All Chapters of Reborn as his Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CLARAMarianne’s apology fell from her lips like poison honey, sweet on the surface but rotten underneath. I knew that tone. I had heard it a thousand times before when I was Clara Wren, the fat girl everyone loved to torment.“I’m so sorry, Mrs. Storm,” Marianne said, her voice dripping with fake concern. “It was an accident. The bowl slipped from my hands.”My skin burned where the hot soup had splashed across my arm, red welts already forming on my perfect skin. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the rage building inside my chest. This woman had made my life hell for years, and she thought she could continue now that I wore a different face.“An accident?” I screamed, my voice echoing through the dining room. “You call deliberately throwing boiling soup on me an accident?”Marianne’s eyes darted around the empty room, making sure no one else was watching. When she was certain we were alone, her fake smile dropped completely. Her face twisted into the same cruel expressio

Chapter 13Damien’s POVLiora’s wolf watched me carefully, her head tilted as if she was trying to decide whether to trust me or run. The afternoon sun made her silver fur shine like moonbeams, and I found myself completely captivated.“You’re beautiful,” I said quietly, taking a small step closer. “I’ve never seen a wolf like you.”She made a soft whining sound, and I could see the conflict in her eyes. Part of her wanted to come to me, but something was holding her back.“What’s wrong?” I asked, crouching down to make myself less threatening. “You can trust me. I’m your husband, remember?”At the word ‘husband,’ she shifted back to her human form. She was naked, of course, and I quickly looked away to give her privacy.“I’m sorry,” she said, and I could hear the embarrassment in her voice. “I didn’t bring clothes with me.”I pulled off my shirt and handed it to her without looking. “Here. Take this.”When I finally turned around, she was wearing my shirt like a dress. It fell to her

Clara’s POVThe next morning, I waited until Damien left for his Alpha council meeting before beginning my investigation. I’d spent the entire night thinking about the gap in my memory, the wedding I couldn’t remember agreeing to, the strange certainty everyone had about my relationship with Damien.Someone had orchestrated this entire situation, and I intended to find out who.I started with the guards. There were always guards around the pack house, and guards noticed things. They might have seen something, remembered some detail that could help me piece together the truth.I found one of the senior guards, checking the perimeter near the gardens.“Hey,” I called out, approaching with what I hoped was casual friendliness. “Do you have a moment?”He turned and immediately straightened, showing the respect due to a Luna. “Of course, Luna Liora. How can I help you?”“I was wondering,” I said, choosing my words carefully, “about the day I arrived here. I’m trying to remember some detail

Clara’s POVDeep in my horrid thoughts, Damien surprisingly taps me on the back and asks if everything is alright. I hide the paper behind me and lie that I’m fine. My heart pounds against my chest as the death threat burns in my mind. Someone knows I’m asking questions. Someone wants me dead.Damien leans in for a kiss and as distracted as I am, I kiss him back, thinking it might relieve my stress. It does, and it’s so shocking to me the amount of warmth it brings. For a moment, I forget about the threat, about my revenge, about everything except the way his lips feel against mine. The kiss is gentle, patient, full of love that I know isn’t really meant for me.I almost give into the fire, almost let him take me to bed, but I stop myself as the revenge plan hatches in my mind again. I can’t get lost in this. He destroyed Clara. I can’t forget that.I stop Damien and lie that he’s being too rough with his kisses. Damien stops like a tamed dog, his face immediately filled with concern

Clara’s POVI brushed Damien off quickly, telling him it was nothing, and ran inside my room. My heart was racing as I closed the door behind me, leaning against it for a moment to catch my breath. My hands were shaking as I stared at the name written on the letter in my arms. Silas. Just seeing his handwriting made my stomach twist with dread.The letter felt heavy in my hands, like it contained more than just paper and ink. I walked over to my bed and sat down, trying to calm my nerves before opening it. I couldn’t read the letter properly earlier because Damien had stepped in at the wrong moment, but I could already feel that whatever was inside would only ruin my day.Taking a deep breath, I tore open the envelope with trembling fingers.The words hit me like a physical blow. I was mauled by the bitter reminder of the deal I had made with Silas all those months ago. How could I have forgotten something so important? The memory came flooding back like a nightmare I’d tried to suppr