s child. I thought I’d die that night. But now, it’s clear—no matter the cost, I will find Elias. And I’ll make them regret ever underestimating me. The question is: can I survive long enough to make it happen? -- The night was supposed to be perfect. The Scarlet Moon Pack’s full moon celebration always was—a night of music, laughter, and family. Wolves shifted back and forth, some running wild under the moon, others mingling in human form with wine in hand. I stood at the edge of the crowd, holding Elias close. My son was only a few months old, wrapped snugly in a blanket against my chest. His soft coos blended with the hum of conversation and distant laughter. I kissed his tiny head, breathing in his baby scent. “Selene.” I turned at the sound of Kael’s voice. My mate, the Alpha of the Scarlet Moon Pack, approached with that commanding presence only he could pull off. His dark hair was windswept, his sharp features softened only by the way his piercing blue eyes lingered on Elias. “You’re hiding,” he teased, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. I shrugged. “Elias doesn’t like all the noise.” Kael reached out, brushing a hand over Elias’s head. For a split second, something flashed across his face—regret, maybe—but it was gone just as quickly. “Stay here,” he said. “I need to check in with Aria about the patrols.” Aria. My best friend since childhood and our Beta. Her son, Theo, was the same age as Elias, but fate had dealt him a cruel hand. He was sick, and no one—not even the pack healers—could figure out why. I nodded as Kael disappeared into the crowd, leaving me with an uneasy feeling I couldn’t shake. The celebration carried on, but something was off. The air felt heavier, and the laughter seemed muted, like the forest itself was holding its breath. Then, a low growl cut through the night, sharp and feral. It came from the edge of the clearing. Screams followed—raw and gut-wrenching—and the metallic tang of blood filled the air. Wolves with glowing red eyes exploded from the tree line, ripping through the crowd with savage force. “No,” I whispered, clutching Elias tighter as his cries broke through the chaos. My feet refused to move, frozen as panic wrapped around my throat. “Selene!” I turned to see Aria sprinting toward me, her face streaked with dirt and terror. She held Theo close, his tiny body limp in her arms. “What’s happening?” I exclaimed. “Where’s Kael?” Aria’s golden eyes darted around, wild with fear. “There’s no time! You have to run. Now.” “I can’t just—” “They’re after you, Selene!” she shouted. Before I could process her words, a commanding howl sliced through the night. My head snapped toward the sound. Kael stood atop a broken tree stump, blood dripping from the blade in his hand. His silhouette was framed by the eerie glow of flames reaching at the forest. “Kael!” I screamed. Relief flooded me—until I noticed his eyes. They scanned the clearing, cold and calculating, and landed not on me, but on Aria. Her body stiffened. She clutched Theo tighter, her face pale. Then, Kael gave her a single nod. “No…” I whispered, the pieces clicking together in my mind. Without warning, Aria shoved Theo into my arms and ripped Elias from my grasp. “Aria!” I screamed, chasing after her, but a heavy weight slammed into me, sending me sprawling to the ground. A snarling wolf pinned me, its red eyes burning with fury. Theo wailed in my arms as I struggled, adrenaline pumping through my veins. Before the wolf could strike, an arrow pierced its side, and it collapsed with a gurgling whimper. Kael loomed over me, crossbow in hand. Relief bubbled up, but it vanished the second I saw his expression. “Kael,” I croaked. “Help me.” He didn’t move. His eyes, once filled with warmth, were now void of anything human. “Kael!” I screamed, desperation clawing at me. But he turned and walked away. My chest ached, but I forced myself to my feet, clutching Theo. Smoke burned my lungs as I stumbled through the chaos, searching for Elias. A sharp, searing pain ripped through my side, and I collapsed to the ground. My vision blurred, but I could see the faint outline of someone stepping toward me. “Selene.” Aria’s voice was soft, almost tender, but it cut deeper than any blade. I looked up at her, tears streaming down my face. “Where’s Elias?” Her golden eyes glinted with something dark. Guilt? Maybe. But there was no mistaking the cold determination beneath it. “Elias will live,” she said, kneeling beside me. “Theo deserves a chance too. You wouldn’t understand, Selene, but this… this is the only way.” “No… no, please…” She didn’t say anything else. She stood and disappeared into the smoke with Elias, leaving me with her dying son and a shattered heart as darkness pulled me under. Chapter 2 I woke up to the sharp sting of cold air biting at my skin. The forest around me was eerily quiet, the smell of smoke and blood still clinging to my senses. My body ached in ways I couldn’t describe—my ribs felt shattered, my head throbbed, and my side burned where the wound refused to stop bleeding. But none of it compared to the emptiness in my arms. I looked down and froze. It wasn’t Elias. Theo. Aria’s son, not mine. His tiny face was pale, his body fragile as he squirmed weakly in my hold, letting out soft, pitiful cries. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head as tears blurred my vision. “No, no, no!” Elias was gone. My sweet baby boy, ripped from me by the people I trusted most. Kael, my mate. Aria, my best friend. I hugged Theo tightly, my chest heaving as sobs wracked my broken body. My tears soaked his blanket, but his cries only grew louder, more desperate. He was hungry. I couldn’t stop myself. I shifted my grip, letting him latch onto my upper body. The action was instinctual, automatic, and as his tiny lips worked to feed, my heart shattered all over again. I was feeding him, comforting him, while my own son—my Elias—was out there somewhere, stolen from me. The pain became unbearable, my sobs turning into choked bursts as I glanced down at Theo. His face was still pale, his little hands barely moving. He was sick, fragile, clinging to life just like I was. My hand trembled as I brushed his hair back. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “You didn’t ask for this. None of this is your fault.” I forced myself to focus. Theo needed me. I couldn’t break down, not yet. But my body had other plans. Every inch of me screamed in agony as I shifted, trying to stand. The wound on my side sent a sharp, searing pain through my torso, and I crumpled back to the forest floor. I couldn’t walk. I bit down on a cry, clutching Theo close to my chest. You have to move. I dropped to my knees, dragging myself forward with one arm while holding Theo with the other. The forest seemed endless, the trees towering above me like silent witnesses to my misery. Each inch forward felt like a mile. My vision blurred, black spots creeping in as blood dripped steadily from my side. My breaths grew ragged, each one more painful than the last. I tried to focus, tried to keep going, but my strength was fading. The world tilted, and I collapsed, unable to go any further. My fingers tightened around Theo, who whimpered weakly in my arms. I was going to die here. And Theo—he wouldn’t survive without me. The thought sent fresh tears streaming down my face. My lips parted, but no sound came out as I tried to scream, to cry for help. And then I heard it. A voice. Low, gruff, and unfamiliar. “She’s still alive. Barely.” I tried to open my eyes, but darkness swallowed me whole. --- When I woke up, everything was wrong. The air smelled of damp earth and faint ash, and the hum of voices filled the space around me. My body felt lighter, like someone had taken the weight of the world off my chest, but the dull ache in my side reminded me I was far from healed. I opened my eyes slowly, squinting against the dim light. I wasn’t in the forest anymore. The walls were rough stone, the flicker of a fire casting dancing shadows across them. I was lying on a makeshift cot, soft blankets wrapped around me. Theo. I shot up, panic flooding my veins, but the pain in my side forced me back down with a hiss. “Relax,” a voice said, firm but not unkind. I turned my head and saw him. A man stood near the fire, his broad shoulders outlined by the flickering light. His face was sharp, rugged, and partially hidden beneath a mess of dark hair. His eyes, cold and calculating, met mine as he stepped closer. “You’re safe,” he said, his tone clipped. “Where’s Theo?” I rasped, my throat dry and voice barely audible. He gestured toward a small basket near the fire. Theo was there, wrapped snugly in a blanket, his soft breathing steady and calm. Relief washed over me, tears springing to my eyes. The man didn’t say anything else, just watched me, his expression unreadable. “Who are you?” I managed to whisper. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he crouched beside me, his intense gaze locked on mine. “You’re in rogue territory now,” he said finally. “And if you want to live, you’re going to have to prove you’re worth keeping alive.” Chapter 3 I nodded weakly, unsure of what else to do. My body was too broken to argue, too exhausted to fight. The man straightened, his piercing gaze never leaving me. “I know who you are,” he said, his voice calm but carrying a weight I couldn’t ignore. “You’re Luna Selene. Kael’s mate. The Scarlet Moon Pack’s Luna.” Hearing my title, my connection to Kael, sent a sharp pain through my chest. He was my mate. My husband. The man who was supposed to protect me. The man who betrayed me. “And you know what else?” he added, his tone growing darker. “We’re the ones who attacked your celebration.” His words hit me like a slap. My breath caught, and anger surged through me like wildfire. “You what?” I hissed, forcing myself to sit up despite the stabbing pain in my side. My hands curled into fists. “You’re the reason my pack is in shambles? You killed them? You destroyed everything?” I didn’t even think. My hand shot out, ready to slap him, but he caught my wrist with ease. His grip wasn’t tight, just firm enough to stop me. “Before you lose yourself in anger,” he said coldly, “you might want to hear the rest of the story.” I glared at him, my chest heaving with rage and pain. “I saw him,” he continued, his tone unwavering. “Your Alpha. Your mate. I saw Kael put an arrow in your side.” His words stopped me cold. My body froze, my mind racing to catch up. “No…” I whispered, shaking my head. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” he countered. “I saw it with my own eyes. He shot you. Then he ordered his warriors to drag you to the border and throw you out like trash. With the baby.” The baby. Theo. Not Elias. The image of Kael standing on that tree stump, commanding his warriors, flashed in my mind. The way he looked at me—cold, empty, like I was nothing. Tears welled up in my eyes, spilling down my cheeks before I could stop them. “No,” I repeated, my voice cracking. “He wouldn’t. He’s my mate.” “Your mate?” the man scoffed, letting go of my wrist. “Does a mate betray you? Leave you to die? You think I’m the monster? I lost five warriors in that ambush, but nothing—nothing—compares to the betrayal you just lived through.” I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move. His words crushed me, every syllable driving the knife of betrayal deeper into my heart. Kael shot me. He ordered me thrown out. And Aria… my best friend… she took Elias. She took my son and left me to die. The pain was unbearable, suffocating, like I couldn’t draw a full breath. My vision blurred with tears, and I crumpled, clutching my knees as sobs wracked my body. “I—I trusted them,” I choked out, the words barely audible. “Kael… Aria… they were my family.” “And they betrayed you,” the man said flatly, no sympathy in his tone. “Now, you have a choice. You can lay here and die like they wanted, or you can get up, survive, and figure out what you’re going to do about it.” His words hung in the air, heavy with challenge. I wiped at my tears, my hands trembling. I didn’t know who this man was, or why he’d saved me after attacking my pack. But one thing was clear: Kael and Aria had left me to die. And somehow, I was still alive. “I’ll survive,” I whispered, my voice shaking but resolute. “For Theo. For Elias.” The man nodded, a flicker of approval in his eyes. “Good. Then you’d better rest. You’ll need your strength.” Chapter 4 That night, I couldn’t stop crying. No matter how hard I tried to hold it together for Theo, the tears kept coming, silent and endless. My heart felt like it had been torn into pieces, and every memory of Kael only made the pain worse. I used to think he was perfect. The way he loved me… it felt like a dream. I remember how he stood up to my father—my father, the most powerful Alpha I’d ever known—just to be with me. Kael was only a low rank werewolf. “Selene is my mate,” Kael had said, his voice firm, even as my father glared at him. “I’ll prove I’m worthy of her.” And he did. Over and over again. My father eventually stepped down and gave Kael the title of Alpha. Kael led the Scarlet Moon Pack with strength and grace. I was so proud of him. So in love with him. But then Aria came back. She’d been gone for years, traveling abroad, training with different packs, and growing into her role as Beta. When she returned, I was thrilled to see my best friend again. She's like a sister to me. But Kael… something shifted in him the moment she walked back into our lives. I remember catching them once, late at night. I’d gone looking for Kael, expecting to find him in the study, but instead, I found him with Aria. They were standing too close, their voices hushed. “What are you going to do about it?” Aria had whispered. “I’ll handle it,” Kael replied, his tone tense but soft. When they saw me, they froze. Kael quickly stepped away from her, his face unreadable. “What’s going on?” I’d asked, my stomach twisting. “Nothing,” Kael said, forcing a smile. “We were just talking about the patrols.” But I wasn’t stupid. There was something else. Something they weren’t telling me. Later, I couldn’t shake the image of the way he looked at her. His eyes… they sparkled in a way I hadn’t seen in so long. Still, I dismissed it. I trusted him. I trusted Aria. When I finally confronted him about it, I’d been so nervous. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I asked, “Kael… is there something going on between you and Aria?” He’d looked hurt, almost offended. “Selene, no. How could you even think that? You’re my mate. My Luna. Don’t you trust me?” “I do,” I’d said quickly, desperate to believe him. “I just… I saw the way you two were talking, and I—” “It’s nothing,” he’d interrupted, pulling me into his arms. “I promise. Trust me. Trust us. Aria’s your best friend. She loves you, Selene.” I wanted so badly to believe him. So I did. Even when I overheard them talking about a pregnancy, I brushed it off. It wasn’t my place to assume. Aria was allowed her privacy. And Kael… Kael would never betray me. But now, lying here in a strange place, with Theo snuggled against my chest, I couldn’t stop replaying all those moments in my head. The late-night talks. The stolen glances. The lies I told myself because I loved him too much to see the truth. Kael and Aria had been betraying me all along. I cried harder, clutching Theo tighter, as if holding him could somehow stop the pieces of my broken heart from scattering any further. I’d given Kael everything—my trust, my love, my whole life—and he’d thrown it all away. And Aria… the woman I called my sister, my confidante… she’d taken it all from me. My mate. My child. My place in the pack. I wiped at my tears, but they kept falling. It felt like the betrayal would never stop hurting. “I trusted you,” I whispered into the darkness, my voice cracking. “I trusted both of you.” But they hadn’t cared. They’d left me to die. Theo stirred against me, his tiny hand gripping my shirt. His soft, fragile breaths were the only thing anchoring me to reality. I took a shaky breath and pressed a kiss to his head. I couldn’t break. Not now. He might not be my son but he needed me. Chapter 5 The days blurred into weeks. I was still weak, my body still recovering from the wounds Kael had inflicted, but I forced myself to move, to adapt. I couldn’t afford to fall apart. Not with Theo depending on me. Thorne, the rogue leader, made his presence known early on. He was a tall, imposing man with silver hair and piercing dark eyes that always seemed to see too much. He rarely smiled, and when he spoke, it was with the kind of authority that demanded attention. “Selene,” he said one morning, watching me struggle through a set of push-ups with the other rogues. “You want to survive here? You’ll need to work harder than that.” I glared at him, my arms trembling as I pushed myself up again. “I didn’t ask for your help,” I snapped. “No,” he said coolly, crossing his arms. “But I’m giving it anyway. You’ve got fire, Luna. But fire alone won’t save you out here.” Hearing him call me “Luna” stung every time. I wasn’t a Luna anymore. Not to Kael. Not to anyone. The rogues were tough—physically, mentally, emotionally. They trained relentlessly, honing their skills with a kind of brutal efficiency that left no room for weakness. I tried to keep up, but it wasn’t easy. My body was still healing, and I’d never trained like this before. Thorne made it clear he had no patience for excuses. “You’re too soft,” he said after one particularly grueling session. “Your pack pampered you.” I clenched my fists, anger bubbling up inside me. “I’m not soft. I survived being betrayed by my own pack. I survived being left for dead.” Thorne studied me, his gaze sharp. “Then prove it.” The other rogues weren’t any kinder. Most of them didn’t trust me, and I couldn’t blame them. To them, I was just another pack wolf—a Luna who didn’t belong in their world. But Theo… Theo was a different story. After weeks turn into months… He’d started bonding with the rogues in ways I hadn’t expected. One of the younger men, a lanky wolf, often played with him, making funny faces and coaxing little giggles out of him. An older woman, had taken to knitting tiny blankets for him in her spare time. And then there was Thorne. I caught him one evening, crouched beside Theo with a surprisingly soft expression on his face. Theo reached out and grabbed a strand of Thorne’s silver hair, giggling as he gave it a tug. “You’ve got a strong grip, little one,” Thorne murmured, his voice unusually gentle. I watched from the shadows, my chest tightening. It was bittersweet, seeing Theo like this—seeing him smile and laugh when I was still grieving for Elias. I couldn’t help but wonder: if Elias were here, would he have bonded with these rogues too? The thought made my heart ache, but I shoved it aside. I couldn’t afford to dwell on what I’d lost. While we were resting after a brutal training session, a healer among the rogues came to me. She was an older woman with wild, silver hair and kind eyes, but there was a sharpness to her that made her more than just a healer. “Selene,” she said softly, her voice low as she approached me. “I’ve been watching your ‘son’.” My heart froze. “Theo?” I asked, my voice tight. “Yes,” she replied. “He’s sick, isn’t he?” I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. I hadn’t told anyone about the illness that had been slowly consuming him. But the truth was, I’d been afraid to admit it to myself, let alone anyone else. The healer’s eyes softened with empathy. “There’s something that might help him,” she said, her gaze flickering to the distant horizon. “A rare herb that grows in Scarlet territory. It’s heavily guarded, but it could heal him.” I felt a surge of hope, something I hadn’t allowed myself to feel in a long time. “What kind of herb?” She hesitated, as if weighing her words. “It’s called moon’s touch. It’s said to have healing properties that can cure almost any illness, but it only grows in one place—deep within the heart of Scarlet territory. The pack guards it with their lives.” My chest tightened. Scarlet territory. My territory. Where Kael’s warriors would no doubt hunt me down if they saw me. But Theo needed it. If there was even a chance to save him… I had to try. “Can you help me?” I asked, my voice raw with desperation. The healer nodded. “I can. But you’ll have to get it yourself. No one can enter that land without being detected. Not unless you can move through the shadows, unnoticed.” I clenched my fists, determination settling in my bones. This was my chance. My only chance. “Then I’ll do it,” I said, my voice hard with resolve. And as I stood there, looking out into the wilderness, I realized something else. I wasn’t just fighting for Theo anymore. I was fighting for my own survival, for the vengeance I’d promised myself. For my son, Elias. The Scarlet Moon Pack had betrayed me, but they would learn that I wasn’t someone they could discard so easily. I’d find the moon’s touch. I’d heal Theo. And then… take my son, Elias from Kael and Aria."	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