Novel & Cerita After Amnesia, I Refuse To Be A Doormat Luna

"Sorry about that. But I didn't get in any trouble, right?" After saying that, Luna stiffened as she saw how Ares's face darkened and glared at her like he was about to devour her alive. Sensing that she might do something, not appropriate last night, she slowly stepped backward, trying to find the nearest door to escape from Ares, who was advancing to her. "Really? You don't remember? Again?" Alright, she admits it now. She actually did something outrageous because of that freakin alcohol! But what did she do again?

"What were their names?" "Elise Winters and her five-year-old daughter." Marcus paused, watching her face carefully. "A little girl named Luna." The world tilted sideways. Luna gripped the doorframe, her vision blurring as fragments of memory crashed together like puzzle pieces finally finding their proper places. A woman's voice singing lullabies. Gentle hands braiding her hair. The smell of coffee and clean laboratory equipment. "That's impossible," she whispered. "I would remember." "Not if you were traumatized. Not if someone wanted you to forget."

She said. "I don't care! We're paying you a huge amount and she should be okay! You need to find an A+ type as soon as possible!" I couldn’t stop screaming because I was so annoyed and angry. "We know that, Mr. Cosmian but we already told you that it's a very rare type of blood especially the A+." I just got up and sat on one of the chairs and I couldn't help but stop because of what Dra. Luna said next. "And also, I have a little bit of bad news. She's in comatose and she have a temporary amnesia. Wherein some of her memories will ..."

he murmured suddenly, “once we’re back in the North, we’ll hold the ceremony.” My body stiffened. He felt my hesitation, his arms tightening. “You don’t want to?” “It’s not that.” I shook my head and turned to face him. “Andrew, are you truly certain? My past… it isn’t clean.” “Your past made you who you are now.” He cupped my face, his thumb brushing my cheek with a tender stroke. “A strong, courageous Luna.” His gaze was so earnest that the last sliver of doubt inside me melted away.

Without waiting for her to respond, I opened the door and stepped into the dimly lit corridor. *** The guards stationed outside Matthias’s temporary quarters barely spared me a glance as I approached. The makeshift cell was small, dimly lit by a flickering lantern, and cold enough to make me shiver despite my shawl. Matthias stood when I entered, his posture stiff, but his expression was unreadable. “Luna,” he said, his voice even, though I could hear the faint edge of resentment beneath it. “I wanted to apologize,” I began, taking a tentative step forward. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. If I had known…”

He'd grown sick of me, and I'd grown exhausted from pretending not to care. I forced myself to meet his gaze, to stand still and listen as his voice cut into me like shards of glass. "Now that Lily's back, you should understand—she's the only one who can be Luna in my heart. Don't tell me you're trying to sabotage our bond severance by playing the victim in front of my dad." My throat burned. A tremor ran through me as disbelief flooded my chest, tears welling despite my efforts to hold them back. Why? Why did Aaron always have to misunderstand me?

That pathetic Omega was now nestled in my fated mate's arms, the fresh, bloody mark on her neck still weeping. "Damon, are you insane?" My voice trembled. He turned to me, his eyes empty of guilt. "If you want to be my Luna, this is my condition." Gasps erupted from the pack. To mark another she-wolf before a mating ceremony was the ultimate insult to the Moon Goddess. But I knew worse was coming. Memories of my past life flooded back to me. On this very day, I had screamed my refusal at Damon. Bowing to the Goddess's law and the Elders' pressure, he banished Lyla.

MAEVE "As you wish Luna" Beta Stimpson responded to my request. Why the heck was he calling me Luna? That was a question for later. For now we needed to hurry and get these women out of their cells. I was trying to ignore my racing mind as a fumbled at each cell, with the keys that had been handed to me by Beta Stimpson. How could I have been so naive! I was beginning to fall for my captor, not realising he was the reason for everything that had gone wrong in my life.

She had tried to pay attention to everything that he had going on, but in the end it had become a bit too much and she had turned to all her own worries. Despite her promise to herself that she would strengthen up for both Mason and the pact, she still found herself falling short. The first sign of something serious and Danica had completely shut down, what kind of Luna was that? One thing was for sure, it wasn't the type of Luna that should be running a pack. Laughing mockingly at herself Danica attempted to clear her mind. She had all the time in the world to wallow in self loathing, but at the moment she needed to mentally prepare for her change, or rather nonchange.

They tried to argue but they were shut down almost instantly. “You guys don’t have the right to speak when I am. You must have no respect to mercilessly beat up your Luna, talk more of the same woman being heavily pregnant. Or were your brains wiped out overnight? Did you guys forget who she is, and the fact she was recently crowned?” He thundered, shaking up the room. If I wasn’t mistaken, the very first time he took towards the men gave the wall a crack. I thought I was being delusional but despite how much I blinked to try and get my vision back to normal, the crack remained. I swallowed hard.