The Luna Reborn: Surviving As The FL In A Werewolf Romance
"I already died. How am I supposed to finish your book if I'm dead?"
"That's the beauty of being the Author," she said, and for the first time, I saw her smile, a real smile, small and satisfied. She began to circle me like a predator, her hands clasped behind her back. "I can always go back to an earlier save. Rewind the tape. Try again with different variables."
I pushed myself up to sitting, wiping at my eyes with the back of my hand. "What does that mean?"
"It means I'm sending you back. This time," the Author said, her eyes narrowing, "the world won't be so 'glitchy.' I’m tightening the constraints. No more werewolves acting like modern-day humans just because you're thinking about your