After My Death: Second Chance To Be The Luna Queen
I struggled to push myself up, calling upon my healer lineage to knit the torn flesh back together.
Olivia let out a cruel, mocking laugh. “Do you actually think you get to be his Luna?” she sneered.
I scoffed, masking my rising panic. “If you’re just here because he chose me over you—”
“He never chose you, Celeste,” she interrupted, her eyes flashing with ruthless pity. “He never did.”
I swallowed hard, stepping back while keeping my glare fixed on her. “I am the new Luna of the Feral Pack now. Back off, or you will face the consequences—”