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"Luna Carla, I know you canceled the party because of me. I made you lose respect in front of everyone. But please, don't punish me. Don't send me away again… I really don't want to leave the pack, and I don't want to leave Alpha Johnny." Seeing Amy's pitiful look, Johnny tightened his grip on my hand and threatened, "If you make Amy leave the pack because of this, I'll have to reconsider whether you're really fit to be Luna." As I felt the pressure on my wrist, it finally hit me. Time had turned back for me. I had returned to the beginning of my nightmare. In my previous life, Johnny and I were supposed to hold our third wedding anniversary party. And yet, Johnny insisted on taking Amy on v

“I have no doubt. Unless you’re planning to stop the marriage.” She stepped closer, voice syrupy and sharp. “Whatever you’re planning, James… I’d suggest you stop. I’m going to be the Luna soon. Might want to get on my good side.” She turned on her heel and walked off. James muttered under his breath. “Witch.” And then he walked away. TBC

the doctor said with a slight smile. With this baby, I could finally be the Luna he wanted. As I reached my car, I felt a mix of joy and disbelief. I was going to be a mother. And Mason… a father. I took out my phone to tell him, but then paused. No, this would be my perfect surprise for our two-year anniversary tonight. Maggie had grown up believing she knew her place in Blackwave—an Omega by birth, yet chosen to be Luna. Mated to the Alpha, Mason. Elevated in rank, respected in title, though not always in treatment.

I'd been getting weaker for the past two years, ever since my father remarried and Selene became my stepsister. "I can get better " "No." He turned to where Selene stood, radiant in a red dress that hugged her perfect curves. "The pack needs a strong Luna. I choose Selene Winters as my chosen mate." The crowd gasped. Choosing my own stepsister was a blow even I hadn't seen coming. Selene glided forward, each step graceful and sure—everything I wasn't. She touched my shoulder gently, and for a moment, I smelled something strange on her fingers. Something herbal and bitter.

The silver-salve bandages wrapped tightly around my wrists were hidden beneath dark leather gauntlets, and though the moon-lily tonic had purged the poison from my blood, my Warden magic hummed beneath my skin with a cold, lethal frequency. I wasn't the weak, broken girl Clara had mocked in the dungeon. I was the Luna of the Black Moon Pack. At the center of the chamber, Clara hung bound to the heavy oak bed frame. Her clothes were torn, her hair matted, and her face pale with agony from the dark chemical burn searing into her left shoulder. Beside her, Asher stood tall, his broadsword unsheathed, his golden eyes burning like molten iron as he turned toward me.

And Reyna — stripped of her title, her home, her status — ended up a rogue. And yet I was the one who became Luna Queen. She'd been eaten alive with jealousy. After her rebirth, she threw a fit and shoved the royal betrothal onto me. Father and my stepmother didn't understand it, but their blind doting on her won out, and in the end they gave in. Now she thought she'd outsmarted fate. Trade the dying prince for the future King. Let stupid, useless Roxie marry the curse and the collapse while she took everything I'd built.

My vision blurred and I didn't know if it was from tears or from whatever was happening to my body. "Stand up, Abital." Ruth's voice cut through my pain. "You're embarrassing yourself." I tried but my legs wouldn't cooperate. "She's weak," someone in the crowd said. "She can't even handle a rejection without falling apart." Laughter rippled through some wolves though not all of them. Some looked away, but most of them laughed that made me want to disappear . "I choose Selena Winters as my mate and future Luna," Damon continued. "She is strong where strength is needed."

When the mate bond awakened between Cassian and me on my eighteenth birthday, the entire pack said the Moon Goddess had played a cruel joke. In my previous life, I believed that joke could still become a blessing. I wore a dress I had altered by hand and waited outside from dusk until late night. I thought Cassian would soften because of the mate bond. I thought he might at least let me stand in a corner and watch him inherit his title. He never came out. That night, fever took me on the steps. When the retired Alpha and Luna found me, they forced Cassian to acknowledge the bond. Cassian agreed in front of them, but in his heart, I became the reason he could not openly choose Seraphina.

Who wanted to celebrate the fall of the Council and the rise of something better. The night before the wedding I found Calista on her balcony. She stared at the stars. Her hand rested on the stone railing. The fragment in her palm no longer glowed but I knew it was still there. Still connected to her somehow. "Cannot sleep?" I joined her. "Too much on my mind." She glanced at me. "Tomorrow everything changes. Again. I became Luna officially. Zevran's wife. The woman responsible for helping lead a kingdom. What if I am not ready? What if I fail?"

He looked sad and wronged as if I had accused him of doing something terrible. “My destiny is to be Kyson’s mate. You must be deluding yourself if you think otherwise. You must want me back because you knew I had changed and become stronger, right? You want me to help you during the war? Dream on! I am the Lycan’s Luna. I won't betray my mate!” I sneered. Both Andre and Rose looked at me as if I was a crazy person sprouting nonsense before they let out boisterous laughter. “Oh, child. You are so naive. You are indeed stronger than we imagined. But everything that happened to you was within our plan,” Rose laughed evilly, shattering the image of a beautiful witch.