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 3
Elena POV
I stood up with a scream. "Kill her!! Uncle Cassian!!!!"
My chest rose and fell wildly as I looked around.
"What just happened? Why am I here?"My hands trembled as I touched my leg. I could feel my legs. There was no pain or blood on it.
"I am alive!" I said to myself, then I screamed. "I am Alive Bitches!!!!"
I stood up jumping on the bed. "I am fucking Alive!!"
I looked around. It was my room 10 years ago. I am back to 10 years ago.
A gentle knock came on the door, and I rushed to it and opened the door with a smile.
But my smile faded seeing my mother, the biggest hypocrite in the wolf world. Why am I alive again to face this woman? Facing her for 35 years, isn't that enough?
She held my hand lovingly. "Are you okay Elena? Why the long face? Aren't you happy to see me?"
And that is it, the hypocrisy!! She called me shameless that I cheated on her son with Leonardo. But her!! This hypocrite woman has been sleeping with a human man for years.
I held her hand and smiled. "I just miss you so much Mother. I thought now that your real daughter Lilianna is back. That you won't love me anymore."
She frowned. "Who said so? You are my number one jewel. I will still love you. Trust me okay." She smiled, then continued. "Tomorrow you and Liliiana will go to school together. Take care of your Elder sister."
I released my hands from.her and smiled. "Of course I will take care of her."
She smiled weirdly. "Um..um...Elena I have a little request."
I already knew what she wanted to ask. But I smiled sweetly. "Yes, you can always ask anything, Mother."
She had the kindest face on. "Elena, you know you are the top student. You already gained all the prestige in school. Everyone respects you. But from now on, I want that attention to be on your sister. Always help her in question and reduce your...your..u.m..um. your smartness. You know what I meant right? So people can also see your sister."
I scoffed inwardly. "I get you mother. You want me to reduce my light and help Liliana shine more in school."
She shook her head. "No..no..not exactly. I just don't want people looking down on your sister because she grew up with rogues. I want your sister to win the award of Best fighter in the school. So you shouldn't partake in the competition. And let your sister win...I know you can pull some strings for her." She patted the back of my palm. "If you do that, I will fully support your dream of learning with Humans to be a Doctor."
I smiled sweetly to her and said to myself, "Do you think I will still obey you in this life!! I will let you know I can be more cunning!!!! By this time she and Dominic already found out he was impotent. They will start planning to use me to cancel his marriage engagement with the Bloodmoon Alpha's daughter..."
I hugged her, "Mother, I will do that. I promise I will make her shine like me. Just don't fail me. I really want to learn how humans treat illness."
She pulled me away gently, I knew she was disgusted by my hug but pretending.
"Trust me Elena. I will do it for you." She reassured me.
Trust you? I will be stupid to ever trust you.
She turned to leave, and stopped. She turned back to me. "Why is your hair silver? Did you dye it?"
"What? My hair is silver?"
I rushed to the mirror. The tip of my hair was silver, while the middle was brown as usual.
"Why is the tip of my hair silver?" I turned to her but she had already left. I sighed and turned back to the mirror. "This never happened in my past life. Why is my hair color changing?"
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THE NEXT DAY.
OUR driver dropped us at the front of the school gate. He came out and opened the door for Liliana and not for me. The special treatment for their real daughter has started. I smiled and opened the other side of the car door myself.
"Liliana," I called.
She stopped and turned back to me. "What is it? Trying to bully me? Do you think I am a weak girl like you? I am the real daughter of Alvarez..so be careful when you talk to me."
I shook my head. "How did this foolish girl kill me in my past life?"
I walked away, ignoring her.
She barked. "Yeah!!! Yeah!! I am talking to you!. I have the real blood of Alvarez, you are nothing but an orphan my parents picked up!!!"
Liliana got to our classroom. I was at her front but she pulled me back.
"I will enter the class first. You will announce to them that I am the real daughter of Alvarez and not you. Tell them you are an orphan!! Do you hear me clearly?" she yelled.
I nodded and slipped behind her.
The moment she pushed the classroom door open..
A bucket of thick, black oil poured over Lilliana from head to toe.
She froze. Then screamed.
"Ahh! Who did this?!" she shrieked, flinging her bag across the room. "Why are you all bullying me? Do you know who I am?! I will have my mother kill every one of you!"
The entire class stared at her like she had lost her mind.
"Is she okay?" someone whispered.
"She sounds like a rogue who has never been to a school?" another muttered.
Lilliana's eyes snapped to a girl in the front row.
"Was it you?!" she snapped.
The girl didn't answer. Just stared at her..
Lilliana lunged forward, grabbing her hair.
I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, laughing softly.
Lilliana, you are nothing without me!! In our past life, I saved her from this but she went home and told our Mother Catherine that I was bullying her with other girls. Now I will let her experience the hardship of this school. She still doesn't know that in here nobody cares about Your Alvarez real blood!!
Let's see how you survive without me, dear Elder sister.
I turned to leave...And tripped.
My body tilted forward.. Straight into someone. A strong hand caught me.
I froze slowly... I looked up.
A man in a wheelchair! Sharp eyes but yet Cold. Watching me like he already knew everything.
My heart dropped when I stared at my hands that were placed nicely on his crotch.
"What are you doing Elena?" He asked coldly.
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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.