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Who Is She?

Auteur: Felycia Shatt
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-18 04:11:32

Mabella's POV

"State your position on the matter, Luna."

Elder Bowen's voice was patient, but the twelve pack members sitting in the dispute hall were not, and I could feel their impatience from the front of the room, like something physical pressing against my chest.

Two families. The Kades and the Morrens. A boundary dispute over grazing territory that had been simmering for three years and had finally boiled over into a physical altercation involving two teenage sons and a broken fence post.
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    Mabella's POV“You handled it well.”Alfredo’s voice was soft as we left the healer’s hall. Cael was with Fred now, the careful untangling finally underway. I knew I should’ve felt that clean sense of relief, the kind that comes when a problem’s finally being solved.But I didn’t.All I felt was tired.Not the kind you fix with sleep. This was the heavy kind, from days spent constantly alert, strategizing, never letting yourself fall behind. The kind of tired that settles in after you’ve been running so long, you start to fear stopping more than you fear the next sprint.“Mabella.” Alfredo’s tone nudged at me.“I know,” I said. “I’m fine.”“You said that last time too.”“And I was fine last time.” I tried to sound like I believed it.“You were managing,” he replied. “That’s not the same.”I glanced over at him. He didn’t flinch. I always found that irritating...and honestly, it’s one of the things I love about him.“One hour,” he said. “No Fred. No pack drama. No Cael. No voicemail. J

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   “Mercy Is the Luna’s Weapon”

    Mabella's POV“Where is he?”Vida glanced up from her work when I came in, clocked my mood right away, and put whatever she was holding aside.“Back room,” she told me, voice low. “Restocking the herbs.”I walked through.The first surprise was how young Cael was...nineteen, twenty at the very most. He had that cautious, almost invisibly careful way about him that comes from learning to stay under the radar young. He was shifting bundles of dried herbs around with his back to me, so focused he didn’t even hear me come in.“Cael.”He turned. His face flickered...a whole storm of emotions...and then settled into something careful, blank. There it was: he knew exactly why I was here. No question.“Luna,” he said. Voice-controlled.We just looked at each other for a few beats. He was scared, and not the put-on kind. This was real...the fear that settles in the way someone holds their jaw, or sits so still, bracing for something they’ve known was coming.“Sit down,” I said, and he dropped

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   “When the Luna Takes the Lead”

    Alfredo's POVThe way Fred laid the folded paper on the table told me this wasn’t routine. “Dare’s mate came to me this morning,” he said. “Not about Dare.”I reached for the paper, feeling heat in my palms.“Sefia?” I asked, keeping my voice steady but low.“She’s distributing the letters,” Fred said. He’d kept his tone even, but I caught the tension buried underneath. “She’s targeting specific hallways, specific pack members who are still uneasy about the Luna. Never out in the open. Always just slippery enough that no one can pin it on her directly.” He stopped a beat. “She didn’t write the letters herself. But she’s using them. Very deliberately.”I let the paper fall back to the table, the edges crisp and white against the wood. The windows beckoned, so I walked over and stared out. On the surface, the pack grounds looked normal...maybe even cheerful. Warriors drilling in practiced formations, kids ducking between the buildings, sunlight polishing every blade of grass. The pictur

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   “The Eyes Inside My Walls”

    Mabella's POV"Two for two," Sera said from her doorway. She stepped back to let me in before I could say a thing.I walked inside. Her house felt snug and familiar, the same way it had before. She closed the door and gestured to the table. We sat across from each other, morning light streaming in through the one window, those carved wooden figures lined up quietly along the far wall.Two cups were already on the table.She’d been waiting for me."You knew I'd come," I said.She poured tea from a clay pot, still warm from the stove. "I figured you’d show up eventually. Wasn’t sure if it’d be today or tomorrow." She nudged a cup in my direction. "Drink. You look like you haven’t slept properly in three days.""Two," I admitted.She shrugged. "Close enough."I wrapped my hands around the cup and looked at her."Tell me everything," I said. "Not what you told Fred. The whole story."Sera held my gaze. Her eyes always reminded me that she’d seen a lot in forty years."I wasn’t the only on

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   “The Woman They Shouldn’t Have Started With”

    Mabella's POV"Sera Kade lives down in the southern residential block," Fred told me in the hallway outside the Luna quarters the next morning, keeping his voice low. "It's the third house from the east end. She should be home ... she works the dispute table at the morning market on odd days, and today's even.""You already checked her schedule," I said."I check everyone's schedule," Fred said, like it was the most normal thing in the world.I just gave him a look."Three steps back," I reminded him.He started to protest. "I wasn't planning...""Fred," I interrupted.That shut him up. His mouth pressed into a line."I’ll be at the market," he finally said. "In case anything...""Just the market," I said. "Stay away from Sera's door."He nodded, once. And that was settled.When I left, Alfredo was sitting in his mother's room ... same as he did every morning now. He just talked to her about nothing important, filling the air because sometimes that's what someone needs when they're tr

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   “They Started With Her Name”

    Mabella’s POV“She burned water,” I told Alfredo that night, my head on his chest, tucked into the dark.He went quiet for a bit.“How?” he asked.“Vida didn’t explain,” I said. “And honestly, I don’t think the details matter so much. She managed it more than once, apparently.”He repeated, “More than once.”I nodded. “Catastrophically bad. Her words, not mine.”He laughed at that, low and real, and I felt it through his chest. I kept it stashed away where I keep everything important.“She sounds like she was something else,” he said softly.“She burned water,” I pointed out again.“People like that...remarkable people...they can’t cook. It’s kind of the rule,” he said.I squinted up at him, just barely able to make out his face in the dark.“Can you cook?”He paused. “No,” he said.I let my head settle back down. “Remarkable.”“I can make tea, though,” he said, almost hopeful.“Boiling water? That’s your specialty? Because my mother couldn’t manage even that.”He shrugged under me. “

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   Sold Before the Bond

    Mabella's POV"We move in an hour."The rogue said it to Annabella like I wasn't sitting three feet away. Like I was furniture. Like the blindfold they'd tied over my eyes had also switched off my ears.I filed that away.People got careless around things they didn't consider threats.The blindfold

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   The Hall Where Betrayal Sat Smiling

    Alfredo's POV To my father-in-law—but at the same time, I couldn’t bring myself to do so, especially not before the other betas who were like him. That would be my own undoing, as all of them would join together to destroy me. Yet, I couldn’t shake off the thoughts that made me suspect him. I want

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   “The Blood That Chose to Betray Me”

    Mabella's POV I stood before the council as Alfredo had sent for. It was days after I had settled in the pack, days after I had planned to remain in the pack and behave like one of them. Days after I had already made up my mind to stay beside him. After all, he was my fated mate.Many elders were

  • FAT GIRLS can’t be LUNA   “I Am the Luna Now”

    Mabella's POV “Do you think your play will last long?” Annabella’s voice shot at me from the doorway, filled with bitterness and mockery.I didn’t say anything at first. I just watched her as she slowly approached my room, her eyes roaming around every corner.From the marble floor, the huge space

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