Hated Luna, Reborn Mga Nobela at Kwento

I ask. “Of course. I am human- er. Rather. I was until yesterday,” she mumbles, sounding bitter. “I didn’t ask for any of this stupid shit.” “In the werewolf world, there is a Luna who will come in her last life and either reunite the fallen pack or be the destruction of the werewolf ways as we know them. She reincarnates after every death, and very few can determine if she is back. Usually, she has always remembered her past lives.”

“What performance are you talking about?” Howard finally met my gaze with a half-smile, like he knew something I didn't. “Alpha Dante is returning to the pack.” The room tilted. No. Not Father. “You mean Alpha Dante?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Jack leaned against the doorway with a grin. “The one and only. He's coming back from the Eastern Border. I hear he painted the rivers red with rogue blood.” My heart gave a painful thump.

When the time came for my reveal, their gratitude would make the betrayal even more devastating. “The moon goddess has truly blessed our pack,” Elder Marek said, raising his glass. “To Luna Liora, may her reign bring prosperity and joy.” The other dignitaries nearby caught the toast and raised their glasses as well. “To Luna Liora!” I stood there, basking in their admiration, their respect, their complete and utter ignorance. They were toasting the woman who would destroy everything they held dear, and they didn’t have a clue. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, I returned to Damien’s side. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close.

"You are not just a witch who was given a second chance, my darling. You are a Twice-Born. A soul that has crossed the veil of death and returned with something that should never exist in the mortal realm, a fragment of the divine essence that governs life and death itself. The Moon Goddess marked you when she sent you back. Marked you with her own power, her own authority over the cycle of life and death." I paused. Looked at Beatrice. “My mom was already dead when I came back to life. In fact, I came back to her funeral. So what's happening here? Why is my mother sounding as though she knows about everything?” Beatrice looked confused, too. "I can't explain it," she said. "But nothing Luna

And yet, it was my own warriors who surrounded my cell, their eyes cold and unforgiving, watching their former ruler as if he were a stranger to them. They had deliberately opted to ignore me. Indeed, by that time, I was nothing to them. I was not their Luna any longer. However, that would never happen again. But not this time. This time, I could make things right. Show them what kind of Luna I can be. And that is exactly what I will do. Start now. Suppressing pride, I conditioned my voice to be soft and submissive. “You’re right, sweetheart. I should be paying attention to the wedding.”

"Now here's what's going to happen. You're going to leave this pack. Tonight. And if you ever come back, if you ever tell anyone what happened here, I'll kill your father. Slowly." "You can't..." "Can't I?" She smiled. "I'm about to be Luna. And you? You're nothing. A wolfless reject that not even the Moon Goddess wanted." "Get her out of my sight," Dominic said. His voice was bored now. Like I was trash he'd tired of looking at. I forced myself to stand. Every movement sent fresh waves of pain through my broken body. "You'll regret this," I whispered. Vivian's eyes flashed.

Every moment, I chose the pack's comfort over her safety. I've been repeating the same pattern. The same failure. "The partial shift," I say finally. "What does that mean? Is she—becoming wolf?" "She was never fully human," Morwen says. "The rebirth… it's not a clean thing. Souls carry traces. Hers carried enough of the old Luna's wolf to seed something in her blood. Dormant, until the bond woke it. Until the moon pulled." "Will it get worse?" "I don't know." She folds her hands, studying me with those too-seeing eyes. "She is something new. Something between. The old texts don't account for what happens when a reborn Luna starts to shift."

Actually," Alicia continued. They spoke and talked and talked. After rolling my eyes, I tried to grin. I also started bragging about the stuff I purchased and how Alexander treated me well. As a thank you for being the greatest Luna ever, my husband had to purchase me the newest Lexus. I am ecstatic that it came yesterday," Allison bragged."I am really happy to be a Luna," I said, grinning. "Having everything you want, including servants at your beck and call."Alicia pushed her lips forward and cleared her throat. "You're not meant to be Luna," she unwillingly said to start. "This was only made possible by Lyra's disfigurement and death.

After all she'd been through, all she'd faced, she was here. She was my reborn Luna, setting out to change her life bravely. She could have chosen any other path, accepted any pack or taken every other opportunity. And yet in the end, she had chosen me. It was a chance, a gift I could never repay. “I love you.” I whispered against her hair. “I love you too Tristan.” she whispered, leaning into my touch. No more words needed to be said. The calm returned, the silence permeating the entire room with the only sounds being our breaths and Selene's suckling.

ELARA "Luna," the guards in every corridor I passed greeted me. I had to keep reminding myself that they were referring to me. Me! Gregor's voice kept echoing in my head. I was his Luna, mother of two children, Queen of a vast kingdom. It felt like I was in a dream, nothing felt real anymore. As I walked, I kept repeating the names under my breath so they could stick- Jamie, Julia, Alvan, Bannock, Shadowvale, Gregor...