Chapter 6

As Kilian walked away, the heavy silence around us turned into a rush of movement. The warriors—still shocked as they stared at their frozen weapons while others glared at me with glowing gold eyes—quickly stepped aside to let us pass.  

I didn't wait for an invitation. I started walking toward the massive stone doors of the mansion, head held high, while Silas remained watchful by my side.

Inside, the mansion felt even more intimidating than it looked on the outside. The walls were covered in dark tapestries and ancient weapons, and the air felt heavy with the history of the Blood Moon Pack.  

"Our time here won't be easy, Saera," Silas whispered as we climbed the grand staircase. "Kilian is an Alpha who rules with an iron fist. The fact that you challenged him in front of his pack was a big mistake. He will target you even more now. If you're unlucky, he might even be cruel to you."  

"I will fight back," I answered, my voice echoing slightly in the wide hallway. "I didn't come here to be a silent wife. If he wants a Luna who can stand beside him, he needs to know that I won't be pushed around."  

We reached a large suite at the end of the hall. Two maidservants were waiting there, holding a gown made of bright crimson silk—the color of the Blood Moon. The two maids gestured toward the room I would use for dressing.  

"The Alpha ordered that you must be ready by sunset," one maid said, her voice trembling slightly. She couldn't look me straight in the eye.  

Just like before, I walked in with my head held high. Once Silas and I were inside the room, I quickly held up my hands to stop the two maids. "Only my Gamma will help me get ready," I told them.

Even though there was protest in the maids' eyes, they couldn't do anything when Silas took the gown from them. Silas then quickly secured the room.  

I walked over to a golden chair facing a large mirror.

"You know, Saera, ever since you woke up from drinking that poison, it seems like something about you has changed," Silas remarked once we were alone. I looked at Silas through the mirror as she busied herself placing my gown on the bed. "But I want that changed," she continued. "Even if it seems like your memories are gone."  

I turned to face Silas. She did the same.

"Why? What was I like before I drank the poison, Silas?" I asked curiously. I wanted to know about the life of the body I was given for my second life.  

Silas lay down on the bed before answering my question. "The Saera I knew was weak. She wanted to escape everything, but she would never choose to end her own life."  

"What do you mean by that, Silas?"  

Silas quickly sat up from the bed. Our eyes locked. "The rumor is that the future Luna of the Blood Moon Pack drank poison because she didn't want their Alpha. But I don't agree with them because I know the Luna they are talking about. I know you, Saera, more than them."  

The black curtains suddenly moved as if a breeze blew through. The lit candles went out from the wind, but they immediately flared back to life. It seemed the wind couldn't kill a fire that was determined to burn.  

"It's as if someone whispered to you to drink the poison. It's as if someone wanted you dead so you wouldn't become the Luna of the strongest pack in the wolf world," Silas continued. "And that is what I need to investigate, if you will allow me, Saera."  

I didn't know that someone had tried to kill the owner of this body in my second life. I didn't expect that we were going through the exact same thing.  

"I would owe you a great debt, Silas. So, I will allow you to find out," I said coldly. I wanted to know who wanted me dead, because I didn't want what happened in my first life to happen again.  

Silas began to get me ready, starting with my hair. Meanwhile, I stared at my reflection in the mirror, thinking about the similarities between me and this body.

While lost in thought, I suddenly asked Silas a question. "Silas, do you know a Melissa? Brie, Trisha, and Dash?"  

Silas stopped combing my hair, so I looked at her. She stared at me with wide eyes, as if I had said something wrong. "Do you know those names you mentioned, Saera?" she asked nervously  

I shook my head at the nervous Silas. "If that's the case, why did you mention their names? I have never told you anything about them."  

"Why? Who are they?" I asked back  

"They are the Hollow-Moon Pack. The greatest enemies of Kilian’s pack."  

My heart pounded. "I want to meet them, Silas."  

Silas gasped at what I said. "You will be punished for what you want, Saera," Silas said worriedly. "You can't just meet the Hollow-Moon Pack. It's an insult to your role as the future Luna of the Blood Moon Pack."  

"I only want to know the enemies of my future pack, Silas. I only want to see their faces. So, I will invite them to my wedding. I will tell this to Kilian, so hurry up and finish getting me ready, Silas," I said authoritatively. My voice was as cold as ice.

I wanted to meet the Hollow-Moon Pack. I wanted to see if they were my family from the past. And the moment I confirm they are the family who were cruel to me, the revenge I desire will finally begin.  

Silas had no choice but to obey me, even though there was protest in her eyes.