The Night He Cast Me Out

I pushed open the penthouse door with twin heartbeats fluttering inside me and a wrapped gift in my hands—and found my husband's ex-girlfriend laughing in his lap, champagne glasses raised, divorce papers already drawn. He ripped the Luna pin from my throat in front of the pack council and told me to be gone by morning. He didn't know I was eight weeks pregnant. He didn't know I'd sign nothing. And he certainly didn't know that the woman he'd spend three years searching for—the mysterious Ms. Z who built a twelve-million-dollar empire from a studio apartment four hundred miles north—was the same Luna he threw away in the rain. Now Sebastian Blackwood is kneeling in my garden with our twin sons asleep upstairs, the mate bond still burning between us like a wound that won't close, begging for a chance he never earned. He's transferred half his empire into a trust I control. He's exiled Celeste. He's offering me everything. But I didn't spend three years clawing my way back to power just to let him decide my fate again—so when he asks me to choose him, I tell him to earn it first, one Saturday morning at a time... and wonder if the man who cast me out in the dark can ever become the mate who deserves to stand in my light.