All Chapters of I Reborn as Alpha Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

My heart hammered against my ribs after hearing that conversation. The anxiety was overwhelming. I always knew they didn't like me, but I never imagined they would actually plan to kill me. They spoke about ending my life as calmly as if they were discussing a business deal. Their voices were steady; they were absolutely certain about what they were going to do. I couldn't stay in this mansion a moment longer. Every second I spent here felt like my life was being drained away. My life was in serious danger. Moving as quietly as possible, I crept back to my room. I didn't own any fancy clothes, so I just packed three pairs of my old outfits into a worn-out bag. I quickly grabbed my savings—money given to me by Grandpa Edward—and hid it in the pocket of my old pants. It wasn't much, but I knew it would be a big help in getting away. Once I finished packing, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My naturally red lips were now deathly pale from fear. My curly hair looked messy

The last thing I remembered was the whistling wind and the feeling of my body shattering against the cold, dark void. I had welcomed the end with a promise of blood and shadows. But death didn't feel like the silence I expected. Instead of the cold floor of my prison or the sharp rocks of the cliff, I felt something soft beneath me. My lungs, which had been gasping for a final breath, suddenly filled with air that smelled of pine, rain, and something... primal. As I opened my eyes, an unfamiliar place appeared before me. The ceiling above was high, crafted from dark, polished wood and stone. The room was vast, filled with elegant, rustic furniture that radiated power and ancient wealth—far different from the mansion where I was treated like a maid. I tried to sit up, bracing for the sharp pain of my fall, but my body felt stronger than ever. My senses were sharp—too sharp. I could hear the heartbeat of someone standing outside the door. I could smell the faint scent of forest e

As Kilian walked away, the heavy silence around us turned into a rush of movement. The warriors—still shocked as they stared at their frozen weapons while others glared at me with glowing gold eyes—quickly stepped aside to let us pass. I didn't wait for an invitation. I started walking toward the massive stone doors of the mansion, head held high, while Silas remained watchful by my side.Inside, the mansion felt even more intimidating than it looked on the outside. The walls were covered in dark tapestries and ancient weapons, and the air felt heavy with the history of the Blood Moon Pack. "Our time here won't be easy, Saera," Silas whispered as we climbed the grand staircase. "Kilian is an Alpha who rules with an iron fist. The fact that you challenged him in front of his pack was a big mistake. He will target you even more now. If you're unlucky, he might even be cruel to you." "I will fight back," I answered, my voice echoing slightly in the wide hallway. "I didn't come here