I closed my eyes tightly as I walked toward the center of the crowd. "Everyone, please join me in thanking the Moon Chosen for coming to life and stepping into this crowd to help us with the Kettle of Peace. All hail the Moon Chosen! All hail!" The words rang out in unison, the crowd erupting into a cheer. Even the former Alphas raised their glasses in a mock-toast, their eyes burning with a mixture of pride and bitterness. All eyes were now on me some filled with desperation, others with pride, and many with excitement as they eagerly waited for me to light the Kettle. Their hopes were pinned on me. I walked toward the Kettle, gripping my cloak tightly. God, no. This can’t be happening. But I had prepared myself for the worst. I took a deep breath, steeling myself, and reached out to touch the Kettle. The moment my fingers made contact, I could feel its cold, ancient energy pulse beneath my skin. It was a battle of wills me against this object, this symbol of power and my destr
As soon as I entered the chambers, Cayden gently guided me back to the bed. He helped me remove my clothes, his touch careful yet filled with concern.“I’m still worried about the chunk of your hair that got cut,” he said, his voice laced with worry.I met his gaze, smirking slightly, and forced a smile. "No, I’m not worried about it. It’s fine. Can I just have a moment alone, please?"Cayden hesitated for a moment, studying me. “I hope you’re not regretting anything,” he said, his voice soft but filled with concern.I cut him off, my tone firm. “I’m not regretting anything, Cayden. I just need some time to myself. Please.”He gave me a look of understanding before nodding. “If you need anything, just tell any of the maids. I’ll be at the meeting with the others.”I nodded in response, watching him leave the room, the door softly clicking shut behind him.What just happened? My mind was still reeling. In a world where I could wake up in my favorite book’s protagonist's body, it made s
I stood up and started my wak toward the Alpha Chamber. As I walked, the pack members couldn’t stop greeting me, bowing, and smiling. A few even stopped to congratulate me, their words laced with excitement and gratitude. They were all laughing, their joy almost overwhelming.Wow, this is ridiculous. I thought. They’re acting like I’ve already chosen an Alpha.I hadn’t even made that decision yet, and they were treating me like some kind of deity. What would they do if I chose one of the alphas? Build a statue of me and start worshipping it? Well... that would feel nice, I mused, but it wasn’t a conversation for now.Finally, I spotted the Alpha Room. To my surprise, there were no guards in front of it, as I’d imagined there would be. Without hesitation, I stepped inside.The room was cluttered with strange and unsettling items. Swords, wolf heads, blood bags, and other oddities filled the space. But my focus was only on one thing—the kettle. There it was, sitting majestically atop a
And the perfect opportunity presented itself like a gift on the table. While Cayden was discussing something with that annoying-as-hell Beta and a few other important figures from Blue Moon Spark, the knight, who I figured his name is Philip, walked in. He greeted everyone, then casually strolled over to Cayden’s side and whispered something in his ear. Cayden whispered back, but when he lifted his gaze and met mine across the room, his whole body shook. According to Cayden’s reaction? Nothing. He brushed it off like it was nothing and told him to wait until breakfast was done.I kept eating, stealing glances at Philip, slowly putting food into my mouth, picturing him instead. I swear, I still wanted Cayden but somehow, I wanted this knight even more. I needed to get Cayden out of my head. I didn’t ask for any other men to deal with. So what was I even doing with this one? What did I want? I wasn’t sure. But I had made myself a promise: I would have him. It was my last four days. I n
Soon, the most anticipated night finally arrived. Elena and the other maids had helped me get ready. Apparently, Darren didn’t just have powerful blood and genes — he also had insanely fast hair growth, because the chunk I hacked off during that stupid plan had already grown back."Impressive," I muttered, running my fingers through it.They helped trim it into perfect bangs and dressed me in one of the most beautiful outfits I had ever seen — the sleeves so long they drowned my hands, the fabric flowing around me like water. Even in a male body, I felt like a damn bride."Perfect," I said, spinning a little as my gorgeous cloak billowed around me."Calm down, gorgeous. Save all this drama for your Alpha," Elena teased.I turned to her, smirking. "Don’t worry. You’ll find your Alpha very soon.""I already found him," she said with a dreamy sigh.I blinked. "Who?""Ryan, of course," she said shamelessly.I gasped. "Stay away from Ryan!""Calm down, calm down, you greedy monster," she l
And then I was tossed back into Caden's arms. He grabbed me by the waist and leaned in to whisper,"What did you two talk about?""Nah, it's just an old friend," I said. Caden narrowed his eyes. "I’ve never seen the two of you talk.""Enough with the questions," I said, brushing him off. "Didn’t you say tonight would be about me and you?"He grinned a little. "I did.""Good. First, we need to get out of here."Without hesitation, he pulled me out, leading me through the woods. We moved deeper and deeper until we reached a secluded spot where the trees glowed under a soft, magical light. Right at the center, there was a picnic map laid out carefully, surrounded by plates of food arranged beautifully."This is where we're staying tonight," he said, his voice almost reverent.It was breathtaking—the lights, the trees, the peaceful stream running just beyond the clearing. It all felt surreal like a dream spun into life.I rushed forward and plopped down onto the blanket. Then, stretching
My eyes fluttered open, vision blurry and wet.Pain. God pain everywhere.I tried to move, but my arms wouldn't budge. Thick iron chains clamped around my wrists. I looked down and froze. My legs were jammed inside a bucket, blood spilling over the rim, staining the floor red.What the hell?!Are they collecting my blood?!Fear slammed into my chest. My throat burned."Cay...y...den," I croaked weakly, the name barely leaving my lips. I was in serious trouble. I was going to die.Then, a voice cut through the room, smooth and dripping with venom."Can't believe the Moon Goddess picked someone this dumb to bear the Almighty powers."That voice.That goddamn voice.The voice that once made my stomach flutter now made my blood run cold.Philip.He sat nearby, lazily sipping from a cup, surrounded by a few other men. Realization hit me like a truck.No. No, no, no.What the hell have I done?Rage, shame, and heartbreak crashed over me.Damnit! What the fuck has my stupid heart done to me?
"Darren, Darren, wake up. Darren, wake up. Look at me!"I could feel my body shaking, reality pulling me back in. I fluttered my eyes open and met a pair of red eyes glaring down at me, full of fear and desperation."Thank God you're alive. Thank God," he said, voice thick with emotion.It was Cayden.He pulled me into a tight hug. "I knew you couldn’t die like that. I knew you were stronger than this. Those bastards who played with our lives—they won't get away with it.""Cayden... is that really you?" I croaked."It’s me, my love. Nothing happened to you," he whispered fiercely.But I knew the truth. I had died. I had felt it—the knife sinking in, my existence slipping away.What was happening?I should have died. I should have left this body behind.Instead, I stood outside myself... and then somehow came back.Was this magic? Was I playing with something I didn't understand? Was I flirting with fire without even knowing it?Cayden helped me up quickly, supporting my weak body as h
Cayden and his goons were here.He’d brought the prophets. Three figures, eerie and ancient-looking, and seated himself at the center of the summoning circle like this was some kind of royal ritual.I stood there, clutching the strange mark Elena had found on my neck, fingers trembling. I’d prayed it was just some scar from the seagull attack. Something explainable. But now, I wasn’t so sure.The prophets moved quickly, forming a tight circle around me. Their robes swept the ground as they poured some silver powder onto the floor. I watched in frozen silence as the powder began to shimmer ash white and ghostly forming a glowing ring around me.They started chanting.Low and guttural at first. Then louder. Louder. My ears rang. My vision pulsed. The ash lit up with an unnatural glow, swirling with white light that climbed the air like smoke. My heart slammed against my chest.No. No, no, no. This can’t be happening.They’re going to find out. They’ll know I’m not supposed to be here.
“Who are you? What are you? And why are you always helping me?” I demanded, my voice echoing through the dark void. “Why now?”The cloaked figure tilted its head, slowly. “You are asking the wrong questions.”“What do you mean?” I snapped, frustrated. “Tell me what this is.”The figure’s voice dropped lower, ominous and steady. “You are in danger. That body you wear... it does not belong to you.”A chill slid down my spine.“And to keep it, you will have to make a great sacrifice.”I hesitated. “A sacrifice...?”“Yes. Many. But I’m here to assist you in doing what it takes to hold onto it.”“And why is that?” I asked sharply.“You will understand in time,” the figure replied. “Just consider me... a force you can call upon. A presence in the dark. One that helps you survive.”The silence was sharp.“The power inside you,” they continued, “must be used wisely. You and I will help each other. I need that power inside you to accomplish something... and you need me to blend into this world
Soon enough, night fell.Elena had declared she wouldn’t leave my side. Instead, she took me out into the open.Tonight was a full moon.One by one, they all began to transform—silver fur bursting through the skin, bones reshaping with wild grace. They howled at the moon in unison. Even Cayden joined them.But not me.The Moon Chosen doesn't need to howl.I watched in silence as the sound of their cries echoed into the dark. Then, just as suddenly, it ended. The wolves shifted back to their human forms. Laughter, food, and dancing followed.That’s when Cayden came to me, eyes dark with intent. I knew what he wanted.But Elena stepped between us, gripping his wrist.“No,” she said firmly. “He’s not leaving my side. Not after what happened. He was rigged, nearly killed. Stuff like that won't ever happen again. And besides”—she gave a tight smile—“tomorrow’s my last day with him. Let me steal him, just for tonight. Please.”Cayden looked at me. I nodded.So did Elena.Reluctantly, she le
My breath stalled.All that horniness, the feverish heat, the way my body had just melted into his—it vanished. Gone in a blink. I shoved Caden off, just slightly at first. My hand trembled as I reached for the map.I had to grab it before he saw.But he was faster.Caden snatched it from my reach, eyes scanning. “What’s this about?”I watched, heart hammering.The map… had changed back. Its content was normal again.I exhaled a shaky breath. Relief swept through me.“What happened?” he asked, looking confused. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”“I thought I saw… something,” I muttered.Then he smirked. “You’re so into me, you’re starting to hallucinate?”He chuckled and moved toward me again, hands outstretched to resume where we left off.But I backed away, jaw tight.“No. Just… put your robe back on. I need space.”I dressed quickly, barely aware of my shaking fingers. Then I was out the door. I could feel his gaze on my back—confused, frustrated, maybe even hurt.What the hell j
Day 2The day hasn’t been nice at all. Everything feels sluggish. Today is almost the last... Tomorrow will be my final day here with Cayden. Ryan has already sent a letter. he’s coming to get me once Cayden’s week is over.Cayden isn’t happy about it.He’s been trailing me everywhere I go, his eyes never leaving me. Always following. He’s taken me to his meetings, and his bathrooms.And honestly? I’m kind of loving this prince treatment. But still... what if my eyes change color again? Or my hair? Worse what if my breasts return mid-sex?I chugged my coffee in panic, immediately burning my tongue.“Ow.”“Your sudden love for coffee still amazes me, my love,” Cayden said, his eyes glued to the map in his hands.“Well, what can I say? People changes. And I guess I’m one of the people.”“Mmhmm,” he replied distractedly.“What’s on that map anyway?” I asked.“I figured, when you leave—since next week you’ll be at Another Park—we need to be prepared. In case you don’t pick us. In case the
I was finally out of the healer’s chambers. It was now day three.Cayden had taken me far away from the palace, far away from the Blue Moon territory altogether, just because I claimed it was too traumatizing. I didn’t want to see the healer. I didn’t want to see anything that reminded me of Philip… or of Darren himself. I just needed to stay away. I needed space.As expected, Cayden made it happen.We sat now in the middle of a vast garden, surrounded by blooming flowers. The scent of them filled the air, almost suffocating.I was sipping coffee while Cayden fed the small animals nearby, tossing them bits of fruit. For a while, everything felt... almost peaceful.But then he turned to me.His red eyes locked onto mine, and stayed there too long.I thought maybe he was just admiring me, so I tilted my head, smiling sweetlyeven acting a little cuter to charm him.Until he spoke.“You smell weird,” he said.I blinked. “What?”Cayden stood, crossed the space between us, and grabbed my ha
"Darren, Darren, wake up. Darren, wake up. Look at me!"I could feel my body shaking, reality pulling me back in. I fluttered my eyes open and met a pair of red eyes glaring down at me, full of fear and desperation."Thank God you're alive. Thank God," he said, voice thick with emotion.It was Cayden.He pulled me into a tight hug. "I knew you couldn’t die like that. I knew you were stronger than this. Those bastards who played with our lives—they won't get away with it.""Cayden... is that really you?" I croaked."It’s me, my love. Nothing happened to you," he whispered fiercely.But I knew the truth. I had died. I had felt it—the knife sinking in, my existence slipping away.What was happening?I should have died. I should have left this body behind.Instead, I stood outside myself... and then somehow came back.Was this magic? Was I playing with something I didn't understand? Was I flirting with fire without even knowing it?Cayden helped me up quickly, supporting my weak body as h
My eyes fluttered open, vision blurry and wet.Pain. God pain everywhere.I tried to move, but my arms wouldn't budge. Thick iron chains clamped around my wrists. I looked down and froze. My legs were jammed inside a bucket, blood spilling over the rim, staining the floor red.What the hell?!Are they collecting my blood?!Fear slammed into my chest. My throat burned."Cay...y...den," I croaked weakly, the name barely leaving my lips. I was in serious trouble. I was going to die.Then, a voice cut through the room, smooth and dripping with venom."Can't believe the Moon Goddess picked someone this dumb to bear the Almighty powers."That voice.That goddamn voice.The voice that once made my stomach flutter now made my blood run cold.Philip.He sat nearby, lazily sipping from a cup, surrounded by a few other men. Realization hit me like a truck.No. No, no, no.What the hell have I done?Rage, shame, and heartbreak crashed over me.Damnit! What the fuck has my stupid heart done to me?
And then I was tossed back into Caden's arms. He grabbed me by the waist and leaned in to whisper,"What did you two talk about?""Nah, it's just an old friend," I said. Caden narrowed his eyes. "I’ve never seen the two of you talk.""Enough with the questions," I said, brushing him off. "Didn’t you say tonight would be about me and you?"He grinned a little. "I did.""Good. First, we need to get out of here."Without hesitation, he pulled me out, leading me through the woods. We moved deeper and deeper until we reached a secluded spot where the trees glowed under a soft, magical light. Right at the center, there was a picnic map laid out carefully, surrounded by plates of food arranged beautifully."This is where we're staying tonight," he said, his voice almost reverent.It was breathtaking—the lights, the trees, the peaceful stream running just beyond the clearing. It all felt surreal like a dream spun into life.I rushed forward and plopped down onto the blanket. Then, stretching