All Chapters of The revenge of the broken luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter 1I was dying.I knew I was dying.Lying on the luxurious bed in the pack's mansion, I felt every wound, every shattered bone, like fire tearing through me. The taste of blood filled my mouth and it was numb. Every breath felt like ice. My eyelids fluttered like a moth's wings. Squeezing them shut, I tried again, but I kept blinking back into darkness.I’d been coughing up blood all day. My vision blurred at the edges, and I could feel the end creeping closer. But I didn’t panic. Not anymore. I no longer feared death—I welcomed it, because I knew that at this point, death was the best thing that could happen to me.A month ago, my very own stepsister, Elizabeth Blackwood, had planned with my own mate, Viktor Thorne and they both handed me over like a lamb to be slaughtered. To Tharros Bloodworth. The very famous deadly lycan king of the west region. Me, Ava Athena, was her “gift.” Her offering.And she had the nerve to call herself family.It did not make sense. She should ha

Ava.I used my time wisely while in Los Vegas—never missing an opportunity. No more standing in the shadows.No more nervous, scared Ava. This was the new Ava that HAD to survive."I'll ask him," I replied, trying not to let my emotions show."Come early. Shannon has arranged a large dinner."I couldn’t help but frown as I asked, "Am I to call her Shannon now? And not Mother?"I had almost forgotten about my dear stepmother’s existence… or was it that I tried to forget?"Don’t be a clown! See you then, bye." He tried to play it off before hanging up quickly.I stared at my phone and took a deep breath before calling Kaiser. I should’ve known he wouldn’t answer.I wouldn’t bother him if it wasn’t for the fact that, if he didn’t come, I would have to deal with those people all by myself.Also, the fact that I now had a mate that wasn’t Viktor to show off. I knew Viktor was going to be present and I wanted nothing more than to upset him even more.I did my makeup and selected a limited-e

Ava.Suddenly, Elizabeth swung her hand, trying to slap me. I blocked it easily, grabbing the pressure point between her thumb and pointer finger, twisting her arm downward. The stupid bitch tried to yank her arm back, but I just squeezed harder, savouring the pain on her face and refusing to let go.Her face turned red—from pain, from anger, from sheer frustration—before she finally shouted, “Let go of me! I’m warning you!”I smiled, satisfied. “Well, well, well…”I thought about it for a moment, only a moment, then decided, why not? I twisted her arm a bit more, then gave her a sharp backhand across the face with my free hand. As I let go, I gave her a little push. She was already off balance and went stumbling to the ground.Elizabeth twisted awkwardly, trying to catch herself on anything nearby. Unfortunately for her, and very fortunately for me, she bumped her freshly done nose on the hallway table, dragging the whole thing down with her.The large vase on it? Smashed.Even bette