All Chapters of Reborn As The Enemy’s Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

DAPHNE'S POVMy phone vibrated beside me, and I quickly picked it up. A message from an unknown number.I drew my brows and tapped on it."Hi, Daphne, this is Thelma Zynn, from Willbed foundation." The message read.I abruptly sat up, trying to remember the name as I hadn't heard of it before. I remembered applying to volunteer in a foundation when I got back to Louisville, but Willbed wasn't part of it.I typed back: "How can I help you, Miss Thelma?"She typed back: "We received your application to join our foundation as a volunteer and you have been accepted. We have a job for you which needs to be done as soon as possible."I drew my brows, and typed back: "I never applied for willbed.""Oh. Then I apologize for the mistake."Willbed? I don't know. I haven't heard about the foundation.But, I have always wanted to keep myself busy. Maybe this is a sign. With my mind occupied, I wouldn't think about Zachary or the bond again."I will be up for it if you have any opportunity for me,

DAPHNE’S POVI walked down the quiet alley, glancing around as I checked the address written on the small piece of paper in my hand. The air felt oddly heavy, as if the street itself were holding its breath.Block 32.I let out a quiet sigh of relief and headed toward it. Once I reached the door, I knocked and waited patiently.That was when I felt it. The tiny hairs on the back of my neck rose, and my heart skipped.Slowly, I looked over my shoulder.People passing by were staring at me. One woman grabbed her child’s hand and pulled him closer as she passed me.Not casually, intently. Some leaned toward their companions, whispering things I couldn’t hear.My brows furrowed. I looked down at myself, scanning my clothes. There was nothing wrong with what I was wearing. No stains. No tears. Nothing strange.Yet the stares didn’t stop.The more people passed, the more they looked. The more they whispered.Just as unease began to crawl under my skin, the door opened. An older woman stood

ZACHARY'S POVI blinked my eyes open, immediately blinded by the sun’s rays reflecting through the window.I had barely slept, but exhaustion was a luxury I couldn’t afford anymore.I turned to the other side of the bed and let out a sigh of fraustration.Another day. Another day to watch Daphne and dare not get close to her.Another day of pretending distance was protection.I groaned and sat up, thinking about everything I had observed during the past week. Every little change, every new detail.She keeps getting colder, even though she tries to hide it. She thinks she’s doing the right thing, but she’s only lying to herself.It’s been a week since I made it my duty to watch her.No one else was qualified to guard what was mine.I got out of bed and went to freshen up. When I stepped out of the bathroom, I picked up my phone and checked her location.She was still at home.I turned on my laptop. Daniel had sent messages, but as usual, it wasn’t enough. Not enough to bring Eleanor do

Eleanor’s POV“Daily report,” I typed into my laptop. “The plan is still in full motion. Daphne remains under our manipulation, and there is no sign of change in her behavior.”I leaned back in my chair, reflecting on everything I had observed.I had been watching her closely, and so far, there had been no sign of Zachary around her. He was truly avoiding her, which worked perfectly in my favor.She had been getting closer to that guy Thelma told me about. Good. He would be the perfect distraction. The perfect replacement to occupy her mind and slowly erase Zachary from it.I let out a slow breath and rested my head against the chair. I didn’t even have to push much anymore. Nature was doing the work for me.Zachary had already lost.Or maybe he was planning something. It didn’t matter. There was no winning move left for him.“Zachary has been quiet these days,” I continued typing. “There are no reports of him going near her. If he is planning something, it’s irrelevant. He has alread

DAPHNE'S POVANNUAL YOUNG WOLVES FESTIVALOnce a year, every pack in Louisville gathered on the mountainside- a night of celebration, alliances, and silent power displays.It only comes once in every year, but it was a day I always long for.Even this year, a part of me wished I had stayed home.Music, firelight, and the scent of hundreds of wolves filled the air.Daisy and I were always chaperoned every year, but this time, we are adults. We would have the fun we want without getting stopped, well, except hanging out with boys.Dad and mom would be there. They were part of the organizers this year, and I am sure they would have their eyes on us."All done," Daisy said, smiling at me, or rather, admiring her work.I had wanted to escape after getting dressed, but she dragged me back because it was the night I shouldn't forget, so I needed some makeover.I looked at myself in the mirror, and for a moment, I wondered who the person I was staring at was.Well, myself, but a different ver