All Chapters of The Rejected Obese Luna Returns For War: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Rachel's POV A shiver ran down my spine. I had never been this nervous in my life — not even the day I saved Annular Moon Pack territory from my own kind's invasion. “It's okay, Rachel. You can do this.” I whispered it like a prayer, exhaling slow, willing my hands to stop trembling. It was the night of the Unencumbered Festival — the night that marked my turning point. From nobody to heroine. That was supposed to be me. I grabbed my phone to check the time, and the wallpaper hit me square in the chest. Not fear this time. Nostalgia. The woman smiling back at me from that photo — young, pretty, ordinary — had no idea what she would become, or what it would cost her. I looked up at the mirror instead. The glucometer sat heavy in my hand, its number climbing higher than it should. My breath started to catch, shallow and uneven. My pills. I'd left them at the pack house I bolted for the restroom door, fumbling for my phone, dialing Jacob. Unreachable . Alice. Switched off

Danielle POVThe light hit me before anything else did — white, clinical, blinding. I blinked hard against it, my vision swimming as shapes resolved into a ceiling I didn't recognize. Fine plaster molding traced the edges of the room, too expensive to be anything but custom. My body felt heavy and hollow at once, like I'd been poured back into it after being emptied out somewhere else."Miss Carmen, you're finally awake."A woman's voice cut through. I sat up too fast, my head spinning as I took in the room. Everything about it whispered wealth — silk drapes pooling against the floor, sheets softer than anything I'd ever owned. It felt less like waking up and more like stumbling into someone else's dream, one I hadn't been invited into.The door opened. A man walked in, and every thought in my head simply stopped.He was striking — tall, composed, dangerously handsome in a way that made the room feel smaller just by him standing in it. There was a stillness to him, the kind that came

Danielle POV I left the diary hidden in my room and went back downstairs, hungry for whatever secrets that book was still holding back. The moment I reached the hall, I saw him. Jacob. For one unguarded second, my body forgot everything that happened before I left Then it came back, cold and sharp: Keep your friends close. Keep your enemies closer So I walked toward him myself — slow, deliberate, every step calculated to catch the hunger already in his eyes. His gaze dropped and dragged over me, and I watched it land before I even reached him. I bit my lip, just enough. He met me halfway and pulled me into a dance without asking. He didn't need to anymore. His eyes held mine, and the low sound rolling out of his chest wasn't a growl born of anger. I knew that sound. It was the one Jacob made when he wanted something and expected to get it. I let my hand rest at the back of his neck — until I caught Jackson watching from across the room. I pulled back just enough to be sa

Elias POV "Sir, what are you going to do now," I said, curiosity sharpening my voice before I could stop it. "I will not give it to anyone but Danielle. Understand?" His fur rippled beneath his skin as anger surged through him, his control fraying at the edges. The lawyer nodded fast — too fast — and fled the room like the air itself had turned dangerous. "Calm down, sir. You're not well. You shouldn't be stressing yourself like this." A smile broke across his face as he looked at me, gentle now, like the anger had never touched him at all. "But why Danielle?" My voice cracked with disbelief as I studied him. He smiled warmly. "Every wolf is like a crimson worm, Elias. She risks her life for children who will one day feed on her." "What are you saying, sir?" "I pretend I don't know anything about this family. But I see everything. I know everything." A grin spread across his face — not cruel, but something closer to grief wearing a calm mask. "I know who's already dyi

Danielle's POV I stood in front of the mirror, and the woman didn't stop staring back at me. My breath caught. I touched my cheekbone, my waist, the curve of a body that had been slimmer, softer, entirely reshaped overnight. My hands were shaking. How is this possible. How did I change this fast, this much, in a single night I don't even remember living through. My phone buzzed against my palm, sharp and sudden, and I flinched like it had bitten me. I'm waiting here Danielle, where are you. Jacob. I couldn't stop looking at my own reflection, at this stranger's face wearing my grief. Something in my chest twisted, cold and tight. I didn't want to go. Every cell in this borrowed body screamed at me to run the other way. He killed you, Rachel. Go get your revenge. The voice inside me was mine, but harder now, sharpened into something with teeth. I grabbed my red purse, my hand trembling around the strap, and forced myself toward the door. "Are you sure you don't want me