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Carrying His Pup, I Rise From Ruin
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Elowen spent three years faithfully waiting for her fated Alpha, Kael, enduring endless mockery and neglect as the weakest Omega of the Silver Pack. But on the blood moon night of their official bond ceremony, she was brutally rejected and publicly disgraced. Kael tore their soul bond apart with his own hands, stripped her of her name, rank, and wolf shift power, and banished her to the deadly wilds to die alone. While she rotted in ruin, he crowned the scheming she-wolf Seraphina as his new Luna. Broken, bleeding, and freezing to death on the barren wilderness, Elowen clung only to the numbness of utter despair—until a tiny, fierce warmth stirred in her belly. A pup. Kael’s unborn child. On the brink of death, the unformed wolf pup unleashed an ancient soul howl, shielding her heart and anchoring her to life. The child who should have been a curse became her only salvation. She lost her pack, her status, her fated bond, and everything she once cherished. But she will not lose this fragile, impossible life. No longer waiting, no longer begging. For her pup, Elowen will rise from the blood and ruin. She will survive the cruel wilds, awaken her sealed forbidden bloodline, and make every person who abandoned and hurt her pay—starting with the Alpha who walked away from his fated mate and his own child. The forgotten Luna has woken. Her ruin is only the beginning of her fury.
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*Archer Station Remnants*
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Beneath Chicago’s ordinary municipal records lies Archer Station—a classified 1970s subterranean engineering project erased from official history. Serena, a sociology researcher, follows her grandmother’s fragmented archival traces to uncover the truth buried in forgotten documents and abandoned city structures. Parallel to her investigation, Killian Voss, heir to the secret maker bloodline, pursues the same cold case independently. No coordination. No alliance. Only overlapping evidence and one invisible institutional entity marked by a strange circular symbol: U.T.G. Two separate paths, one hidden truth concealed in the gaps of public records.
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