Rebirth of the Lunar Alpha's Queen

Daisy’s Pov I woke up with a loud, terrified gasp, my lungs burning as if the air itself was made of fire. My hands flew straight to my neck, my fingers clawing at my skin in a blind panic. I was shaking violently, a breathless sob tearing from my throat as I searched for the deep cut, the thick rush of hot blood, and the freezing bite of the silver blade. There was nothing. My skin was completely dry, smooth, and warm. I sat up fast, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. I wasn't bleeding to death in the freezing mud under the cruel, mocking stares of Cassian and Victoria. I was in my own bedroom inside the Vanecrest estate. The morning sun was streaming through the high windows, painting the soft white carpet in a warm, golden light. In the deep corners of my mind, my inner wolf gave a faint, whimpering cry, slowly waking up from the nightmare. She was alive. We were alive. The sheer shock of it hit me like a blow. With trembling hands, I reached out and snatch

Daisy’s Pov ​The moment my lips touched Killian’s, a warm, electric rush went straight through my veins. My inner wolf roared with joy, recognizing him instantly. I expected him to push me away, but he didn't. His hand came up, his large fingers gripping the back of my neck to hold me closer. The kiss was deep and possessive, sending a clear message to everyone watching. We were snapping the rules of high society, and we didn't care. When we finally broke apart, my breath was short and my heart was racing against my ribs, but I forced myself to turn around and face the crowded ballroom while keeping my hand flat against Killian’s chest. The silence in the room was absolute, so quiet that nobody was moving, nobody was drinking, and even the waiters stood frozen with their trays in hand as hundreds of eyes stared at us in complete disbelief. "Listen to me, everyone," I said, my voice ringing out clearly through the quiet hall, filled with a strength I never possessed in my previous

Daisy’s Pov Killian did not snap at me. He just stood there, his hand still pinned against the glass right next to my head. For a long second, the room was so quiet I could hear the faint hum of the city traffic down below. Then, his chest began to shake. A low, dark laugh came from deep inside his throat, breaking the thick tension in the air. He pulled his hand away from the glass and stepped back, shaking his head. The suspicion in his eyes turned into something else, a bright spark of pure amusement that made my inner wolf stir. "An executioner," he repeated, the corners of his mouth twitching upward. "You really are different from what I expected, Daisy Vanecrest. Most girls from your circle would be crying for their fathers right now after a night like last night. But you want blood." "I want what belongs to me," I said, keeping my chin high as I adjusted his oversized shirt around my shoulders. "And I want to see the people who wronged me lose everything. Is that a problem f

Daisy’s Pov I stood in front of the tall mirror in the bedroom, fixing the collar of my sharp blue suit jacket. The clothes fit me perfectly, hugging my frame in a way that made me look tall and entirely in control. I took a deep, steady breath, trying to calm the fast beating of my heart. Slowly, I lowered my hand and pressed my palm flat against my flat belly. I thought about the tiny life I had lost in the mud of my past life, but I quickly forced the pain down, letting it turn into determination. "I will make it all right this time," I whispered to the empty room, my voice low and fierce. "I promise you." "Are you ready, princess?" Killian’s deep voice came from the doorway, making me turn around. He was leaning against the frame, looking incredibly handsome in a dark suit that made his broad shoulders look even wider. His eyes swept over my outfit, a small spark of approval flashing in them before he gave me a lazy smile. "I am more than ready," I said, walking over

Daisy’s PovI barely slept a wink all night. Every time I closed my eyes, I pictured Victoria’s fake tears at the front gate, followed by that secret smile she flashed me right before the guards led her away. Knowing she was sleeping just a few halls down from me made my skin crawl.The moment the sun came up, I threw off the covers and got dressed in a hurry. I didn't care about looking perfect today, I just needed to look ready.I marched straight down to Killian’s office, my chest tight with growing anger. I didn't bother knocking. I pushed the door wide open and stepped inside, catching him just as he was picking up his suit jacket from the back of his chair.He looked up, his dark eyebrows rising slightly when he saw the look on my face. The air in the room instantly became warm, that wild pull between our wolves snapping tight between us like a live wire."You look like you're about to kill someone, Daisy," Killian said, his voice a low, lazy rumble as he set his jacket back dow