All Chapters of The Villainess Will Not Be Eclipsed Again: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

1|| Of Ashes And Bone

LEAH’S POV It burns. It doesn’t start as a sudden flare of light— it starts as an unbearable, suffocating weight that locks every muscle in my chest. The heat licks at my ankles first—slow, creeping, and agonizingly deliberate—before rising like a wave of liquid iron. And it hurts. It hurts so damn much. My skin sizzles, bubbling into hideous pus-filled sacs before bursting open. Flesh melts away from the bone with a sickening sound, like a piece of tender meat falling off the bone. I remember the smell—god, the awful, choking, copper-thick stench of my own body roasting in the dark, a foul greasy stink that coats the back of my throat until I violently gagged on smoke and cinder. I couldn't scream. I couldn’t make my throat work. My vocal cords had long since charred, crisping inside my neck as the air turned into liquid fire. Every desperate gasp pulled the flames deep into my lungs, scorching my throat from the inside out while the world outside f

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2|| The Villainess’s Spawn

LEAH’S POV I pace the length of my tiny room. Three steps forward, turn, three steps back. I stop in front of the small wall mirror, staring into dark green eyes that feel alien, before running a hand down my face and beginning to speak aloud—testing my own vocal cords, testing my own shattered mind. "My name is Leah Bellmoore," I whisper to the silent room, my voice rasping softly against the quiet walls. "Or at least, it used to be Rosante Leah." I turn on my heel, pacing back toward the window, watching the dust motes dance in the light of the rising sun as I force the words out one by one. "I belong…” I shake that thought out of my head. “I belonged to the Harvest Moon pack, one of the four major werewolf packs dividing the shifter territories." I stop at the edge of my bed, gripping the wooden bedpost as I look up at the ceiling, my voice growing surer. "There are four packs, but only two are ruled by Lycans. The Harvest Moon and New Moon packs have no royal

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3|| Little Herb-Keeper No More

LEAH’S POV I was the child of the shameless woman who stole Captain Rosante’s real child. Whenever I walked down the the road, the elders sneered, shielding their children as if my very presence were contagious. 'Look at her,' they would hiss, their voices dripping with disgust. 'She has her mother's evil eyes. Who knows what venom she’s brewing with those herbs of hers? Wickedness clearly runs in their blood. I drop my arms to my sides, my voice dropping into a cold, quiet whisper that fills the small room. "They looked at me and didn't see Leah, the girl who spent eighteen years doing everything to bring honor to the Rosante name. They saw Clara. Every cold glare, every spat insult, and every door slammed in my face was framed as justice for Clara's sins." I stop in the center of the room, looking around at the packed bags, the bare walls, and the drafty window one last time before speaking my final thought out loud. "And the irony? Clara died by her own ha

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4|| The Warmth Of A Hypocrite

LEAH’S POV When I woke up hours later in my bedroom, the house was dead silent. My throat felt so dry, it burned. Normally, if I suffered a sudden fever, Bea would be sitting in the armchair beside my bed with a damp cloth and a soothing herbal tea. The chair was empty. I forced myself out of bed, my head spinning wildly as my weak omega stamina struggled to keep me upright. I gripped the doorframe, taking deep breaths to regulate my breathing—a technique Bea had taught me years ago. I crept down the stairs, but halfway down, a heavy, suffocating wave of pressure hit me. Alpha dominance. Alpha Everest Lockwood was in our living room. I hurried down the remaining steps, pulling myself into the entry hall. The scene before me felt like a nightmare. Mother wasn't weeping anymore, she sat numbly on the sofa. Leonardo stood behind her, his face grim. Father sat on the opposite cushion, and sandwiched directly between my parents was Willow. Across from them

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5|| What I Must Do

LEAH’S POV From that single night onward, the warm home I had known turned into an icy prison. They didn't kick me out into the woods—that would have brought unwanted questions from neighboring packs. Instead, they kept me like a dirty secret tucked away in the back of the house. My old bedroom, the spacious second-floor room overlooking the garden, was stripped bare within twenty-four hours. My herbal collections, my hand-drawn maps of local flora, my soft quilts—all of it was tossed into cardboard boxes and shoved into the narrow, drafty attic that used to be a storage room. Willow was given my old room. No one asked if I was comfortable. No one asked if I needed help moving the heavy wooden trunk. The treatment inside the house bled into the pack grounds almost overnight. Even without a public declaration, whispered rumors spread through the Harvest Moon territory like dry brush catching a spark. People didn't know the exact story of the diary, but they k

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6

LEAH’S POV The memory cuts off sharply, drowned out by another searing pain behind my eyes.I press my hands flat against my skull, waiting out the pounding migraine until it slowly recedes into the background, leaving behind a dull but manageable throbbing at the base of my head.I stand up from the bed, my fingers tightening around the edge of my wooden desk until my knuckles turn white.Not this time. I won’t fail this time. I look at the open luggage on the floor, then at the small paper calendar hanging on the wall.Tonight is the formal dinner at Alpha Lockwood’s estate, a gathering meant to solidify Willow's place among the pack's high nobility. And in three days, the pack will host the grand send-off ball for the twenty-five young wolves selected to attend Eclipse Academy.“Of course I couldn’t go back before she arrived, but I had to come back before this d*mn dinner…” Out of those twenty-five wolves, I personally tutored twenty-two of them. I spent my late evenings writin

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7

LEAH’S POV In my past life, when Willow put on that grand performance, I let it break me. I let the raw, bleeding hurt show plain as day on my face. My lower lip had trembled. My eyes had filled with bitter tears. I had felt so thoroughly humiliated that I snapped at her in front of everyone, screaming that she was a thieving fake who had stolen my life.And how did my family reward me for showing my pain?Augustine and Leonardo tore into me without mercy. They shouted at me for being an ungrateful, jealous creature. Augustine had towered over me, his Beta dominance crashing down until my knees hit the floorboards, declaring that I was an ambitious little rat who had no right to crave things that belonged to Willow. They told me I should be satisfied that I was even allowed to set foot in Eclipse Academy, and that I ought to keep my miserable face out of polite society.As punishment for daring to look hurt, they left me behind.I spent that entire evening sitting alone in the dark

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8

LEAH’S POV Leonardo holds her elbow as if she might snap in half if she takes a step too quickly, while Augustine keeps a warm, protective hand hovering over her shoulder, his Beta presence flaring softly around her like a warm blanket.Willow glides down the steps, wearing a lovely dress of soft cream silk that clings to her narrow waist. It is a dress meant for a noblewoman, paid for with the pack's central funds under the order of her devoted father. The moment her small leather slippers touch the last wooden step, she flows directly into Bea’s open arms with a delicate, ringing laugh that echoes through the foyer."Oh, Mother, look at my dress! Leonardo helped me clasp the back ribbon," Willow trills, her voice sweet as honey, thick with exaggerated innocence.Bea instantly forgets her confusion with me. A bright, fond smile bursts across her face as she gathers Willow into her arms, smoothing down the cream silk with gentle, trembling fingers."You look stunning, my sweet girl,

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9

LEAH’S POV Willow’s smile falters for a fraction of a second, confusion flickering in her eyes. "Leah? I only meant—""I know what you meant," I interrupt, stepping back and wiping a stray tear from my cheek with a trembling finger. I look directly at Bea, whose face has gone completely pale. "But every time you say that word... it must hurt Aunt Bea so much."I lower my gaze again, letting out a shaky, painful breath that makes my chest heave."It reminds everyone of what my birth mother did to her," I whisper, my voice dripping with sorrow and quiet shame. "Clara tried to ruin Aunt Bea's life. She stole her child, and she tried to take her husband. Calling me your sister just forces Aunt Bea to look at me and remember the monster who destroyed her peace. I don't want to cause Aunt Bea any more pain than my bloodline already has."Bea gasps, bringing a hand up to cover her mouth.As a woman who prides herself on her soft, forgiving omega image, my words hit her right where it hurts.

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10

LEAH’S POV The heavy engine of the Rosante family car hums smoothly against the paved road as we leave our territory behind and head toward the high hill where the Alpha’s manor stands.Inside the enclosed space of the vehicle, the air is thick, stifling, and heavy with the scent of high-grade Beta pheromones mixed with expensive perfume.Augustine never has any d*mn semblance of modesty, even when it comes to his pheromones. He sits in the front passenger seat, his massive frame blocking my view of the road, his eyes fixed dead ahead on the winding road illuminated by the headlights. Bea sits in the back row, squeezed between Leonardo and Willow, her fingers nervously smoothing out the lace trim of her dress.And I? I am sitting on the far right, pressed up against the cold glass of the rear door, completely isolated despite being packed tightly into the same row.I lean my head against the cool window pane, watching the dark silhouette of the dense pine forests speed past us in t

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