All Chapters of I Died as His Luna, He Went Mad: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ROWANI didn’t know why I felt that way, why I was scared but I wasn’t at peace. It didn’t help that Damon was projecting his won feelings on to me. It was too much all at once, he wanted his mate and made me feel like shit for not caring about her.But it was the opposite of what he was thinking, I cared for Aurora, I was just distant because I wanted her to change. I wanted her to see what her actions were doing to us, to me. I wanted her to see how she embarrassed me in front of the pack and other alphas.She knew how hard it was for me to build my reputation after I got healed. No one respected me and I had to word hard to earn that respect. But then she kept doing all those things, the lies, deceit and it just wasn’t helping.“I am here for you, son. Tell me what you want me to do.” My dad said, I appreciated him being there, but I didn’t think there was much he could do. I felt like I was losing my mind, the pain in my leg was unbearable. But I didn’t want to get rid of it, mayb

AURORAThe Moon Goddess had given me time to think before making my decision. She was kind enough to leave me alone, not to pressure me. I didn’t know how long it had been since she left me, time there didn’t count. I couldn’t tell what time of day it was.What was most important was the fact that I had not gone anywhere with my thinking. I didn’t know if waiting for Rowan to come for me was a good idea. The man didn’t look for me since I disappeared and he didn’t care. He had Vivian. Why should I wait for him?Also, Rowan was only using me. The words he said at the hospital that day kept playing in my mind. The pain of hearing them returned as if I had just heard them. The man never appreciated me or any of my efforts. So, what was the point of waiting for him?Darian on the other hand, never stopped looking for me since he left the orphanage. He used the wolf mother’s bone, a valuable relic for

ROWANI kept going back to the cabin, but every day was the same. No sign of Aurora, her scent was beginning to fade and that told me that she had not been there since she left. I had hoped that she was alive when we found that cabin, but as days turned into weeks now going to a month. My hope was slowly dying.Yes, she might have been alive when she was in the cabin but whoever took her might have killed her as well then fled. He might have seen Steven lacking around and thought it was best to kill her before he got caught and run.“I hate how stupid and insensitive you can be sometimes.” Damon has not forgiven me. We haven’t had a proper conversation since he came back, and I had not been sleeping because of the pain in my leg. Jayson kept bringing me the wolf mother’s bone, but it wasn’t working.He kept telling me the pain was in my head since the wolf mother’s bone could cure anything. He believed I was healed, and the pain was just in my head. I couldn’t argue with him since I d

MRS HARTMy husband walked into the house, I was with Vivian, he didn’t look happy at all. “Vivian, give us the room.” He ordered as soon as he came in. Vivian stood. “I am going to see Rowan.” She left the house. My husband went and poured himself a drink.“I feel like something had changed with you.” He started, taking small sips from his drink. I didn’t say anything, I wanted to know where he was going with this. “You seem more secretive and on edge. Is there something you want to tell me?” he questioned, eyebrow raised and looking at me like a hawk.“The truth is, I am on edge.” I sighed lowering my head, I schooled my faced then lifted my head and look him in the eye. “Vivian has been back for over a year now, but nothing is happening. Rowan seems more distant now and I am afraid this wedding might not happen and that will hurt Vivian.” His face softened.He placed the glass on the counter and came to sit next to me. Took my hands into his and gave it a gently rub. “Don’t worry,

ROWANThe words on the page blurred for a moment—not because I didn’t understand them, but because my mind refused to accept them. The diary slipped from my hand and hit the floor with a dull thud. I stared at it, jaw tight, breath held still in my chest.It would have been easier to call Aurora a liar. She had lied before—at least, that was what I’d always believed. But a diary wasn’t written to persuade. It wasn’t a performance.It was truth carved in ink.And that was why my pulse began to slow—not out of calm, but out of something far more dangerous.Deliberate, controlled, I bent to retrieve the diary and turned the page.The more I read, the colder my blood became.Every accusation I’d thrown at her.Every punishment I’d justified.Every cold shoulder, every dismissal—All of it built on Vivian’s deception.Not Aurora’s.A muscle feathered in my jaw. I kept reading, though each line felt like another blow.Aurora had tried, many times.And I… had believed the wrong woman.My hea