All Chapters of Luna Pretending To Be Blind: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter 31- What part of you could ever surpass Yara?

Yara’s PovI watched Daniel’s face carefully when I mentioned how Judy was trying to replace me. His expression stiffened for just a second, so brief it would have been easy to miss if I hadn’t been watching him closely. Then he smiled, an awkward stretch of his lips that never quite reached his eyes, and reached out to touch Ryker’s small hand.“No one could ever replace you,” he said quickly. His voice sounded practiced, like he had said the same line many times before. “You shouldn’t think like that. Don’t upset yourself. You’ll scare Ryker.”I felt my throat tighten at his words, but I didn’t argue. I turned my gaze down to Ryker instead, brushing my palm over his soft cheek. His eyes were half open, unfocused, and I could feel how light his body was against mine. My heart felt heavy as I patted him gently, trying to calm both of us.“I know,” I said quietly. “I’m just tired.”There was a faint rustle by the doorway, almost too soft to hear. I didn’t need to look to know who it wa

Chapter 32- Someone like him doesn’t feel guilt

Yara’s PovAround noon, my phone buzzed against the bedside table. I glanced at the screen and saw Rebecca’s name. My heart jumped, even before I answered, because she never called without a reason. I picked up the phone slowly and kept my voice calm.“Yara,” Rebecca said right away, her voice low but excited. “Director Jim received the antidote. It arrived this morning. It was shipped from abroad like we planned.”I closed my eyes for a second and let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. My fingers tightened around the phone as relief and fear tangled together in my chest. The antidote existed. It was real. That meant I still had a chance.“When can you bring it?” I asked quietly.“Not yet,” Rebecca replied. “I need you to tell me when it’s safe. I don’t want to walk into your house at the wrong time. You know how dangerous that place is right now.”I understood her concern, but as I stared at the closed door of the bedroom, a sudden thought crossed my mind. Staying inside t

Chapter 33- You’re a maid, not my mother

Yara’s PovI returned home in the late afternoon, the sun already sinking low enough to cast long shadows across the driveway. My hair felt unfamiliar against my neck, lighter, shorter. Every step I took felt deliberate, like I was walking into a scene I had already rehearsed in my head.The moment I pushed the door open, I sensed the tension inside the house.Daniel was standing in the living room, his jacket still on, his posture stiff. Judy stood a few steps away from him, her head slightly lowered. Even before she turned, I saw it, the faint red mark on her cheek, already beginning to fade but still visible.Daniel noticed my shoes by the door and turned sharply.“Where did you go?” he asked, then stopped mid-sentence when his eyes landed on my hair.His gaze lingered, slow and assessing.Judy spun around, her eyes widening. For a second, pure shock flashed across her face. Then anger took over.“You went out?” she snapped. “Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving the house?”Her

Chapter 34- Mysterious Group Chats

Yara’s PovDaniel’s glass was already half empty when I lifted mine. The wine looked exactly the same as it always did, dark red and expensive, the kind he liked to boast about when guests came over.He swirled it lazily and glanced at me. “Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked with a faint smile. “Did I spill something?”“No,” I said calmly. “You just look exhausted.”He scoffed. “That’s normal. You don’t run things at my level without being tired.”“Then drink,” I said, keeping my tone light. “You’ve earned it.”Daniel raised his glass. “To a quiet night for once.”I tapped my glass against his. “To a quiet night.”I took a small sip, just enough to be convincing. Daniel, as usual, drank far more than he should have. He leaned back in his chair, visibly relaxed.“Good wine never disappoints,” he said.I nodded and set my glass down. “You’ve been pushing yourself lately.”“Someone has to,” he replied. “Things don’t manage themselves.”A few minutes passed as he talked about

Chapter 35- Daniel Didn’t Even Spare My Family

Yara’s PovThe small golden key slid into the Safe’s key hole smoothly, as if it had been used often. That alone made my stomach twist. Daniel always claimed he rarely touched the safe, always insisted there was nothing in there worth worrying about.The lock clicked open.I pulled the door toward me and stared inside.At first glance, everything looked orderly. Too orderly. Files were stacked neatly, each labeled with dates and codes. Several folders were marked with familiar addresses, and it took me a second to realize they were properties I recognized.My properties.“No,” I whispered, my voice barely louder than air. “That can’t be right.”I pulled out the first folder and opened it. The words swam for a moment before they made sense. Mortgage documents. Not one, but two. The same property had been mortgaged twice, each loan taken out months apart.My name was listed as the owner.Daniel’s name was listed as the authorized signatory.I flipped to the next folder.The same thing.

Chapter 36- Time

Yara’s PovDaniel was away for three days, handling Pack affairs he said could not wait. He mentioned it casually, like he was talking about the weather, and I nodded as if it meant nothing to me.“Don’t wait up,” he said while closing his suitcase. “This might drag on.”“I won’t,” I replied, watching him carefully.He hesitated for a moment, as though he wanted to say more, then turned and left. When the door finally shut behind him, the house felt quieter than usual, but my mind was already moving.Those three days were enough.I started with the accounts. Not the surface summaries Daniel liked to show during meals, but the deeper records I now had access to. I sat in the study for hours, cross-checking figures, comparing transfers, and aligning dates.At first, everything looked normal. The Pack accounts were structured to appear flawless, just as Daniel always bragged they were.But once I slowed down and looked closely, the gaps began to show.The discrepancy was subtle but delib

Chapter 37- Track Someone Named Cara

Yara’s PovThe moment Judy drove off, I did not waste time wondering whether this made me cruel or calculating. I went straight to Judy’s room.Her door was not locked. It never was. Judy had always believed herself indispensable, trusted, untouchable. That confidence made people careless.I closed the door behind me and stood still for a moment, listening. The house was quiet. Daniel was not due back until late, and Judy would not return for hours.“That’s more than enough,” I murmured.I started with her bag. It sat on the chair like it always did, neatly arranged, the strap folded just so. Inside, everything was organized to an almost obsessive degree.Wallet. Phone charger. Makeup pouch. Keys.I opened the wallet first.Her ID card stared back at me, her photo carefully chosen, her expression soft and obedient. I took out my phone and snapped clear photos of the front and back, making sure every detail was readable.Next was her bank card.I hesitated only for a second before phot

Chapter 38- You’re Not My Son

Yara’s PovThe drive to the summer camp felt longer than it should have. I kept my hands steady on the steering wheel, but my thoughts drifted back years, moving in quiet circles I could not stop.Jeremiah had always been a calm child. Even as a baby, he rarely cried without reason, and when he did, it was usually because he needed something specific. Hunger, discomfort, or my presence. Once I picked him up, he would quiet almost immediately, his small fingers curling into my clothes as if anchoring himself to me.I remembered the first time I noticed the mole on his forehead. It was small and faint then, barely darker than the surrounding skin, sitting just above his left brow. The midwife had pointed it out with a knowing smile.“That’s the mark,” she had said softly. “Wolf clan bloodline.”At the time, I had laughed nervously and brushed it off as superstition. Later, after everything I had learned and everything I had endured, that small mark became something else entirely. It was

Chapter 39- My Child has Been Taken

Yara’s PovThe moment I stepped away from the camp office, my legs felt weak, but I forced myself to keep moving. My mind was racing faster than my body could follow, replaying every detail again and again, searching for the point where everything had gone wrong.I tried hard to remember things from years ago. The memories started coming back one after another. I remembered the time when I first noticed that Jeremiah’s voice sounded different. Back then, Daniel casually said the child just had a sore throat. But when I think about it now, I can still faintly remember Jeremiah’s voice. There was something in it that sounded like he was trying to ask for help.Daniel had brushed it off at the time. He said the child was only throwing a tantrum because he did not want to go to summer camp. I believed him. I even comforted the boy and told him to behave.Thinking about it now made my whole body feel cold. The more I went over it in my mind, the more afraid I became. It felt like something

Chapter 40- This is Unexpected

Yara’s PovI had barely taken three steps toward the entrance when Beth’s voice cut through the noise behind me. She leaned out of the car window, her expression suddenly serious, no trace of teasing left on her face.“Hey,” she called. “You should know something before you walk in there.”I stopped and turned back toward her. “What is it?”She glanced toward the building, then back at me. “Shadow Claw Pack doesn’t allow outsiders to intrude freely. Especially not when they’re demanding to see the Alpha.”My heart skipped, but I forced myself to stay calm. “Someone broke the law,” I said. “They swapped my child. I don’t care which pack rules I step on.”Beth studied me for a moment, then shook her head. “You better respect wolf laws. Once you step in there, you’re stepping into their territory.”“I know,” I replied. “That’s exactly why I’m going in.”She scoffed softly. “You’re stubborn.”“I’m a mother,” I said, and turned away before she could say anything else.I hurried inside.The

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