Reborn As The True Luna

Astrid’s POV I felt cold air slam into my lungs and tore a violent gasp from my throat as I bolted upright. My entire body was shaking like I was awakened from a nightmare but I knew that wasn’t a nightmare. It felt too real to be a nightmare. The pain from the claws were too real. For a split second, I couldn’t understand what was happening. My eyes darted as I checked my pulse—wrist, neck, anywhere I could. My hands are trembling and my breath are bursting out in short panic mode.I touched the night dress I was wearing, the knife I always keep underneath my bed. This is not some afterlife dream. I am back in my room and it is looking like I have never truly died. There was no snow, no scream, no blood or rogues around me. There is no pain from the carved wound either. Instead there are soft sheets tangled around my legs. A familiar headboard pressed solid and real against my back. The faint scent of winter soap filled the air like a smell I knew so well it hurt. I was i

Astrid’s POVMy phone buzzed just as I was lifting my cup.Unknown Number: Did you receive the letter? Meet me at the neutral border clearing tomorrow morning. Come alone. —Vincent SilvermistMy fingers stilled.For a second, I didn’t breathe.Vincent… Silvermist.The name alone sent a sharp pulse through my chest, dragging up the memory of the sealed letter hidden in my drawer. I stared at the message, my heart pounding. This really is true?No one outside this pack should know about that letter. No one should even know that name mattered to me. And yet—I read the message again.The phrasing was simple. No threats. No urgency beyond the request itself. Whoever sent this wasn’t trying to scare me into coming.I deleted the message immediately and slipped my phone back into my pocket, forcing my expression to remain neutral as Anthony laughed at something Mira said across the table.I didn’t decide right away.Even hours later, the message sat in my mind like a splinter I couldn’

Davian’s POVThe rogue Alpha died badly. I’d give him credit because he didn’t beg like msot wolves did when they realized the Alpha King wasn’t interested in mercy. There has never been mercy when it comes to execution.But Marcus Greyt just knelt there in the blood soaked dirt, hands bound with silver and glared at me like his defiance meant something. I stepped back from the lifeless body letting my claws retract. He had trafficked forty eight children and sold them like merchandise.“Let it be known.” My voice carried across the gathered Alphas in the clearing. “Trafficking carries one sentence with no exceptions.”“Yes, Alpha King.” The response came in unison. Every wolf, alpha or not, bowed their heads.“Daniel.” My Beta stepped forward immediately. “Ensure Greyt Pack’s assets are distributed to trafficking survivors. Territory goes to whoever can hold it fairly. No power grabs.”“Yes, Your Majesty.”I turned away from the body, already forgetting Marcus’s face. He was done and

Astrid’s POVBy nightfall, I stopped reacting but the pain didn’t disappear. It is now sharp at the edges and constant somewhere at the center. Like something quietly eating through me while I moved around pretending everything was fine.The packhouse was quieter at this hour. Most of the warriors were out or asleep and Anthony… Well, Anthony had his own distractions.I didn’t need to check to know where he was. My fingers moved steadily across the desk as I sorted through documents I wasn’t supposed to have access to anymore.He made sure I wasn’t anywhere around alliance agreements, trade routes and border negotiations. Everything I built for him! But also everything he was about to lose.A small smile touched my lips as I picked up the first file. He won’t know what is going to hit him until it does. Just like he went behind my back and ordered for me to get hit without my knowledge. The first move had to be quiet enough that no one would trace it back to me. Deadly enough that it

Anthony was the one who had me killed.Not the Alpha King.That truth sat heavy in my chest as I ran.I ran through the forest, branches tearing at my clothes. The packhouse came into view and I could see the black SUVs lined up in the driveway. Not the regular ones but expensive bullet proof that came in limited editions. There are warriors I didn’t recognize standing guard and that scent.Cedar and smoke and power that made my wolf surge forward with interest I couldn’t explain. He was actually here right now!I slipped in through the servant’s entrance, trying to catch my breath. I made it five steps before Mira appeared out of nowhere with a stiff look on her face.“Luna.” Her voice was sharp. “The Alpha is looking for you. He’s very angry.”I bet he was since you are in the servant’s quarters not his bed.“Where is he?”“Main hall with the King.” She looked me over and something like satisfaction crossed her face. “You might want to fix your hair. You look like you’ve been runnin