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Chapter 28: She looks familiar
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Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 58: She's my hero
BAILEYI always thought rich kids would act like they owned the world—not like they were trying to disappear inside their own shadows.He doesn’t even tell me his name at first. Just sort of stares at the ground and shrugs when I ask. His shoes are clean, too clean. His cloak is stitched with gold thread at the seams. And the crest on his satchel? That’s from the merchant class. The high one. Which means his parents are probably loaded.But he never talks about them.Never gets picked up after training. Never gets cheered from the edge of the sparring ring like the other kids do.“Where are your parents?” I ask one afternoon after practice, when we’re sitting under the tree near the edge of the field, chewing on dried apple slices I smuggled from the kitchen.He shrugs again. “Busy.”“Doing what?”“Trade stuff.”That’s all I get.I frown. “Don’t they watch you train? Or check your bruises or… I dunno, exist?”He shrugs again. That’s when I realize he’s not being secretive—he honestly d
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 57: Training assessment
BEATRICEToday is the day of my training assessment.I’ve been preparing for this moment for three months, pushing through intense training every single day.This test means everything to me.I don’t realize I’m holding my breath until I see him—and suddenly, the whole damn test feels like a trap.Maxwell.He’s seated at the judges’ table, arms crossed, expression unreadable as always. The other two judges are high-ranking trainers I recognize from the combat rotation—tough but fair. But him? He’s the one person I didn’t expect to see here. The one person who hasn’t said a word to me in weeks.I swallow hard and straighten my spine. If this is a mind game, they’re going to have to try harder.This assessment decides everything.If I pass, I’ll become an official training instructor—no more assistant hours. Just me, teaching, leading, building something that’s mine. A future where Bailey can look at me and know her mother didn’t just survive.She built something from the ashes, startin
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 56: Unusual
BEATRICEI never thought I’d feel this strong again.The final arrow hits dead center with a satisfying thud, and for a full second, no one breathes. Then Gamma Aria’s voice rings out from behind me, sharp and proud. “Perfect.”My chest rises and falls with each breath, sweat trickling down the back of my neck. I lower the bow slowly, staring at the bullseye like it’s lying to me. But it isn’t. I hit it. Dead center.Three months. That’s how long I’ve been here. Training. Bleeding. Falling. Getting back up again.I wipe my hands on my pants, still breathless. “That was the last one?”Aria steps forward, arms crossed, watching me like she’s seeing me for the first time. “That was the last one.”It hits me then—this is it. My final training session. I made it.“Can’t believe it’s over,” I mutter, almost to myself.“You earned every second of this moment,” she replies. “You didn’t just survive, Beatrice. You dominated. You’re faster than half the wolves here, more precise than most, and
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 55: Let the games begin
THALIANo matter how far I rise, it’s only when I’m walking toward him that I feel like I’m finally home.Rogue City stinks of blood, smoke, and rot—but I’ve always found comfort in its chaos. It's the only place where monsters like me aren't judged, just measured by how sharp our teeth are. Every crumbling brick and shadowed alley whispers stories of betrayal and bloodshed. My heels click against the wet stone as I lead Celeste through the narrow streets. She clutches my hand, unaware. Sweet thing. She has no idea how deep this all goes.The guards at the gate don’t question me. They part like the Red Sea at the sight of my face. I smirk. Still loyal. Still afraid. That’s exactly how I like them.Celeste skips ahead toward the blackstone fortress at the edge of the ruins—towering, cracked, and beautiful in its brutality.And standing at the top of the worn steps, arms crossed, is him.The Rogue King, my brother.“Hello, my love,” I breathe.He descends the steps, that slow, dangerous
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 54: Pathetic
ENZOIt’s pathetic, the way I still stare at her picture like it hasn’t already burned itself into the back of my mind.The bottle in my hand is almost empty, and the fire in my throat barely dulls the ache in my chest. Beatrice. Her name tastes like regret. Her face—caught mid-laugh in this stupid photograph—haunts me worse than any enemy ever could.I used to tell myself I didn’t love her.That I never would.But now, with nothing but whiskey and silence to keep me company, I can’t lie to myself anymore.She’s gone.She severed the bond.And somehow, it hurts worse now than when it was still fraying. Because before, there was still a thread—thin, strained—but it was there. Now? Nothing. Just an emptiness I can’t claw my way out of.I take another swig and let my head fall back against the couch. The world spins. Everything’s a blur. The fireplace flickers, casting shadows across the walls, and her picture stares back at me from the table like it’s judging me.“What the fuck do you wa
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 53: Push me away
BEATRICEI’ve faced Lycans, rogues, and an abusive ex — yet somehow, the idea of Bailey knowing I fainted scares me more than any of them.“Please don’t tell her,” I whisper, gripping Gamma Aria’s wrist before she can leave the room. My voice cracks a little. “She doesn’t need to know I collapsed. Not like this.”Aria raises an eyebrow. “She’s your daughter, Beatrice. She deserves to know if something serious happened.”I shake my head, jaw tight. “No. Not this. Not again. She already worries too much. I don’t want her scared every time I push myself too far.”Her expression softens. “She’s not a baby anymore. She’s tougher than you think.”“I know she is. That’s the problem.” I lean back against the pillow, trying to ignore the pounding in my skull. “She already acts older than she should. Because of me. Because of everything I’ve put her through.”There’s a pause. Then Aria sighs. “Fine. I won’t tell her. But you better tell her something. The truth always finds a way to come out.”I
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 52: He's different
BEATRICEI’ve never felt pain creep this slowly into my bones.When I open my eyes, the light above me is cold and sterile. My throat is dry. My arms ache like I’ve been wrung out and stitched back together.But what really stops my breath is him.Maxwell.Sitting right there, beside my bed.He’s got that same stoic expression, arms folded across his chest, eyes like winter steel. It feels like some fever dream—maybe I hit my head harder than I thought. For a second, I honestly wonder if I’m hallucinating.“Maxwell?” My voice is a scratch in my throat.His gaze shifts. “You’re awake.”I blink a few times, trying to focus. “Why are you here?”“You fainted. In the middle of training,” he says flatly. “They rushed you to the hospital. Aria called me.”I try to sit up, but my head spins. “You… came here?”“I was nearby,” he says, as if that makes his presence less startling.He looks so out of place in this white, echoey hospital room. Dressed in black like he belongs to the shadows. And y
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 51: Just tired
BEATRICESome days, I feel like I’m held together by nothing but caffeine and spite.The bell above the bakery door jingles as another customer walks in, but I barely look up. My fingers are covered in powdered sugar and chocolate ganache. My wrists ache from kneading dough since before the sun even rose. I’ve already lost track of how many cakes I’ve decorated today.And still, it’s not enough for him.My boss passes behind me, too close again. His hand brushes my lower back—not hard, just long enough to make my skin crawl. I tense, but I don’t flinch this time. Not anymore.He leans in and murmurs, “You’ve been quiet lately. You know I could use someone with your… attention to detail in the back office.”I grit my teeth. “I’ll stick to the pastries.”He huffs a laugh, like it’s a joke. But I know he’s punishing me.Because not long after that, he doubles my prep list.By the time noon hits, I’ve already rotated three trays of croissants, glazed two dozen fruit tarts, and refilled th
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 50: Bodyguard
BAILEYPeople always say kids don’t notice much — but they’re wrong.I notice everything.I notice how Mama smiles with her lips but not always with her eyes. I notice how she still braids my hair even when her fingers tremble from tiredness. I notice how she hides the receipts behind cookbooks and quietly skips the meat aisle at the market sometimes.I especially notice how tired she looks during training class.She says she loves working here with Gamma Aria, and I believe her. But I also see the dark circles under her eyes, the way she sits down slowly when no one’s watching, how she winces when she lifts the heavy bows during lessons.Today, her smile is softer than usual—more like a whisper than a laugh. I want to ask if she’s okay, but I don’t. She’s the grown-up. I’m just a kid. And I already know what she’ll say.“I’m fine, sweetheart. Just a little tired.”She always says that.And maybe it’s true. But that doesn’t make me feel better.After school, I sit on the steps near the
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