The Lonely Luna

Diana has always been the smallest thing in her pack — the girl with strange feelings that are always right, the one her brother's friends laughingly call the runt. She isn't unhappy. She has her mother's ribbon-tied mornings, her big brother's teasing, and one perfect night at the pack Ball, dancing around the bonfire with a handsome stranger who looks at her like she matters.

Then the night breaks open.

By dawn her village is ash, her family is gone, and the boy she danced with has vanished into the smoke. Diana buries her dead with her own hands, walls off the ruin, and lets the forest become her whole world: one girl, one orphaned pup, and a promise never to need anyone again.

For three years, it almost works.

Then an Alpha crashes into her life — literally — and the touch of his hand sets off sparks she cannot deny. Christopher is patient, stubborn, and maddeningly certain of exactly one thing: Diana is his mate, and he intends to be worthy of her, even when she bites. Rescued from her ruin and carried into his pack, Diana has to relearn everything she buried — friendship, laughter, trust — while a whole community of wary strangers decides what to make of its half-feral new luna. The tension between her and Christopher smolders through every look, every almost, every argument that ends a little too close. And when it finally catches fire, the doors close discreetly on whatever follows; the morning after is warm, smug, and entirely left to the imagination.

But the past is not finished with her.

Paul, the boy from the ball, is alive. He has spent three years building an obsession around the girl he could not kill, and he wants his Diana back — no matter whose pack has to burn. And something stranger than Paul is stirring. Diana's "feelings" are waking into a true gift, a sight that lets her hear the dead, and the loudest voice of all belongs to the mother she lost. Her message is impossible, heartbreaking, and impossible to ignore: everything Diana believes about the night of the fire is wrong, and the truth has been waiting for her all along.

To claim her future, Diana has to walk straight back into her past — through rogue attacks and silver-laced traps, through grief she has never allowed herself to feel, and through a secret that rewrites everyone she ever mourned. She was the girl who buried her whole world. She is about to become the Luna who builds a bigger one.

The Lonely Luna is a complete werewolf romance about grief, healing, and found family: a sharp-tongued heroine who talks to ghosts, an Alpha who falls first and falls hard, a wolf pup with no dignity, a best friend who kept a three-year promise, and enough slow-burn tension to singe your eyebrows. Perfect for readers who crave mates-bond angst, haunted family secrets, banter-filled pack life, and a lonely girl who swears she will never love again — right up until she does.