The Perfect Luna

Zoey's POV I lay on the operating table, my body rigidly strapped down, unable to move an inch. Just after that terrifying car accident, my body felt like it was falling apart, every inch of my skin screaming in pain, and my breathing was incredibly labored. The feeling of suffocation was always with me. The overhead light mercilessly shone on my face. I struggled to lift my head, staring straight at my sister in her patient gown, my eyes filled with disbelief. "Why!" I shouted with all my might, my voice hoarse from pain and shock. "Why?" Ariana extended her hand, jabbing it harshly at my chest, a chillingly sinister smile curling at the corners of her lips. "You brought this on yourself. Why did you have to be better than me at everything?" Her tone was filled with venom, as if my superiority was an unforgivable sin. "Do you really think I cared about you? How naive. If I hadn't coaxed you, how would you have given me your designs? And how could you have drunk the juice lace

Zoey's POV At that moment, I sensed a strange change in my body. My senses had become extraordinarily sharp, allowing me to clearly hear the faint sounds of insects crawling in the garden downstairs, and even distinguish the different engine noises of vehicles on the distant streets. I was shocked to realize that my wolf seemed to be quietly awakening, yet in my previous life, I didn't possess this power. Thank the Moon Goddess for her gift. "Zoey, are you ready? We agreed to go to the candy store at this time. Don't be late," Aria's urging voice came from outside the door. This familiar attire, these familiar words, yet they carried a completely different meaning to me now. Candy stores? Of course, it was from two years ago. Two years ago, Nelson approached me, informing me of the marriage arrangement between the Harmon and Madox families, and expressed his hope that I could become his wife. At that time, my heart was filled with excitement and joy. After all, he was the on

Zoey's POV With my awakened werewolf's keen hearing, I could clearly hear every word of a few women gossiping together in hushed tones, as if they were whispering right in my ear. "I never expected Zoey, with such a bad reputation, to be engaged to Mr. Madox! Do you think she's got some dirt on Mr. Madox?" "Who knows! Otherwise, why would the Madox family accept a woman rumored to have had an abortion?" "Now, the only one left unmarried in the Madox family is Russell. Who here has any plans?" "Russell is so handsome, but I heard he can't have kids." "Russell is in charge of the Madox family. Marrying him would make you the third Mrs. Madox." "I'm not going. I heard Russell is as cold as an iceberg. I don't want to be frozen." "If Russell were to take a liking to me, I'd definitely marry him. Just for that face, I could look at it for a lifetime!" "Look, here comes Russell!" In an instant, the entire banquet hall fell silent. I saw Troy Crane pushing Russell, who was in a w

Zoey's POV Suddenly, Russell's slender fingers stopped, and he looked up at me, his delicate eyebrows raised. Then came his cool and clear voice, "I agree." Troy, standing nearby, clearly showed a flash of surprise in his eyes, but quickly hid it. But how could I miss such a subtle change? Everyone was stunned. A sense of triumph quietly flashed through my heart. I pursed my lips, hiding this joy, not wanting anyone to see my little scheme. At this moment, Russell gazed at me with his deep black eyes. After a moment, his tone softened, and he said, "Come here." I walked up to him, pretending to be docile, but my heart was pounding like a rabbit. Now, I was even closer to him, and that Alpha aura was even stronger, surrounding me, yet it didn't make me feel oppressed. Instead, there was a strange sense of familiarity. It was as if my werewolf bloodline was instinctively responding to the powerful force emanating from him, making me trust and rely on him more. Russell looked

Russell's POV I reached out and knocked on the driver's seat, saying to Troy, "Troy, head to the court." Troy was silent for a moment. As my loyal subordinate, he understood my usual style of action. Deciding to get married so quickly was indeed unexpected for him. In our werewolf world, marriage is approached with great caution, as it involves not only personal emotions but also the continuation of family bloodlines and the balance of power. Zoey blinked and asked me, "Are we going to get married?" I responded, "I can give you one last chance. If you regret..." As a powerful Alpha, I could keenly sense the emotional changes of those around me. But when it came to Zoey, her thoughts were like a fog, making it hard to tell. I could feel her closeness and reliance on me, but I was still unsure if she understood the rules of our werewolf world and what it meant to be with me. Zoey interrupted me, "Russell, I don't regret it. Can I leave a mark on you before we officially becom