When her sister abandons their wedding, illegitimate daughter Seraphina Blackwood is forced to take her place—marrying the most dangerous man in Europe.
Seraphina has lived her entire life in the shadows, the forgotten bastard daughter of a powerful Alpha family. So when her half-sister Isabelle refuses to marry business tycoon Damon Silverstone, Seraphina becomes the perfect substitute bride.
But the moment their lips touch at the altar, everything changes. The mate bond—something that should be impossible between strangers—ignites like wildfire, binding her to the coldest, most ruthless man she's ever met.
Damon Silverstone didn't build his billion-dollar empire by being merciful. Known as the "Ice King" for his calculating nature, he's never let anyone close enough to matter. Until Seraphina. Now he'll destroy anyone who threatens what's his—including her obsessive ex-lover who refuses to let her go.
But their enemies run deeper than jealous suitors. When Seraphina discovers that her former lover is the son of the man who murdered Damon's mother, she realizes she's not just his wife—she's a weapon in a blood feud that's been raging for decades.
As her mysterious abilities awaken and ancient prophecies resurface, Seraphina must choose: remain the victim she's always been, or embrace the power that could make her the most dangerous Luna in supernatural history.
From substitute bride to corporate queen to supernatural royalty—some crowns are won through blood, betrayal, and the courage to claim your destiny.
"I don't need your love. I need your loyalty. And I'll burn down anyone who tries to take you from me."

Time in the Home Dimension flowed like a gentle stream, smooth and predictable. Days were painted in the soft, perpetual twilight Damon had chosen, nights were alive with the gentle glow of the captive moons. It was, as he had promised, a sanctuary. Luna's laughter, once again free and unburdened, echoed across the rolling hills. She ran through fields of glowing flowers without fear, her innate power sparking around her like harmless fireflies, mending a wilting petal here, encouraging a shy sapling there. Here, there were no ripples, no paradoxes, no whispers to amplify. There was only the simple, joyful act of being.


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