Dying with rage

MOONLIGHT REBORNChapter OneNova POVI knew I was dying.Not slowly. Not dramatically. Just — factually. The way you know a fruit has gone bad before you touch it. My body had been broadcasting it for weeks, in the language of failing organs and numbers on charts that the doctors stopped showing me directly.Twenty-two days in this bed.The room smelled like bleach and recycled air. The monitor beside me kept its bored, mechanical rhythm. Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound of a machine that hadn't given up yet, even if everything else had.Caden had visited once.I kept returning to that number like pressing a bruise. Once. In twenty-two days. His excuse was always the pack — council meetings, territory disputes, a hundred responsibilities that only he could handle. I had swallowed every one of those excuses because that was the pattern I'd built my life around. Caden spoke, I believed. It had been that simple for six years.But I was running out of days, and I wanted to hear his voice.Tha

Too blind before not again

MOONLIGHT REBORNChapter TwoLight hit my eyes like a slap.I sucked in a breath so hard my ribs hurt from it. Real air. Real lungs. Real pain — and pain meant alive, pain meant body, pain meant something had happened that I didn't fully understand yet.I lay still and let my senses come back online one at a time.Ceiling. White. The particular white of a room I recognized.I sat up slowly.The Alpha's residence at Silver Moon. My bedroom. The grey curtains I'd picked out two years ago, the dent in the left pillow, the water glass on my nightstand with a crack along the rim that I'd always meant to replace.My hands were in my lap. I turned them over. No IV lines. No bruising from needles. The skin was smooth, unbroken — no burns from the lab either, which meant —I grabbed my phone off the nightstand.The date hit me like cold water to the face.A year. I had been sent back a full year. The antidote was still in early stages. Caden was still working himself into the ground trying to

Done

MOONLIGHT REBORNChapter ThreeNova's POVI sat on the edge of my bed with the door locked and Reid's photo open on my phone.The little girl on a man's shoulders. My face. His laugh.Alpha Conrad of Moonlight. My father. A man who had spent twenty years looking for a daughter he lost in a rogue attack when she was three years old, and I had spent those same twenty years inside the pack that had found me and decided an unmated Omega orphan was the lowest possible thing a person could be.The distance between those two facts was so large I couldn't hold it all at once. So I didn't try. I set the phone face down on the mattress and sat with the silence for exactly as long as I could afford — maybe two minutes — then I put it away and started thinking practically.Because that's what this life required. Not feelings. Not processing. Moves.I had the photo of Caden and Sable in the garden saved in three places. I had Reid's number. I had one hundred million sitting in an account Caden did

Powe smells nice

MOONLIGHT REBORNChapter FourNova's POVJulie's wolf hit the ground running before her clothes finished tearing.She was fast. I'll give her that. Red Moon bred fighters the way some packs bred politicians — early, hard, with an emphasis on aggression over technique. Her wolf was large for a female, red-brown, shoulders at my chest height, and she came at me with the particular confidence of an animal that had never once been denied a fight it started.I had no wolf.My wolf had been asleep since I was three years old, buried so deep under two decades of Omega scent and Silver Moon's low expectations that even I had stopped believing it existed. No shift, no enhanced speed, no instincts beyond what six years of combat training had built into my muscle memory through sheer repetitive force.What I had was this: I knew where she was going to go before she got there.Fighters with Julie's background — rank-born, never seriously challenged, used to opponents who flinched — they always go

the Father

MOONLIGHT REBORNChapter Five — The FatherNova's POVThe Moonlight facility was three hours north.Reid drove. Two warriors in the vehicle behind us, two ahead. No conversation for the first hour, which I appreciated. I used the time to think through what I knew and what I didn't, which was a habit I'd built in the lab — map the gaps before you start working, because the gaps will kill you faster than the problems you can see.What I knew: Conrad had been running his pack from a hospital bed for eight months. Two Betas — Reid had named them Harlan and Voss — had been quietly filling the vacuum. The Council had a review scheduled. Three weeks.What I didn't know: everything else. The man. The pack. Whether any of this was real in the way it needed to be real."The photo," I said. "How old is it?"Reid kept his eyes on the road. "Twenty-two years.""And the confirmation I was alive — when did that come through?""Six months ago. Border informant, eastern district. Caught a scent trace

All Chapters of MOONLIGHT REBORN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Dying with rage

Too blind before not again

Done

Powe smells nice

the Father