Todos los capítulos de The Weak Luna's Second Chance : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 7

I had learned to recognize the sound of laughter stopping whenever I entered a room. It happened at breakfast, in the training yard, and even in the corridors of the pack house. Some wolves tried to hide their smiles behind their cups, while others didn't bother pretending they respected me. To them, I was Amelia Bennet, the weakest wolf in the pack and the most disappointing mate that could ever bounded to an Alpha. I had grown used to it, or at least I told myself I had. What I couldn't get used to was the way my own wolf, Vexa, remained silent whenever I reached for her. Sometimes, after calling to her for minutes, I felt the faintest flicker of her presence. Other times, there was nothing, the pack healer said I needed rest, but rest had never made much difference. Still, I had one thing to hold on to. Aiden Lucian. He was the Alpha of our pack, my mate, and the man I had spent years trying to please. He rarely showed affection to me in public, and he could go days without as

By the time I got downstairs, Mrs. Vera had already found another reason to complain about me. She stood near the dining table, watching a maid arrange the plates, and the moment she noticed me, she pointed towards the kitchen."Don’t just stand there looking lost. Go and bring the food."I swallowed the words I wanted to say and did as she asked. It was nothing new. I had learned that answering back only made things worse, so I kept my head down and carried the food to the table.I had barely finished arranging everything when my phone rang. I hurriedly brought it out of my pocket and saw “My Forever” on the screen. It was Aiden.After everything that had happened between us, I still found myself hoping he would call to explain, maybe even apologise for the way he had treated me or for what I had seen earlier. I knew I shouldn’t expect much from him, but a small part of me still believed there was something left between us.I quickly answered the call."Amelia, come to the pack house

“Amelia!”The voice echoed through the darkness, and I turned around, trying to find the person calling my name. I couldn’t see anything. The silver light that had surrounded me moments ago was fading, leaving me in a place that felt cold and unfamiliar.“Who’s there?” I called, but my voice sounded weak.I took a step forward. A sharp pull caught in my chest, I pressed a hand against it as an unfamiliar warmth spread through my body. It wasn’t the pain I had felt when Aiden rejected me. This feeling was different, as if something inside me was slowly waking up.“Amelia, wake up!”My eyes flew open. I sat up with a gasp and looked around, trying to understand where I was. The bed beneath me was softer than the one in my room back at the packhouse. The sheets smelled faintly of lavender, and beyond the quiet room I could hear the wind moving outside.Then I noticed the two picture frames hanging on the wall opposite the bed.I stared at them. Both pictures were of me. In one, I looked

“Your death.” For a moment, I couldn't speak. I stared at him, waiting for him to tell me he was exaggerating or trying to frighten me into behaving. But he didn't, his face remained serious, and the look in his eyes made my stomach tighten. I had spent years being treated like I was nobody. In my old pack, I was the weak one, the girl nobody thought was worth protecting. Aiden had made me feel unwanted, Seraphina had maltreated me, token everything I ever loved and the worst of all betrayed me, Vera had spent years making my life miserable. Now I was standing in a strange pack, listening to a man who claimed to be my uncle tell me that my own people might want me dead. “What did I do to deserve that?” My voice came out quieter than I intended. “I've never had any power. My wolf has barely been able to make herself heard. Why would anyone be afraid of me?” Marcus's expression softened slightly, but I noticed the way his fingers tightened around the edge of the desk. “Because what