All Chapters of His Abandoned Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

|| Lilac's POV ||"Please," I whispered, my voice shaking as I turned to Kael. "Let them go."The words felt foreign, bitter, like ashes on my tongue. I had never begged before, never thought I would have to. But for them-for my parents-I would swallow my pride.I had begged before Kael. I had pleaded with Kael to remember the vows we made, the promises he had whispered in the dark when the world felt safe."You will always come first," he had told me, his voice a balm to my fears.That was before Coco. Before she swept into the palace like a storm, leaving ruin in her way. He swore nothing would change, that I would still be his queen, his love. It was all a lie. A beautiful, cruel lie.Kael's golden eyes flickered with something unreadable, gone before I could grasp it. His silence cut deeper than a blade. My hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms, but the pain was nothing compared to the ache inside me.The air reeked of blood and betrayal, thick and suffocating. The

|| Lilac's POV ||The world around me was a blur of color and sound, a cacophony of laughter, music, and applause that seemed to echo from every corner of the grand hall. The golden chandeliers overhead bathed the room in a warm, flickering glow, casting dancing shadows across the polished marble floors. Velvet banners adorned the towering walls, embroidered with the crest of our pack, the symbol of unity and strength, things I no longer believed in.My head spun, my thoughts tangled in a web of confusion and disbelief. One moment, I had been on the cold, unforgiving floor of the throne room, a dagger pressed to my stomach, my heart shattered into a thousand irreparable pieces. The next, I was here, standing in the midst of a celebration I had lived through once before, a celebration that had marked the beginning of my downfall.A tight, warm hug jolted me back to the present. The familiar scent of lavender and honey enveloped me, a scent that once meant home, comfort, safety. My breat

|| Lilac’s POV ||"May I?" Kael asked, extending his hand. I forced a smile.The crowd cheered as Kael led me to the dance floor. His grip on my hand was tight, like he already owned me. The music was soft, but I felt nothing but anger.I hated this. I hated his fake smile, his hand on my waist, his pretend love. Every step felt like I was betraying myself.How did I end up here again? I had a second chance to change things, but here I was, dancing with the man who ruined me. Memories of my past life came rushing back— Kael’s betrayal, his cold words as he left me to die.“You dance well,” Kael whispered, his breath hot on my ear. I shivered, disgusted.“Practice makes everything perfect," I said, keeping my voice steady. In my past life, I’d learned to pretend to enjoy your company.The music dragged on, each note a reminder of what I’d lost. When it ended, I walked away, leaving the cheers behind.In my past life, I’d been naive. That version of me died betrayed and broken. This time

|| Lilac’s POV ||The press room was chaos—reporters rushing, keyboards clacking, and the smell of coffee and ink filling the air. I moved through it like a shadow, my heart racing. There was no time to hesitate. My mission was clear: plant a document that would cast doubt on Kael’s new “miracle pills.” If I could spark enough suspicion, it might buy me time to gather real proof before it was too late. I spotted a messy table near the wall, papers scattered everywhere. Perfect. No one would notice one more sheet. I flipped through the pile, pretending to search for something, and slipped my document in. It was subtle—just a few lines questioning the safety of the pills. A small spark, but enough to start a fire. As I stepped back, my fingers tingled. Every nerve screamed at me to leave before someone noticed. I forced myself to walk calmly, blending in with the frantic energy of the room. But with each step, doubt crept in. Was this the right thing to do? Was I any better than Kael i

|| Lilac's POV ||The drive home was a blur of streetlights and racing thoughts. My knuckles ached from how tightly I'd been gripping the steering wheel, the leather creaking under my desperate hold. The damage was done. Kael's public meltdown, the wolfsbane scandal, the press swarming like vultures— it was all out there now, immortalized in headlines and gossip columns. And then there was me. His future Luna. The woman he'd humiliated in front of the entire kingdom. A bitter laugh nearly escaped me. How quickly the mighty fall. But beneath the anger, beneath the sting of betrayal, something else pulsed through me—relief. Because now, finally, I had my opening. While Kael scrambled to salvage his reputation, I could disappear. No more expectations. No more pretending. Just... freedom. The familiar sight of our home should have comforted me. Instead, it felt like a gilded cage I was about to break free from. I barely managed to shut off the engine before the front door f