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Alpha’s Vow: Reclaiming his lost Luna Novel Cover

Alpha’s Vow: Reclaiming his lost Luna

Alpha Kaelen is left shattered when his fated mate, Elara, vanishes during a brutal siege on their pack. Presumed dead by many, he refuses to abandon hope, fueled by a sacred vow to find her. Years later, a mysterious warrior with Elara’s eyes appears, but she remembers nothing of their past. Kaelen must battle rival packs and internal treachery to reclaim his lost Luna and unlock the secrets behind her disappearance before they lose everything.
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Chapter 1

CYRUS CARTER,

NEW YORK,

Present

"You look extremely miserable Cy, is Kiana giving you a hard time again?" Dylan asked his boss and cousin who was sitting behind his huge mahogany desk.

Cyrus Carter is 33 the youngest senator who was born as a pure-blood

Alpha lifted his gaze from the file he was reviewing for the first time since he arrived at his office almost half an hour ago.

"She never gave me a hard time Ian. She is still adjusting and--"

"Oh, for f*ck's sake Cyrus, it's been 3 years since her mother left you both! For how long are you going to fool yourself? Kiana needs her father, you need to take a f*ck*ng break so you could take care of her since you already kick out Ky--"

"Don't you dare mention that name in front of me again, Dylan! Besides, who the f*ck gave you the right to yell at me in my office?" Cyrus cuts his words off before he can get a word out.

The older alpha looks at him with equally sharp eyes, unfazed.

"Why don't you fire me then? You took me in as your legal advisor, but before we had any of these titles to our names, you are my cousin Cyrus, and seeing you living your life like this does not sit right with me. At least take a break. Spend time with your daughter and maybe she would finally...well, adjust to your situation." Dylan’s voice softened once he mentioned his niece.

Cyrus sighed. He hated Dylan’s silence most of the time, but he hated it even more.

Whenever the older opens his mouth and gives him a piece of advice regarding how he fathers his only daughter, his princess...his Kiana.

"You know I can't just take a break, Dylan. I have duties and responsibilities as---"

"And this is why we are here Cy. You have a whole office of staff to do things for you. Besides, you can always work at home. I am here and you know that I can do your work even faster than you do if you will just let me do it." Dylan tries to convince his cousin because Cyrus looks tired beyond repair.

Cyrus Carter does not even have time to cut his hair, he usually just ties it messily.

He wears his suit jacket on top of a plain white shirt and jeans just to look presentable, too. It’s sad to watch. He barely has time for himself to talk less of his daughter.

He is filthy rich not only because he is a politician and the one and only heir of the Carters, but also because of his own business. He owns the famous AZURE. GOLD, a restaurant chain with a lot of branches not only in the US but all over Asia, Europe, and Africa too. He was able to do this at a very young age.

 Cyrus is indeed more than a good catch. He is a total package because aside from being a billionaire, the young alpha is also smart. He graduated as a lawyer and got the highest grade point average in the BAR exam in his year.

He was the most sought bachelor in the country. People knew him for his charm and kindness. 

He started his business as soon as he graduated high school since he inherited his mom's talent for cooking.

 No one expected him to take up Law as his degree when he went to college, but because he wanted to please his father, he finished the course with flying colors.

His father had planned everything about his life out. He decided to let one of his older cousins Erica manage his restaurant since he chose to focus on Law as directed by his father. His father who was a politician and an Assemblyman at the time began to introduce him to his colleagues and started involving him in politics too.

At first, Cyrus was hesitant to follow the path his father is leading him. But in the end, he also learned to love what he did. He enjoys meeting new people, helping their constituents, and making changes.

He started a foundation. He started reaching out to improvised areas. And when his cousin suggested opening another foundation in another province, he did not hesitate to agree. He contacted his old colleagues and asked them for help with his plans.

They guided him. He was young back then, He was full of passion to help the poor. He was there for a reason but never in his life did he think of meeting the person who could make his heart race.

For the first time, Cyrus Carter’s sleeping wolf was awakened by the scent that almost drove him crazy that day.

On the day of the first snowfall, he met his mate, his fated...he finally saw her. He saw ARIA THOMSON.

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