I'm in the Packhouse. Can't believe my mate holds another female werewolf's hand and says she's his true mate. I smile and accept the rogue. Because, I'm reborn with the Moon Goddess's help. To escape last life's tragic end, I'll change. I pick Theodore, the Lycan King's illegitimate son, as my ally. But fate tricks me. He's my true mate. When I'm doubting about trusting the Moon Goddess again for a second chance, my ex-mate shows up. He's in tears, crying about his faults, begging me to return.
View MoreVanya’s POV
I jolted awake, my vision slowly sharpening as I realized I was in my bedroom, not the storage room of the pack hospital.
Turning my head, I noticed the absence of my mate beside me.
Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door shattered the silence.
Startled, I called out, “Who is it?”
No response. Instead, the door swung open, and a familiar figure hurried inside—Jenny, an Omega responsible for cleaning the Packhouse.
“Luna Vanya, you need to come to the Packhouse. Now.” Jenny’s voice trembled with urgency.
She hesitated for a moment, lips parted as if she wanted to say more, but ultimately remained silent.
“I understand.” I didn’t press for details. Instead, I got up immediately.
As I reached the entrance of the Packhouse, I stopped in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat.
There, in the heart of the Packhouse, stood my mate—Alpha Cliff—holding the hand of a petite young woman.
She stole a quick glance at me, and for the briefest moment, I swore I saw a triumphant smirk flash across her face.
“Luna Vanya, what are you doing here?” Cliff—my legal husband, my mate, and the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack—addressed me with an air of superiority.
“If I remember correctly, I am the Luna of the Silver Moon Pack. That means I can go anywhere in this pack’s territory.”
I stepped inside, my presence silencing the entire room.
All activity ceased, and every eye turned toward us.
Cliff gave me a measured look before speaking. “Let me introduce you—this is Melinda Coleman, my student.”
“And?” I asked, my voice steady.
Noticing where my gaze had landed—on their joined hands—Cliff cleared his throat. “I discovered today that Melinda is my true mate. But I want to reassure you—our bond as mates and your position as Luna remain unchanged. I promise you that.”
His words felt like a cruel joke.
“I can’t reject Melinda right now,” he continued. “If I do, my wolf will spiral out of control, and it will weaken the entire pack. You know how vital a wolf’s instincts and emotions are to our people. I have to consider that.”
I let out a cold, silent laugh. The same excuse. Always the same excuse.
Our mating had been an arranged union between two powerful packs, meant to forge an alliance and strengthen both sides.
Cliff’s family sought to solidify their power through this marriage.
I, the daughter of the Alpha of the Thunder Pack, was raised to lead. Trained from birth to be the perfect Luna, I dedicated myself to mastering pack politics, conflict resolution, and caring for my people. I didn’t aspire to be just another wolf in the pack—I was meant to lead.
For the Silver Moon Pack, I was the ideal Luna.
Cliff and I had known each other for years before our marriage. We had dated, and he had been nothing but devoted and passionate.
When he proposed, he swore that even if he ever found his true mate, he would reject her.
Now, I was a respected Luna, admired by the pack.
I glanced around the room, taking in the shocked expressions of my pack members.
But not everyone seemed surprised.
In the corner stood Elliot, the Silver Moon Pack’s Beta. Arms crossed, silent, his face unreadable.
But the one most stunned was me.
Cliff’s words echoed in my head, and I instinctively reached out to my wolf. *This isn’t real. This can’t be happening.*
Because I had already lived through this.
Moments ago, I had been in the pack hospital’s storage room, writhing in pain.
I had been poisoned with wolfsbane, weakened, unable to shift.
Rogues had ambushed me at the border, slashing my abdomen open. Blood had poured from the wound, and without my wolf’s healing, I had been helpless.
“You might as well cry now while you still have the strength.”
Melinda had leaned casually against the doorframe, a cruel smile on her lips.
“Call Alpha Cliff,” I had begged weakly. “He’s my mate. Please…”
When a werewolf is on the brink of death, only their mate can restore their strength through the mate bond.
“I think you still don’t understand,” Melinda had said, her voice dripping with mock sympathy. “Alpha Cliff doesn’t want to see you.”
I had gasped for air, struggling to sit up. “Why? Why are you doing this? Why take everything from me—my mate, my pack—?”
“A dead woman doesn’t need answers.”
She had turned away, walking leisurely as if she had all the time in the world.
A tear had slipped down my cheek as my life drained away.
*This isn’t fair. If I had another chance, I’d do everything differently.*
And then—
I had woken up.
Back in my bedroom.
By the will of the Moon Goddess, I had been reborn.
And now, as Cliff stood before me, justifying his betrayal, I realized the truth—
The Moon Goddess had sent me back in time.
To the moment one month after I became Luna of the Silver Moon Pack.
Why had she chosen this point in time? Why not earlier, before I ever accepted Cliff’s proposal?
I didn’t know.
But what I did know was this—
I would not make the same mistakes again.
A slow, bitter smile curled my lips.
“It seems you’ve forgotten the promise you once made.”
Third Person's POV"I..." Vanya was about to speak, her voice still tinged with barely suppressed emotion, when Derrick's voice came from outside the door: "Theodore, the stuff you asked me to get..."Derrick's voice trailed off as he took in the scene.His pupils instinctively shrank to slits before quickly returning to normal, and the packaged gourmet food he was carrying nearly slipped from his grip.Theodore's cold cedar pheromones were like icy blades, openly suppressing the entire room.Vanya hastily stepped back, putting distance between herself and Theodore. The wolf hairs on the back of her neck prickled with tension, and her lily pheromones rippled with disarray.Derrick noticed Theodore's grim expression—the cold in his slit pupils nearly freezing—and immediately realized he'd interrupted something.His cedar and malt pheromones trembled ingratiatingly, "I could... leave?""Don't go! I need you here!"
Third Person's POVCliff clutched at the last straw, his pheromones surging with agitation, his pupils quivering with urgency."I know you dislike her. I've stopped sponsoring her and deleted all her contacts. Vanya, I'm sincere...""Let go!" Vanya shrugged off his hand, her movements sending a sharp gust of air his way. "You've already slept with Melinda. Isn't this too late?""What..." Cliff froze, his cedar pheromones solidifying, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints, wolf hairs on his ears bristling as if all his strength was sapped."How did you know?""Are you asking me now?"Vanya's lily pheromones were laced with undisguised contempt, piercing him like icicles. "You paraded Melinda around everywhere, making it clear she was your darling. Now you stand here, spouting hypocrisy."Cliff used to take Melinda everywhere, flaunting her as his favorite. Now he still hugged her and spoke hypocritical words."Melinda's at th
Third Person's POVSabrina, sensing she had Vanya cornered, urged Melinda, "What's the story? Spill it.""I'm not sure if it's true, but there were rumors in school... that Vanya had a sugar daddy.""Sugar daddy?" Sabrina immediately sneered, "No wonder she's so pretty. So she really does this kind of thing.""I'm telling you this because I trust you. Don't spread it. Just keep it to yourself," Melinda said."Rest assured, I won't breathe a word. I don't want to put you in a tough spot," Sabrina assured, eager to ingratiate herself with Melinda, the graduate student from Wolfe and Cliff's rumored link, now introduced by Evans himself.Seeing Sabrina taken in by her tale, Melinda's lips curled in triumph.After work, Vanya hurried to the M Group, decisions awaited her tonight.But Melinda stopped her. "Vanya, I need to talk. Got a minute?""Not interested," Vanya said, dismissing her.Melinda blocked her path. "It'
Third Person's POVThat afternoon, Melinda spotted Vanya's internship details in the graduate class group's internship list.Seeing that Vanya was interning at the Thompson Group, she smiled slyly.Melinda promptly called the general manager of the Thompson Group.Thanks to her past appearances with Cliff at various events, she still had connections, and the call was soon returned.General Manager Evans greeted Melinda personally, exclaiming, "Miss Coleman, it's an honor to have you intern with us!""Thank you. I know the Thompson Group and Alpha Cliff have had collaborations, so I thought interning here could offer valuable experience," Melinda replied smoothly, hinting at her ties to Cliff.Evans smiled—everyone knew Cliff often brought Melinda to events.Rumors suggested Cliff was clearing past relationships for Melinda. Evans didn't want to cross a potential future Mrs. Todd."Look at that woman— who is s
Third Person's POV"Got it," Vanya said, about to leave when Sabrina remarked with a sneer, "Some interns don't focus on work but on men. Young people these days really pollute the workplace atmosphere."Vanya ignored her—no point explaining to someone like that."Did you hear? Calvert picked this intern as his assistant. Wonder what's between them," colleagues gossiped."What could it be? She probably used her looks to charm him," they speculated."The other day, I even caught her sneaking a meeting with Calvert in the hallway. With a face like hers, I didn't expect..."Employees at Thompson Group were always gossiping.Vanya, there for a month-long internship per school requirements, had heard it all before.When Calvert's agent called her over, everyone stared."You know, you getting me on this shoot has made me a target for every woman here," Vanya said with a touch of helplessness."Even if I hadn't, yo
Third Person's POV"Of course it's Vanya. Since you two have no feelings, there's no need to cling to each other. Vanya has met someone better, and you, Alpha Cliff, also have someone you like. You should learn to set her free," Aldridge said cautiously, his voice trembling ever so slightly.The faint woodsy pheromones around him grew erratic with tension, and the wolf hairs on the back of his neck prickled—he could sense the impending explosion of aura from Cliff."Bang!"The heavy wooden table shook violently from a slap, sending splinters flying as Cliff surged to his feet.His cedar pheromones, thick with sulfurous rage, exploded into the air. An invisible aura smashed into Aldridge, making him hold his breath and his knees weaken.Cliff's pupils narrowed into vertical slits in his fury, gleaming with the cold, wolfish light.Silver-gray wolf hair bristled at his knuckles, his nails hardening and lengthening visibly, nearly
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