I Died as His Luna, He Went Mad

AURORA

“You will meet your twin flame, and he shall heal you — give you love that will make you forget all pain.”

A sharp slap brought me back to reality. “You useless woman!” Laura Clark, my mother-in-law, spat, her voice slicing through the quiet kitchen. “Three years of marriage, and still no heir for Rowan. What good are you?”

My cheek stung. With a low voice, “It’s not my fault… Rowan’s health wasn’t stable in the first years, so…”

Another slap landed on my face; it was so hard that my face turned to the side. That stung so badly.

“You are still making excuses? You claimed you could heal my son, and instead you tricked your way into this marriage!”

It was my third year of marriage to Alpha Rowan Blackwell the heir of the Moonstone Pack. All these years, Laura had belittled and abused me for failing to give the pack a successor. Despite the humiliation, my stinging cheeks and the damned tears that kept betraying me I forced myself to endure and headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Laura was following me, cursing all the way.

“I’m trying my best, Mother Laura,” I murmured, staring out the window. It was a beautiful day, and I was trapped in a life that was anything but.

“Trying?” she scoffed. “You claim to be a healer, yet you can’t even give the pack an heir! If it weren’t for your father, Beta William Hart, you’d have been cast out long ago.”

Speaking of Beta William — my father, his reputation always takes precedence—especially over the life and happiness of his adopted daughter, Vivian.

Ever since my parents found me and brought me back home, I’m not allowed to go to the training grounds because my family is embarrassed by me. They think I’m too wild, not refined like Vivian, who grew up with proper Beta education.

I pressed my trembling hands together. I could feel the heat crawling under my skin again — not just from the slap, but from the wolfbane in my veins. The poison was spreading faster these days. My body felt weaker with every passing moon, and still, I kept it secret. Rowan didn’t know. 

No one knew that I was poisoned. Before I turned eighteen, I had been a rogue wolf, struggling just to survive. I suffered countless injuries, but thankfully, my mentor taught me healing arts that helped suppress the poison in my body. When Beta William finally found me and brought me back, I thought I had found a home.

But I was wrong — he only saw me as the family’s healer. And after Vivian disappeared, he forced me to heal Rowan… then forced me into this marriage.

“Get into the kitchen,” Laura snapped. “Make yourself useful for once.”

I obeyed silently. It wasn’t worth arguing.

Behind me, she muttered again, “If you hadn’t driven her to death, she would have been Rowan’s wife. I would already have a grandchild！”

Vivian. Her name was the curse that followed me everywhere. Rowan’s first love. The woman he lost. The woman I supposedly replaced.

My wolf, Jess, growled inside me.

A sharp tug at my hair made me gasp. “Now you ignore me too?” Laura’s voice dripped with venom. “Goddess help me, you’re driving me mad. If Vivian hadn’t disappeared, she’d be Luna by now — not you!”

Her words sliced deeper than her hand ever could. They didn’t know who Vivian truly was. None of them did. And yet, they worshipped her memory while despising me.

“I don’t appreciate what you’re saying,” I muttered, turning to face her. “Vivian might have been better in your eyes, but—”

“But what?” a cold voice cut me off.

Rowan.

He stood at the doorway, tall, composed, his eyes unreadable. The same eyes that used to haunt my dreams.

“Rowan…” My voice broke despite myself.

He didn’t respond, only studied me as if I were a stranger. Then, slowly, he stepped closer — close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath against my cheek. For one fragile second, I thought he might hold me.

“Do you remember what I told you on our wedding day?” he murmured.

I nodded, my throat closing up.

“You think taking Vivian’s place will make me love you?” His tone was ice. “You may be my wife, Aurora, but you will never have my heart. You’re nothing more than a burden I was forced to accept.”

The same words he’d spoken three years ago. Still sharp enough to draw blood.

Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to let them fall. “Why do you hate me so much?” I whispered.

His lips curved into something like a smile — cruel, humorless. “Hate? No. I simply see you for what you are — a scheming woman who used her healing gift to trap me. Don’t pretend otherwise.”

He turned and left without another word.

My legs gave out, and I fell to the floor. The kitchen spun. My wolf whimpered softly in my head.

“You can’t keep doing this to yourself, Aurora.”

“I know,” I whispered aloud. My voice trembled, weak and tired. “But I don’t have much time, Jess.”

The poison pulsed through my veins again, hot and searing, spreading faster than before. I pressed a hand to my chest, feeling the faint throb of my mate mark. Even through the pain, it still burned for him.

Rowan didn’t love me — but the bond didn’t care. The bond was cruel.

That night, when the house finally went quiet, I sat by the window and watched the moon climb above the forest. The silver light blurred through my tears.

Each day, the wolfbane ate a little more of me. My healing magic could only hold it back for so long. I didn’t fear death — I feared dying before telling Rowan the truth.

The truth about Vivian.

The truth that she wasn’t dead from the beginning!

‘Jess,’ I whispered, my breath fogging the glass. ‘Before the poison wins, I have to tell him. He deserves to know what she really is — what she did.’

Jess replied, “Have you really decided? I’m afraid he’ll still be under her spell...”

“I know,” I said, closing my eyes. “But at least he’ll finally see her for who she is. Maybe then… he’ll stop hating me.”

The ache in my chest deepened, part pain, part longing.

Some nights, I wondered if things could have been different — if the mate bond had brought us together at another time, another life. But in this one, I was the healer poisoned by her own heart, and he was the Alpha still haunted by another woman’s ghost.

A ghost that wasn’t a ghost at all.

While I was still dazed, Rowan said, “Tonight, I want you to give me a leg massage,” then turned and walked away.

Tonight. I would tell him the truth — no matter what. Maybe… just maybe, it could change my fate.