The Lycan’s Savage Luna (Wren Tristan & Killian) Book PDF Free

“Man, you wolves are unbelievable,” Kian muttered, tossing his device aside with a low laugh. “Didn’t you say she was just your partner? A sword in your hand, a deal in your ledger?” He shook his head, eyes gleaming with mischief. “Heh. Men.” Still, the amusement didn’t leave his face. He’d seen enough tonight to…

“Because they’re too busy trying to survive,” I muttered. There was a long pause, thick and crackling with disbelief. “You think this is a game, don’t you? You’ll march to Ironhowl tomorrow and apologize.” My wolf bristled. Apologize? To prey? “I’m not apologizing,” I said flatly. “You will. The Moonvale Pack’s alliances are already strained,…

I had found a pup in the forest-tiny, trembling, blood on its flank. I begged my parents to let me keep it, and for once, they agreed. I named him Ember. He followed me everywhere. Until that day. Celestine had cornered him while I wasn’t looking-jealous of the attention, or maybe just because she could….

“The life Wren has should have been yours.” Alpha Remus Vale, Wren’s father, was supposed to be Yuna’s mate. But he’d betrayed her, choosing her younger sister, Luna Evelyn, instead. Heartbroken and deceived, Yuna had fallen straight into Carden’s claws. “If it weren’t for that twist of fate,” Yuna said, “you’d be Alpha Remus’s daughter….

“Out,” he said, voice clipped, wolf pacing beneath the words. “Your grandfather’s lunar day is soon. You promised to help me choose his offerings.” “Later, Mother.” His eyes glowed faintly gold. “Not now.” Her tone cut through the air. “What business could be so urgent? The Moonvale wolves are holding a burial. You have no…

For years, Tristan had carried the weight of his actions with Wren-the fact that he could never seem to be enough, to be there when it mattered. But now, this-this responsibility for Celestine’s fragile state-was too much to bear. Her broken mind, the lies she wove, and the cold, unspoken guilt that followed him wherever…

Her golden eyes met his. “You already did.” He tried again, desperate. “Your father, your mother – they all knew. I begged them not to tell you, because I knew what you’d do. You’d run. You’d burn it all down.” A bitter laugh escaped her. “So you all decided I didn’t deserve the truth.” Silence…

Pain split the air-a sharp thud, the scent of blood. He’d caught his hand in the frame, but didn’t flinch. His eyes burned crimson. “Who’s inside? Why is he here?” “It’s none of your concern.” I frowned, trying to shut the door again. But he shoved it open, fury cracking his restraint. It was the…

But just as that tension threatened to ignite, Wren moved. Her brows furrowed, her back turned to Killian as she slowly approached the bleeding man on the floor. Tristan’s heart flared with new light. He played his part, voice trembling. “Wren… I’m hurt.” That wasn’t entirely a lie-blood stained his lips, his ribs throbbed from…

He paused. “You like this kind of treatment?” I nodded. “Of course. You’re powerful, handsome, you cook, you rescue me from graveyards… who wouldn’t like that?” His lips quirked. “Then agree to be my Luna. You’ll have it every day.” I made an X with my fingers. “Thanks, but no.” He laughed under his breath….