Luna Pretending To Be Blind의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 5

Yara’s POVThe light hurt.That was my first thought as consciousness dragged me back to reality. My eyelids fluttered open, and the brightness of the bedroom made me wince. For a moment, I couldn't understand what was happening. The world was too sharp, too clear, too vivid.Having grown accustomed to darkness, I struggled to adjust to the light, my vision swimming in unfamiliar clarity as my head throbbed a little.Just a few hours ago, I'd finished my shower in the bathroom down the hall. The steam was still thick in the air, and I stepped out, grabbing for my towel like always. But my foot slipped on the wet tile. I remember reaching out, trying to catch the sink, but instead, I cracked my head right against the edge of the bathtub. Pain exploded, and I blacked out for a second.The same place the rogue’s claws had struck three years ago lit up as if someone had set a match to my brain… and then everything went dark.Then—her voice. My wolf. After three years of silence, she scr

Yara’s PerspectiveHe speaks of us like we are nothing, she snarled. Let me out. I will tear him apart. I will mark him as prey.Her anger surged through my veins, hot and violent. My hands trembled as her power slammed against my skin, searching for release.Not now, I whispered to her. Not yet.He rejected us, she snapped. He broke the bond. This pain demands blood.I pressed my lips together, forcing my breathing to stay steady.I need him alive, I told her. I need him ruined first.She paced inside me, claws scraping against the edges of my control. Her fury beat against my ribs, wild and relentless, but she did not break free.Soon, she growled. Promise me soon.Soon, I answered.I closed my eyes and used magic to push her energy down. It took effort. It felt like holding back a storm with bare hands. But I managed to cover her presence again.I breathed in and out slowly. I was not a helpless Omega, I would not let them play with me.I would show them exactly what I could do.A

Yara’s POVBy the time night fell, the thought would not leave me, circling no matter how hard I tried to push it away.Something was wrong with the medicine.I never said it out loud and barely let myself think it clearly, yet the image of Miso lying still on the floor kept returning, sharp and unwanted, forcing its way back into my mind again and again.She had never behaved like that before.She had lived in this house her entire life, eaten the same food, drunk the same water, slept in the same corners for years.Nothing in her routine had changed, nothing except that bowl.The conclusion pressed closer each time I tried to avoid it, tightening around my chest until breathing felt heavy and deliberate.Someone had tampered with the medicine.No other explanation made sense, and every time that thought reached its end, Daniel’s face rose in my mind.I pushed it away immediately.No, not him.Even forming the suspicion felt like betrayal.I wanted proof, certainty, anything solid e