Hated Luna, Reborn Novels & Stories

I hate being trained and I always find ways to avoid training the other's, and Mrs Smith, the pack's coach, would always remember me for being the most notorious among the students. I chuckled softly as I thought about how naive I was back then to believe that as Luna what I need to do is support and be the brain behind my mate. Things have changed now as I believed that mate bond can sometimes be a drawback, I now believe that nothing else matters except for my strength.

Every ounce of fear he had ever inspired returned to him tenfold. Luna Amber stood rigid at the edge of the clearing, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Tears burned her eyes as she stared at her daughter—no, not a daughter anymore, but something vast and terrible and beautiful. She had hidden Rebel. Controlled her. Believed it was protection. Now she understood the truth far too late. Rebel lifted her head, her voice ringing with divine authority. “I trust those who protected me. I trust those who stood between me and harm.” Her aura flared brighter, painting the clearing in blinding green light. “But those who tried to break me…”

Each step forward was a step into destiny. Not as a girl once broken. Not as someone hiding in someone else’s shadow. But as a Luna. Loved. Chosen. Reborn.

“This can't be….” I threw back the blanket and stumbled toward the full-length mirror near the window. The woman staring back at me wasn't the broken ,hollowed-out Luna who had been executed. Her skin was smooth, pale, and entirely unmarked. The faint, jagged line on her chin - the scar I had carried since the night I pulled Asher from a pack of rogue wolves in the thorn thickets was gone. My trembling fingers reached out, brushing against the cold surface of the glass. “I'm…alive.”

The way she was staring at me told me I had no way around this, it was either I told her what she wanted, no matter how small or she would hate me forever and very certainly decapitate my head from my body when she’s coronated as Luna. She already had that fierce and intimidating look of a Luna, almost exactly like that of the former Luna. Their uncanny resemblance is something that is in no way ordinary although to me I see a lot of difference in the both of them and if you ask me, I do not think that she is the reborn mate of the Alpha.

Hearing that he is happy and that his beloved Luna has awakened from her coma makes me miserable. Alpha Liam doesn’t fucking deserve to be happy, not when he took everything from me. He might not have murdered Phoebe with his own hands, but one of his pack members did - Phoebe’s body had the scent of the Twilight pack on her - that’s why I hold Alpha Liam responsible for her death. He is a weak Alpha that can’t control his own pack members.

The pack's heartbeat resonated through the night, unaware of the storm brewing within its core. Arriving at the doctor's office, I listened intently to the muffled conversation inside. "Congratulations alpha, your mistress is pregnant," the doctor advised, his voice a whisper carried by the wind. I could do nothing but watch as my heart plummeted at the news of Lyra's pregnancy. *** The pain was relentless, an unbearable ache that gripped me. Tears streamed down my face, a silent cascade of sorrow. Memories of the day I married Lucian resurfaced—the disapproving glances, the whispers that an omega like me should never be Luna . Should never be queen, I was unfit to take that position.

Luna was crying silently . She didn't knew what wrong she did in her past life .She lost her family and lived a hard life as a orphan. Today she is caged and forced to marry a devil. why was her life so hard ? Why can't she live her own life peacefully.

His eyes had been fixed on her throughout the ritual, his concern for her reaction more evident than any pain he felt at losing me. After regaining my freedom, I felt completely disillusioned. The idealistic young she-wolf who had worshipped her Alpha mate was gone, replaced by a hardened survivor who trusted no one but herself. I submitted a detailed report of Garrett and Sarah's chaotic private life to the alliance council, documenting every lie, every resource diverted from my children, every false claim of Sarah being presented as Luna. The council members were shocked when they read it, their expressions grave as they reviewed the evidence. "This goes beyond mere neglect," one elderly c

But now that it was glaring in my face, my resolve was starting to falter. To put it simply, I was scared. I thought coming back to life meant that I was now stronger and fearless, but the truth was that I am still the same girl. I was still Adira, only wiser now. And that realisation scared me. This Luna trial was even more scary because it didn't happen in my past life, so now I have nothing to look back to. I had to figure it out on my own. “Mama…” I heard Lumina’s sweet gurgle.