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Lahat ng Kabanata ng Not Your Luna Anymore: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

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Chapter 1

At our ten-year mating anniversary banquet, every eye was on me—mocking, bored, waiting for the meltdown."She won't break the bond. I'll put a million on it.""Make that five.""Ten million says she chickens out again."Breaking the bond with Bruce had basically turned into the pack's favorite sport.Every year, same game. Higher bets. Bigger laughs.Some were hoping I'd finally grow a spine. Most just liked watching me crash and burn.The ones who won hated me. The ones who lost? Hated me more.Then came a voice—low, steady, cutting through the noise:"I'm betting she does it."The room froze.They tried to talk him out of it, like he was throwing money at a lost cause.I followed the noise and caught his profile—sharp jaw, clean-cut. I didn't know him.A bitter smirk tugged at my lips. Figures. Only a stranger believed I'd actually do it.Not that I blamed anyone. I'd cried wolf too many times. For ten years, I'd threatened it. Only now was I serious.I slipped off th

Chapter 2

I yanked the straps off without flinching.They slid down, baring the curve of my chest. My underlayer held, but the fabric strained over the swell.The hall was heated, but I felt like ice—shaking, numb.The gown hit the floor.Standing there in just my undergarment, I lifted my chin as tears slid silently down.Someone whispered, "She really did it."The crowd stared, hungry for the wreckage. Their eyes crawled over me without a shred of shame.Bruce wanted this—my public humiliation. I was still his mate, still Luna of the Darkfang Pack. But if he treated me like dirt, why would anyone else hold back?"Do I keep going?" The words burned as they left my throat.His face twisted. No answer—but his eyes flinched. Hesitation.I reached for the strap.Right as it slipped, he yanked off his cloak and threw it over me."Celina, what kind of shameless Luna are you?"I arched a brow, let out a sharp laugh. "Didn't you tell me to strip?"He had nothing. Just crushed his glass an

Chapter 3

Moye's dress hit the floor. Her pale, curvy body on full display.Bruce's eyes darkened. He didn't wait—just lunged.His hands gripped her chest, mouth trailing down her neck. What started soft turned rough fast.One hand roamed lower while she arched into him, legs snaking around his waist, grinding against him."You're so big..."I'd seen it all before. Didn't make it hurt less.The bond made it worse—waves of pain crashing through me, ripping my chest wide open.I bit my lip hard, trying not to scream.I didn't dare blink. Just stared—numb.He always made me watch. If I looked away, he'd make me pay—days without food, no water.They kissed like no one else was there. He lifted her, grinding between her thighs."Harder, my powerful Alpha..."She wrapped around him, and he grabbed her ass, bouncing her in his arms like she was the only thing that mattered.I reached into the pouch I always carried and pulled out a condom. Handed it to him.He glanced at it—and snapped.

Chapter 4

Bruce scoffed. "You're not a doctor. Going there won't fix a damn thing."Moye slinked over, all smug and fake-sweet. "Maybe she's just lying. Trying to run."Bruce didn't even question it. "Keep it up, and you'll stay locked up longer."He spun around, arms wrapped around Moye like I was nothing.Panic hit like a tidal wave. I pounded on the door. "I'm not lying! He's my real dad! He's dying!" My voice cracked, wrecked.Bruce didn't flinch. Just walked away like I didn't exist.So I snapped.I threw myself at the glass door.Bang—Again.Bang—Glass exploded. Shards tore into my arm. Blood spilled fast.Didn't stop me. I staggered into the storm.Rain sliced down like knives. Night swallowed everything. Streets—dead silent. No cabs, no chance.I ran.Blood and rain blended, dripping from my fingertips, painting the ground red.My knees buckled. I almost went down—Then headlights tore through the dark. A car skidded to a stop.Window rolled down. A wolf with sharp ey

Chapter 5

The cut on Moye's forehead was barely anything. With a little care, it'd vanish.But Bruce? He lost it. Screaming like I'd tried to kill her.I told him I didn't touch her.He didn't care. Didn't believe a word.I was done.***I holed up in my mom's hospital room, just trying to breathe.Didn't last.Moye crashed in like she owned the place. "So this is your mom? Sad. Just a broken little vegetable."She stood over the bed, smirking—then yanked the cord from the ventilator."Don't!" I lunged.She jerked it harder. The machine crashed to the ground."You scarred my face. Think I'll let you have peace?" Her voice was poison. She was loving every second.I hit the floor, fumbling with the machine, hands shaking, desperate to reconnect it.Bruce walked in right then.I grabbed for my mom—but it was already too late. She couldn't breathe on her own. Without the machine, she was gone in seconds."Mom!"I screamed and hit the floor, tears streaming.Moye clutched her head,

Chapter 6

Bruce stepped into my room and stopped cold.Wreckage everywhere.He barked for the servants—found out his side-chicks had trashed the place, jacked all my clothes and jewelry.On the floor, he spotted something.A photo. Crushed. Dirt-smeared.Our mating ceremony, on the beach. Just us. I was smiling, tucked in his arms, eyes glowing with joy.Now?My eyes held nothing but sorrow.He clenched the photo, face unreadable.From outside the door came the giggles and mockery."Wow, that outfit was fire.""That necklace? Total steal.""Love that ring."Bruce frowned.Then came the stings."Celina's gone. Guess no one's doing our laundry now.""Yeah, or massaging our legs.""She made a solid little maid though, didn't she? Haha!"Bruce's jaw locked. His grip on the doorknob went white-knuckle. Veins pulsed under his skin.His eyes sparked with something like regret.Maybe it finally hit him—I left because of him.He used to let them tear me down. Watching me break was

Chapter 7

Once the house went quiet, Bruce couldn't sit still. He hit the bars with his crew, trying to drink the frustration away.A few days later, Wolvent filled me in—Bruce had kicked out every last side-chick and forced Moye to lose the pup.Moye was wrecked. Wandering like a ghost. Totally shattered.I was shocked, honestly. Thought maybe she'd be the exception.But nope. Bruce felt that she wasn't worthy to carry his pup either.Over the last ten years, plenty of side chicks ended up carrying—but Bruce never let any of them have his pup.Not even me.I still remember—barely a month into the bond, I found out I was with pup. Told Bruce, glowing.He didn't say a word. Just dragged me off and made me end it.He tied me up. Spat venom in my face.Said I didn't deserve to carry his pup. That I'd spend this life paying for my "sins."Looking back now, maybe the only one he ever thought was good enough...Was that dead girl he could never let go.***These days, Wolvent barely left

Chapter 8

Bruce dropped the pride. Spoke slow, like each word cost him."Celina, I was wrong. Hatred blinded me. I did love you—I was just too damn stupid to see it. After you left, I drowned in booze. But the more I drank, the more I missed you. I regret waking up too late. I know I love you now. Come back. I'll treat you right. You'll be the only Luna in my home."But he couldn't even look me in the eye.If he'd said that ten years ago... maybe it would've hit different. Maybe I'd have forgiven him.But love that shows up late?Doesn't mean a damn thing.I gave him a cold smile, slid my arm through Wolvent's, and rested my head on his shoulder."It's too late, Bruce. The first time I asked to break the bond, I promised myself I'd say it a hundred times—until it stopped hurting."I hit that number a long time ago."And with it... my love for you ran out. I don't love you anymore."I smiled.But yeah—it still hurt.Ten years of loving and breaking for him had etched that pain deep in

Chapter 9

After a day to breathe, I came to terms with it.Having my real parents now—it felt like a gift I never thought I'd get.Once they saw me accept it, their walls finally dropped. The relief in their eyes said it all.They told me everything.They were from the Suncrest Pack. My father—the Alpha. My mother—the Luna. I'd been their everything. Their little jewel.Suncrest wasn't just strong—it ruled from Dark City, way above both Moonshade and Darkfang. Those packs didn't even come close.Years ago, my mom took me traveling. Rogues hit us on the road.My dad led a rescue, but in the chaos—I went over a cliff.I was six.The fall wiped my memory clean.No wonder I couldn't remember anything before six. No wonder my adoptive parents never really cared.To them, I was just a pawn. A tool.Still... part of me felt guilty they were gone. Like maybe I carried a piece of that blame too.Maybe this was my way of making it right.But they were gone. No point dragging ghosts around.

Chapter 10

Bruce snapped, voice slicing the air. "You're the shameless one—stealing my Luna!"He actually pulled out a crumpled photo from our mating ceremony, holding it up like proof in court. "Look! She's mine. My mate!"The crowd buzzed. Whispers flew like wildfire.They'd heard stories about Bruce, but now all eyes were on me—confused, searching.I stared at the photo. Nothing. No flicker of recognition.Wolvent's smile turned lethal. "Your Luna? Did you even mark her?"That sharp jaw of his clenched, rage storming behind his eyes.I slid my fingers into his and gave a calm smile. "Don't let him get to you. He's not worth it."Wolvent's glare softened. He gave me that quiet, grounding look only he could pull off.Bruce's chest rose hard—like he wanted to speak but couldn't choke it out.Well, yeah. That bond? Already snapped. The mark? No longer exists.The night the Suncrest Pack cornered him, the pressure got real. Elders laid it out plain: cut me loose or face the fallout. Drun

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