Reborn: I am no longer the Weak Luna
In my past life, I was the weak Luna everyone despised.
A fake daughter!
A disposable pawn!!
A girl my family happily executed!!!
They forced me to marry my brother to protect the family's reputation. They feared the world will know that their Alpha Son was born Impotent- they made me carry the blame of-
"A HEN THAT CANNOT LAY EGGS!!"
I obeyed them... and it cost me my life!
Their real daughter framed me countless times. My husband who was also my brother and we grew up together never believed me... They called me fake and treated me like a servant. She framed me and made the wolf world see my shame. I died trying to save my life from them.
But I woke up 10 years before my death.
This time, I refused to play their game.
After accepting the marriage to my brother...
I went behind them to meet my mate. The most feared man in our CLAN. His Uncle.
The crippled Lycan lord in disguise who once asked me to marry him.
He thought I had come to reject our bond like my past life but this time. --------I stood before him with a dangerous deal.
"Do you still want to stay the crippled Uncle in the shadows?" I asked, in a serious tone.
He replied. "I don't know what you are saying."
I knelt down placing my hands on his lap."Tomorrow morning they will be here. Do you dare to come claim your mate?"
This Time!!......I' Elena Alvarez, will Light fire to their World.
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Chapter 1
Elena's POV
“Whore!! Whore!!! Shameless Whore!!!!” My mum screamed and spat on me. “How could you do this to your brother? On your WEDDING anniversary. After everything I did for you!!”
A slap landed on my check, My head snapped to the side. My cheek burned but I swallowed the pain.. My whole body ached like it had been crushed.
Dominic stood beside me but his back turned on me. His hands running through his hair. The way he stood made my heart drop.
Dominic slowly turned and looked for me. His eyes were cold and disgusted.
"D...Dominic...?" My voice trembled.
I tried to stand up because I was kneeling. Cold air brushed against my skin. My dress was badly torn and no one cared to cover me up.
Lilliana walked in, perfectly dressed and more beautiful. She glanced at me like I was nothing, and shook her head.
“Mum, I already talked to the guests. They promised not to spread this issue of Elena having an affair with a rogue.” she said calmly, holding mothers arm.
My mother glared at me. Her eyes were bloodshot. “Why did you plead with them?”
She patted Liliana's palm.”You are such an angel my baby! Always thinking about the family reputation. Not this slut I don't know where we picked her from. Such an ungrateful brat!! People like….”
Dominic's jaw clenched. "Mother enough, we should think about the solution to this."
My chest tightened. " What solution? I was fucking drugged!" I blurted out desperately. "Leonardo raped me! I couldn't move! I couldn't scream, I lost my voice."
"Shut up!! You slut!" Dominic's voice turned icy. "I threw an anniversary party for you and this is how you repay me?"
"No! Brother...Dominic, listen..." I tried to hold him.
"Don't touch me!" he snapped, yanking his hand away. "You disgust me."
My stomach twisted. "I didn't do anything!" I cried. "Something was wrong with me! But we should think about how Leonardo passed the guards and got into my room. Why is no one talking about…."
Lilliana moved forward and knelt down instantly. “It's my fault, Mother. Leonardo asked for the restroom and I showed him upstairs. I had no idea, he and Sister Elena were having an affair.”
My mother stepped forward, her voice sharp. "So this is your revenge?" she said coldly. "Because I made you marry your brother?"
My heart shattered. "M...Mom...?"
"To sleep with a rogue in your husband's room?" she continued.
"I didn't!" I snapped, tears rolling down my eyes.
Lilliana sobbed, " It's all my fault, I should have warned her..." she whispered. "She always said she was forced to marry Brother Dominic. That she never loved him as a man."
The room fell silent. I stared at her.
"I never said that...we never had such a discussion. Lilliana, why are you doing this? You told me Dominic was up….."
Liliana cut me off, “Elena, stop defending yourself and think about how to end this!! Our family reputation is at stake here…not about believing your one-sided story.” She stepped forward to me and held my hands gently. “Elena, Leonardo showed everyone pictures of you and him together. He said you have been dating him for 5 years now.”
“What?” I screamed, and yanked her hands off. I stared at Dominic.
But Dominic's eyes only darkened. He suddenly tossed a short sword onto my lap. The sword I gave him this morning as our WEDDING gift.
"Kill yourself."
The words knocked the air out of me. I stared at the sword blankly.
"I... what?"
"Die," he said coldly. "If they see your sincerity then this matter will end. And our family reputation is saved."
My hands trembled as I looked at my mother. "Mother... he wants me to die...mother say something."
Her expression didn't soften. "Yes," she said calmly. "The entire clan saw your disgrace. Do you think you can still walk around as the Pack Luna? Everyone saw your nakedness!!. Everyone!! even a little child!!. They saw your shame. Only Death can save your face.”
The world shattered.I lost hope but I didn't want to die.
I turned desperately to Dominic.
"I never had an affair with Leonardo.!" I cried. "He knows I was drugged! He..."
Dominic laughed bitterly. "You think anyone here can accuse the Rogue King for rape? He is a business man and he can crush my company with a finger. I can't fight him. You just have to quietly take your life..."
My hands went cold. Lilliana suddenly dropped to her knees again beside him.
"Brother, please don't kill Elena," she cried. "Even if she's not our blood, I still see her as my Little sister. The Pack said they will forgive her if she crawls naked to the gate. She will kneel there for a week and they will forgive her atrocities."
My head snapped up…Before I could speak, Dominic’s hand fisted in my hair.
“Enough.”
Pain tore through my scalp as he dragged me out. I stumbled, barely able to keep up.
The doors burst open. The party hall fell silent seeing me. The women who always try to kiss my ass, they were laughing silently.
Hundreds of eyes locked on me.
Gasps echoed as I struggled to cover my torn dress. Shame burned through me but I still wanted to leave.
Dominic shoved me forward. I hit the cold marble floor hard.
A slow clap echoed. “Well… what an interesting show.”
My blood froze. Leonardo stepped out of the crowd, smiling.
“And here I thought the Moonshadow Luna would last longer than one night.” His gaze slid to Dominic. “Have you decided to give her to me?”
Dominic bowed. “Sir Leonardo… if I knew you wanted her, I would have offered her sooner.”
My chest shattered.I pushed myself up and slapped him.
“How could you?! Brother!! You promised to protect me forever!!”
The next second….He hit me back.
I hit the ground again, harder.
He crouched beside me, his voice low and cruel.
“You should be grateful you still have value. Otherwise, I would have hanged you until you bled out. Do you think I will still want a used woman like you?”
Tears blurred my vision.
He stood up. “Sir Leonardo, if you signed for the project to revive my company..i will give her to you.”
Liliana approached me. She knelt beside me slowly, her face hidden from the crowd by her hair.
“Sister, I told you in this house. No one is important..Not even me. They only see value not family Bonds.…But I am a kind person because I will save you?” she whispered.
My hands trembled. Then..Something cold slipped into my palm.
A car key!
“This is your only chance,” she murmured so quietly only I could hear. “Run… before they hand you over.”
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9.7
Some chains are forged in iron.
Others in desire.
Sebastian Kol has existed for six centuries. Cursed to burn alive in his own skin every night he transforms into a beast even he cannot control. He wants one thing. Freedom. And after five centuries of searching, a prophecy finally gives it a name.
Leilani Ravenwood.
She carries the mark of the moon goddess on her skin and a prophecy that brands her as his salvation. Her blood silences his beast, and her touch sets him on fire.
In the worst possible way. And in the best possible way.
Furious at the hold she has over him, Sebastian takes her, strips her of everything, and bends her world until it breaks, determined to own what the goddess dared to use against him. What follows is dark and consuming. A monster who has never met his match, and a woman who proves to be it.
But Leilani Ravenwood does not break easily. And somewhere between the hatred and the hunger, the punishment and the pull, the ancient beast begins to suspect the terrible truth.
The woman born to be his salvation may already be his undoing, his poison and cure wearing the same skin.
And he is running out of reasons to care.
7.1
The captain is dead to the world. And I'm the only one holding the kill switch.
Ethan Carter, the "Glacier of Silvercrest," was the most feared Alpha to ever step onto the ice. Now, he's nothing but a shell-a broken, comatose legend trapped in his own body.
My life? It was supposed to be simple. Graduate, survive the pack's bottom-tier status, and pay off my father's ruinous blood-debts. Instead, the pack elders handed me a contract soaked in cold, hard malice: I am the designated "Stabilizer." My only job is to touch him, scent him, and keep his wolf from flatlining.
I thought I was just a glorified nurse. I didn't realize the Alpha was listening.
When Ethan finally wakes, he isn't the hero the Kingdom of Valeria remembers. He's a starving predator with amber eyes that burn holes through my defenses and a temperament that makes the frost in the mansion seem warm. He hates the bargain, he hates the pack, and-most dangerously-he hates the way his scent turns wild whenever I'm near.
He wants me out of his sight. I want to be out of his reach.
But in a pack built on secrets, someone is still trying to finish the job they started on his life. Now, the man who wants me gone is the only one who can protect me. And as the rink turns into a battlefield, I'm realizing the most dangerous thing about the Alpha isn't his temper... it's the fact that once he claims a mate, he doesn't know how to let go.
Frozen hearts are meant to shatter. But in the fire of this pack, we're both going to burn.
9.7
Elara Voss was rejected by her Alpha on the night of the Blood Moon - cast aside as a nobody with no wolf, no rank, and no future. She ran. But fate had other plans.
In the human world, she collides with Damien Crest - cold, ruthless billionaire by day, the last living Shadowking by night. He offers her a contract marriage. She has nowhere else to go.
But ancient markings are awakening on her skin. A god is whispering her name. And Kael, the fearsome Werewolf High King, has declared across all supernatural realms that she is his fated mate.
Two kings. Two worlds. One woman who was never supposed to matter.
They all rejected her once. Now they'll burn their empires down to claim her.
7.6
A jagged spike of agony woke Kiana up in a filthy stone room.
She had transmigrated into the body of a notorious, exiled matriarch in a brutal wasteland.
Before she could even process her new reality, she saw a massive, bloodied man huddled in the corner, trembling in absolute terror.
Foreign memories detonated in her brain: the original Kiana swinging a spiked whip, laughing as she tore his flesh open.
He was her husband, and she was a monster who tortured her own consorts.
The situation was a complete death trap.
Another husband stormed in, throwing down a marriage contract and demanding to sever their ties, which would leave her to be eaten by mutated beasts.
Outside, her third husband lay dying from a toxic wound while the rest of the tribe mocked her, eagerly waiting for her downfall.
Scanning her own body, Kiana discovered her face was covered in ugly purple bruises.
The original host hadn't just been naturally insane; she had been secretly fed a chronic poison by political enemies, destroying her beauty and driving her mad until she was exiled.
As a survivor from a modern apocalypse, the sight of broken, enslaved men made her skin crawl.
She refused to die in this savage wasteland as a pawn in someone else's twisted game.
Kiana tossed the contract back to the furious man.
"Give me three months. I will save him, and I swear I won't touch you."
With her apocalyptic healing powers and a newly awakened Spatial System, she was going to rewrite the rules of this primitive world.
7.8
I thought I had found my savior in Alpha Camron after my adoptive family was brutally slaughtered.
But as I lay chained to the damp dungeon wall, my inner wolf silenced by silver poison, he sneered and rejected me.
"Did you really think I loved you? You were just a dumb, loyal dog."
He confessed that he had orchestrated my family's murder to frame Lycan King Asher.
Blinded by his lies, I had plunged a silver blade into Asher's heart—the only man standing in Camron's way to the throne.
My step-sister Erica then arrived to deliver the final, crushing blows.
"He was your true fated mate, Ella," she whispered with sadistic glee. "He loved you so much he retracted his aura, leaving himself defenseless so you wouldn't get hurt killing him."
Worse, she laughed at my swollen belly, revealing the baby I carried wasn't Camron's. He had paid a filthy Rogue to defile me in the dark.
The man I murdered was the other half of my soul, and the monster I trusted had destroyed everything I loved.
My heart simply gave out, drowning in an abyss of pure agony and hatred.
Opening my eyes again, the stench of burning flesh was gone.
I was back in my attic bedroom on my fifteenth birthday.
Today was the day my evil stepmother would start her deadly plot.
This time, I would tear them all apart.
8.8
Alaia Dudley spent her life playing the devoted partner, completely unaware that her fiancé Austen was sleeping with another woman.
She thought the worst he could do was break her heart, until she found herself pinned to a cold operating table.
Austen held her down with a cruel smirk while a scalpel sliced through her sternum.
They cracked her chest open while she was still fully conscious.
The agonizing pain of her heart being cut out burned into her nerve endings.
She realized then that to him, she was never a lover—just a spare organ, a boring piece of wood to be discarded the second his true love needed it.
She died in excruciating agony, choking on her own blood while the man she loved walked away with her heart.
Until her last breath, she didn't understand why she had to suffer so brutally.
Why did she waste her life begging for a monster's attention? Why did they get a happy ending while she was carved up like an animal?
But then, ice-cold water flooded her lungs, and Alaia violently broke the surface of her bathwater.
Her trembling fingers touched her smooth, flawless chest. No scars. Her heart was still beating.
The date on her phone glared back at her: it was exactly five years ago.
Tonight was the exact night Austen first took his mistress to a hotel room.
This time, she wouldn't just expose them. She would use Wall Street's most terrifying tyrant as her personal weapon to strip them of everything they had.