Romans & histoires Reborn To Outshine My Ex And His White Moonlight

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

“Why? Why are you doing this? Why take everything from me—my mate, my pack—?” “A dead woman doesn’t need answers.” She had turned away, walking leisurely as if she had all the time in the world. A tear had slipped down my cheek as my life drained away. *This isn’t fair. If I had another chance, I’d do everything differently.* And then— I had woken up. Back in my bedroom. By the will of the Moon Goddess, I had been reborn. And now, as Cliff stood before me, justifying his betrayal, I realized the truth—

“Where there is light, there will always be shadow. One cannot exist without the other. But there is beauty in balance.” She reached out, pressing her palm against Liora’s chest. A wave of silver fire spread through her, mending her wounds and stilling her sobs. “You will not bear this burden alone.” Scene 3: The Final Rebirth The earth rumbled. The Rebirth Moon split open like an egg, pouring rivers of liquid starlight across the land. Where it touched the dead, new life sprang forth—flowers blossomed from charred soil, wolves rose from their ashes, their wounds fading as their fur shimmered with streaks of gold and black.

A woman who I never knew was out to wreck my life. Was this real? I have to pinch myself to make sure that I'm not dreaming. I remember Damien's sharp claws and the feeling of them piercing my gut. I remember the burn of rejection and the way my heart shattered at their betrayal. How come I was… A small, insane smile creeps over my face as I realize. This was the moon goddess’s doing. She was the mother of mates and the bonds they shared. Perhaps my horrific death had made her grant me this second chance.

She opened her core. "I remember the nursery, Astrid!" she gasped, her teeth baring. "I remember the fire!" A beam of pure, blinding white light descended from the full moon, hitting the center of the clearing. It wasn't a spotlight. It was a spear. It transfixed them both, illuminating the valley for miles. Victor let out a howl of pure agony as the light swallowed her. Elodie felt her heart stop. She felt the twins scream in her mind. She poured every drop of the White Moon essence into the parasite, the light burning through the oily mist, vaporizing the darkness until there was nothing left but a boy screaming for his sister.

My own hands, slick with someone else's blood, reaching too late. Her voice, a thread of sound: *You promised.* I stagger back a step, catching myself on the edge of the table. "The Moon Goddess was not merciful," Morwen says quietly. "But she was not without hope. She cursed his line—your line—with one final chance. The Luna would be reborn. In lowly form, so he would have to see past pride and prejudice to find her. Human-born. Weak in their eyes. Unworthy by every measure they valued."

Her power merged with his spirit across the bond. The fragments responded, vibrating violently, light flaring as ancient voices rose around them. “Oathbound. Fated. Flame and fang.” Outside, Kael stood alone before Alaric, refusing to fall. “You’ll never break me,” he spat. “Not while she breathes.” Suddenly, light blazed across the battlefield, surging from the sanctum like the first sunrise in eons. The Moonstone was reborn. A shockwave of energy erupted, vaporizing the shadows, banishing Alaric’s darkness. He screamed as his form began to crumble.

I squeezed my eyes shut, shaking my head, "You just keep bugging me for no reason. You're the most annoying rival ever. A rival who doesn't want a fight, yet doesn't want peace but if a fight comes, you keep running off with your powers!” She laughed again but more high-pitched this time. “Are my powers bothering you so much? I would've used them to protect you until the very end and not be using them to annoy you now until the very end if you didn't cross the line years ago. Besides, I wasn't reborn, I was reincarnated, the moon goddess created another body for me, not a newborn of course. I just needed to watch you waste your time, I couldn't miss the show.”.

Luna's POV “You have to live a life that isn't yours, for the moon goddess has granted you a second chance. There will be turmoils, and there will be troubles. But they are all tests.” “Luna!” Someone screamed in my head, and I frowned, with my eyes still closed. The voice in my head seemed like a dream. I remembered talking to someone that seemed like a light. She was pretty, with white hair. She spoke about a second chance.