LOGINThelma’s POV
“Wake up!” The silent voices echoed into my ears repeatedly, memories came flashing into my head as I wake up panting heavily.
I cleaned the beads of sweat from my face as I stared at my surroundings, “Where’s this? Where am I?” I thought in confusion.
My thoughts were interrupted when Yvonne came in, that was when it clicked. I remembered it all. The memories and the pains screaming deep into my soul.
“I am reborn!” I whispered in shock, I quickly took the calender beside my bed checking the date, “Jan 5,2020.” I exclaimed in shock.
“Why are you acting like you saw a ghost? Did you have a bad nightmare?” Yvonne came to my side, her worried face plastered on her face as she caressed my body.
“Stop…” I said gently but she didn’t, “I said stop.” I had no idea when I shouted. It was disturbing but now I saw through her fake facade, their fake facade.
Remembering what she said and what they did, I bolted my fist hard, I was angry, I am determined to make them all pay for what they did.
I looked up to see her staring at me shocked then her face turned teary, “Did I do anything wrong sis? You just shouted at me? Or don’t you want me anymore?” She asked.
I can’t let her know I was reborn or make her feel suspicious so I faked a smile pulling her close, “Why not? I am sorry, I just… you know, had a very terrible dream.” I shrugged.
She nodded, I knew she wasn’t very convinced judging by her expression so I added, “You know you are the best sister in the world and I love you so much.” I pecked her on the cheek and she giggled.
She stood up excitedly, her smile bright on her face but I was empty, if it was before, I’ll have been filled with joy but now all I could see was a facade.
A pretense that they all had while trying to use me, lure me as a prey that can be discarded when they are done.
“Guess what?” I cleared my throat as her voice bought me back to reality.
“What could that be?” I asked faking cluelessness, this was how she asked me to guess in the previous life, she informed me about how dad decided to pass down the Luna title to me and he’ll be making Neon the alpha.
She looked around before gesturing for me to move closer as she whispered into my ear, “I overheard dad saying he want to crown you the next Luna to be for the pack, he’ll announce Neon to be your alpha. Don’t you think that’s great.”
I gasped, covering my mouth with my hand , “A joke?” I asked, she nodded negatively. I jumped up happily, “I’m so happy, I knew he’ll come to accept Neon to be with me.”
“Yes, you know how much dad loves you…” She paused as though she remembered something, “Oh my God, I forgot I have extra lessons again, mom will surely kill me.” She exclaimed, I gestured for her to leave.
In the previous life, I stupidly thought she truly had extra lessons but I know she didn’t, she must have gone to meet up with Neon but now, I’m not bothered with them because I have somewhere to be.
I stood up fully hurriedly dressing up into a simple black pant and crop top, before wearing my jacket then walked outside going towards dad suite.
I got there in no time and carefully opened the door a little bit, i know base on the sharp instinct of we werewolves, it wouldn’t be long before they find out I’m there so I masked up my scent.
Mom voice was the first to come in, “What if she finds out about them? You know being a Luna gives her access to everything about the pack.”
I was confused, which then was she talking about? “And that’s why I wouldn’t be announcing her as the Luna, I’ll announce Neon as the alpha instead then announce her as his fiancé…” He paused. “It’s up to him when to get married to her and do the proper rite and crown her as the Luna which wouldn’t be happening.”
I wonder how someone could be so cruel to their own daughter without blinking an eye. To the pack, I’m the most loved daughter of my parents but from the beginning, they only taught me how to become a great Luna and how to protect the pack, they’ve never really showered me with care like they did to Yvonne.
I was confused, I couldn’t find anyone to answer my question no matter how many times I ask myself.
“We still have to be fast with it , she could find out she isn’t…”
“She will never. If it wasn’t because it’s only her blood that can open the pack’s core and make us the strongest pack, do you think I’ll ever have to make her the Luna to be when our Yvonne is there.”
I staggered backwards, my eyes teary, I still don’t understand, why exactly do they hate me enough to want me dead.
“After we killed her parents, who could have expected they’ve put up a guard against us by making their only offspring the only one to open the pack core energy.”
The new revelation made me gasped in shock, mg body colliding with the door, “They are not my parents.”
That would explain my question but I still couldn’t believe it, all my life, the same people I called mom and dad were the people who killed my real parents.
They were only with me for the pack’s code and they never loved me, they were just… there. My tears trickled down my face.
Now it hurts more knowing the real reason why they were cruel enough to kill me without feeling remorseful or ahy regret.
I tried to support myself but ended up smashing the vase beside me, I panicked not knowing where to hide as I saw the two of them approaching the door.
Ohh gosh, what am I to do?
POV: Xavier I watched her walk into that darkness, and every instinct in my body screamed at me to follow. My wolf clawed at my chest, demanding I protect our mate. But Thelma had simply looked at me with those empty eyes and said, "I have to go. You know I do." Then she disappeared into the cave, swallowed by shadows so thick they seemed solid. The shadow creature remained at the entrance, a silent guardian that promised death to anyone who tried to pass. I stood there, fists clenched, breathing hard, feeling like someone had carved out my insides with a dull knife. "Xavier." Luna's hand touched my shoulder. "We should make camp. There's nothing we can do but wait." "Wait?" The word tasted like poison. "She's in there alone. Anything could be happening to her." "The Oracle won't harm her," Luna said, but she didn't sound entirely certain. "This is her only chance." I wanted to argue, to rage, to tear down the mountain with my bare hands. Instead, I turned away from the cave a
Thelma's POV Xavier's hands dropped, and the devastation in his eyes was terrible to observe. But I turned away and kept walking. The sun was setting when we encountered the ice wraiths. They materialized from the snow itself, creatures of frozen mist and malice. I counted seven of them, their forms shifting and reforming as they circled our group. "They feed on emotion," Luna said, her voice tight with fear. "Don't let them touch you." The wraiths converged, and chaos erupted. Elena screamed as one wrapped around her, its touch pulling something vital from her body. Theo blasted two with his Alpha power, but they reformed instantly. Xavier fought like a demon, but every time a wraith touched him, he staggered, his face going gray. I watched it all with clinical interest. The wraiths ignored me completely. When one drifted close, it recoiled as if burned, sensing the emptiness where my emotions should be. "They can't hurt me," I announced. "I'll draw them away." "No!" Xavier
POV: Thelma The morning air should have felt cold against my skin. Luna said it was freezing, the kind of cold that bit through layers of clothing and settled into bones. I watched her wrap her cloak tighter, saw the visible shiver that ran through her body, but I felt nothing. "There's one person who might break your curse," Luna had said the night before, her eyes tired and worried. "An ancient Oracle who lives in the Forbidden Peaks. But the journey is treacherous, Thelma. Many who seek her never return." I had simply nodded. Fear of death meant nothing to someone who couldn't feel fear at all. Now, as our group trudged through the snow covered mountain path, I observed them with the detached interest of a scientist studying specimens. Xavier walked closest to me, his eyes constantly flickering in my direction. Through our mate bond, I sensed his anguish, a deep churning pain that should have made me want to comfort him. Instead, I noted it clinically, filed it away as informa
POV: Thelma We ran, following the trail of dark energy through the corridors of the lair. It moved fast, desperate, searching for something. "What is she looking for?" Xavier asked as we ran. "A host," Elena panted. "She can't exist without a body. Her physical form is destroyed, turned into that crystal. But her consciousness, her magic, it needs a vessel. She's searching for someone weak enough to possess." We burst out of the lair into the forest. The dark magic was ahead of us, moving through the trees like smoke. Then I heard it. A scream. Female. Terrified. "Someone's out there!" Theo said. We ran faster, breaking through the treeline into a clearing. And there, cowering on the ground, was the last person I expected to see. Yvonne. My adoptive sister looked terrible. Her clothes were torn, her face bruised. She'd been running through the forest, probably fleeing from something, maybe the packs that had attacked Luna's territory, maybe something else. "Please!
POV: Thelma I was alive. I could move my fingers, blink my eyes, breathe air into my lungs. But something was terribly, horribly wrong. Xavier pulled back from our embrace, his face filled with relief and love. I could see the emotion in his eyes, read it in his expression. But I couldn't feel it. Not through the mate bond. Not in my chest where my heart should have been racing with joy. Nothing. "Thelma?" Xavier's smile faltered. "What's wrong? Are you in pain?" I pressed my hand to my chest, searching for that familiar warmth I'd always felt when he was near. The flutter of excitement. The pull of the mate bond. But there was nothing there except a cold, empty space. "I can't feel anything," I whispered. "What do you mean?" Theo moved closer, concern replacing his earlier relief. "My heart." I looked down at my chest, half expecting to see gray stone still visible beneath my skin. But it looked normal. Flesh-colored. Human. "It's beating. I know it's beating. But I
POV: Thelma The door burst open again, and Luna rushed in, followed by a group of warriors. She took one look at the scene, Marcus's body, the trapped witch crystal, and me slowly turning to stone and her face went pale. "What happened?" she demanded. "No time to explain," Theo said. "Where's Xavier? We need Xavier now!" "He's coming," Luna said. "He felt something through the mate bond. He and his warriors are maybe five minutes behind us." "She doesn't have five minutes!" Theo gestured at me frantically. "Look at her!" Luna moved closer, her eyes widening as she saw the stone spreading across my body. "Oh no. Oh, Thelma, no." I tried to speak, but my jaw was stiffening. The words came out slurred. "Not... your fault..." "Save your strength," Luna ordered, kneeling beside me. "Don't try to talk. Just hold on a little longer." But I could feel it. The stone was at the base of my throat now. Soon it would reach my heart. And when it did, I would be frozen forever. A s







