**Elora's POV** Betrayal hurts more than anything, especially if it is from someone you love; someone you thought loved and cared for you. That day was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, but it turned out to be a miserable one. I was brutally murdered, and my throne was at stake. At that time, everything was pitch black with no way out. Then, I knew what I had to do, and that was to request favor from the moon goddess. She answered me and in that darkest hour, I emerged, not as before but as someone new; someone strong, someone who was ready to eliminate all her enemies. ************* My eyes fluttered open and I exhaled. It was like breaths were gathering in my nose. I gasped and sprung up from the bed. My chest heaved up and down as if I was going to die a second time but after sometime, everything stabilized. “Where am I?” I rubbed my eyes to see clearly, but it was all a bit blurry. Was this the afterlife? Wasn't the afterlife supposed to be clear and peaceful? I tho

**Elora's POV** “Have you gone insane? What sort of ridiculous demand is that?” Beta Dexter asked. He was practically glaring daggers at me. I scoffed. “I'll forgive you once for this rant, but the next time you talk to I, Elora Whitlock, Luna of this pack again, I won't hesitate to have you killed and thrown to the vultures.” I snapped and he gasped. “Elora, don't forget that I am the one on the throne; the one with the authority. It's disrespectful of you to come here and say gibberish.” Beta Dexter yelled at me. Elder Blake held my hand. “Daughter, what are you up to?” He whispered to me. “It is simple and clear. I am ready to emerge as Luna. Don't worry about the pack. I know everything there is to know because I have been secretly studying books and taking lessons.” I whispered back to him. “Are you sure you can do this?” He asked. “Yes, Elder Blake. You have to trust me on this one. I am no longer that naive little princess that everybody knows.” He smiled and patted my

**Elora's POV**“What guts!” The elders yelled and turned to leave.“Halt!” I ordered and they obeyed.They turned to look back at me, their eyes were literally spitting fire, but I cared less.“Tomorrow night will be my coronation. I want you all to be there, and if by any chance I didn't see any of you, you'll have me to contend with. So, tomorrow night, wear your finest robes, visit the barber for a haircut if you want any and look good for my coronation,”One of them was about to talk, but I raised my hand and stopped him.“It's an order coming from me, the Luna.” I snapped.They sighed and nodded before walking out, leaving only me, Dexter and Elder Blake.“I'm proud of you, daughter. You've shown me that you have the blood of our late Alpha running through your veins. You'll make a great Luna, and you have my full support.” He smiled.I returned the smile and he walked out.I got down from the throne and walked to where Dexter stood, glaring daggers at me.“You should have stepp

**Author's POV**“Secrets?” Elora couldn't comprehend what he was talking about. As far as she knew, she had nothing to hide except the fact that she was reborn. Could Beta Dexter have found that out? And even if that was what he found out, was it supposed to be a secret? The people started murmuring and Elora facepalmed.Beta Dexter smirked and walked past Elora, then headed to the podium, wearing a smug look on his face. Elora followed because she wanted to know where all these would lead.After climbing the podium, he cleared his throat. “People of White Tide Pack!” He called, but they didn't answer. They were only interested in hearing the secret he claimed he had come to expose. He waved that off and continued, “You all know that I've been nothing but a good Alpha to you. I made plenty of things available for you all just like the late Alpha had done, but unfortunately, a little girl came with her devious lies and took that away.” He announced, and their gazes lingered on Elora.

**Author's POV**The Witch's hut…It was a dark and dank little place. It smelled like moldy straw and dirt. This was not the kind of witching hut you’d expect to find sitting on the edge of a forest in the middle of the night. In this case, it stood on a hill overlooking the entire town. The hill itself looked as if it had been built over centuries and the old stone was worn down by time and weather. The whole hill was surrounded by thick forest, with small trees here and there growing in between the boulders.The Witch sat on top of her hut and gazed at the town that lay below her. Her eyes were closed, but she could feel the cold wind coming off the mountains surrounding her, making the grass tickle her bare legs and the tips of her ears. It made her smile. This is what life really should be like. Just a nice quiet cottage, the breeze blowing through your hair and birds chirping from the nearby tree branches.Her feeling of bliss was interrupted by a rustle somewhere deep within