All Chapters of THE SUBSTITUTE LUNA: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

IRIS. My body was sucked into a spiral and I felt Draco hug me tightly. I closed my eyes, holding on to him but when my feet landed on the ground, I stumbled forward and fell into what looked like a market stall. Everyone around me began screaming in shock because I had just destroyed someone’s booth when I fell into it. My eyes widened, my butt still on the ground, as I looked at the bystanders who were looking at me.“Luna Iris?” Someone said and the small crowd around us fell silent.A sheepish smile slowly crawled onto my face. “Hi… I’m sorry.”“It’s really you, Luna Iris!” Someone yelled and the people began making noises again. I clamped my hands over my ears until a female reached out her hand to me, and I gladly accepted it, only to remember who she was. “Lima? Is that you?”Lima was the makeup artist Draco assigned to help me get ready for functions we needed to attend, including our engagement party. “What are you doing here?” I asked while I brushed the dirt and dust tha

IRIS.Everything felt surreal. In the blink of an eye, I was back to the place I loved the most—beside Draco, in the pack that he spent his whole life protecting. And the most wonderful thing of it all, my memory was back. I could not only remember my life before Meridian killed me, but I could also remember my life without Draco for the last two years.It was a bittersweet moment knowing I was blessed to experience my parents’ love—the one I was missing my whole life—without them having to share me with anyone or with Draco.I basked in their love while Draco had to pay a price for it.It only made me realize how far this man would go for me and I knew there would never be a time in my life that I would doubt if he loved me.This love was also extended to me by his pack.Pride rose in my chest as I looked at the crowd gathered around us in an impromptu festival they pulled in celebration of my return. At the beginning, I was confused, not sure how they were able to forgive me so fast

(continuation of Felicity's letter to Iris)---------I was eight years old when my mother and I found out about you. I didn’t understand infidelity then, and all I knew was that I was excited to meet you. I already knew we would be best friends forever.So, I asked when they would take you home.That was the beginning of a never-ending scolding from Mom, telling me how you took the sunshine away from our home—how you destroyed the loving family I grew up in. That having you meant I had fewer dresses to wear and fewer gifts to receive. And most importantly, I would never be the apple of my father’s eye again.As the days went by, I began to resent you. For almost a decade, we hated you and your mother.And then all of a sudden, you arrived and became part of our home. I wished you were ugly or dumb. I wished you had rotten teeth and ugly hair. Instead, you were so beautiful that even if my mother dressed you up in rags, you still looked more beautiful than me. I had to spread rumors ab

IRIS. Instead of going straight home to the packhouse when we arrived in the territory, Draco drove to the middle of the forest, where the dungeons were. I had heard of this place, but I’d never been there. I knew the dungeon was the place where he held Constantine captive before he killed him. “If you don’t want Chriselda and Franco here, I can move them to a cleaner place, a cell in the security building.” He said after guiding me into what looked like an abandoned building—a ruin—but still had running electricity and a good roof overhead. “They can stay here. I do not pity them. They have already exhausted all the love and care I had for them, and I have nothing left but loathing.”“Iris, I don’t want you to always give in to the dark part.”“I know,” I replied softly. Draco and I had discussed this before. We were both fully aware that, like my mother, despite having a heart, there was a part of us—a darkness—that could be triggered at any time. “Some people deserve my compassi

IRIS.My heart felt like it would jump out of my chest as I stood before the big wooden doors, not because a crowd waited on the other side, but because I knew Draco was inside the ballroom—waiting to marry me and give me his name.I had no doubt this was all I ever wanted since I found out he was my fated mate. I should be excited—ecstatic, because this was a dream I never thought was even possible.But the flashback to my first marriage had haunted me since we began preparing for this wedding. I tried to act normal, but deep down, I couldn’t help feeling bad for everything Constantine had taken from me—including the joy of a wedding.Draco wanted a big celebration, and I couldn’t say no. I saw how excited he was, and so were my parents and grandparents on Dad’s side. So, I agreed to the big wedding. I thought I was just having wedding jitters, but now I could see it was more than that.I kept telling myself Constantine was dead. But it didn’t change anything. It was so unfair that e