A LUNA'S REVENGE

A LUNA'S REVENGE

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By:  ShaddieOngoing
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"A Luna's Revenge" is a thrilling tale of love, betrayal, and werewolf lore. Leighton Fishburne, a werewolf banished from his pack, settles in Clydentown where he meets the captivating Anastasia Palmer. Their romance is interrupted by the sudden appearance of Leighton's half-brother, Jeff Rawlings, who warns him to leave town. When Leighton accidentally ingests wolfsbane, he injures Anna and is knocked out by Jeff. Soon after, the CEO of Anna's company is killed, and Leighton and Anna team up with an undercover CIA operative to investigate the death. They uncover a dark secret that leads to a showdown between werewolves, as Anna seeks revenge for her father's death years earlier. As the mystery deepens, Leighton and Anna's relationship becomes strained, with Anna's thirst for revenge threatening to consume her. Leighton tries to help her regain her humanity, but their love is put to the ultimate test as Anna's plan for vengeance puts them both in danger. Meanwhile, Jeff's true nature is revealed, leading to a thrilling confrontation between him and Anna. In the end, "A Luna's Revenge" delivers a gripping tale of love, loyalty, and werewolf legend, with unexpected twists and turns that will keep readers on the edge of their seats until the very end.

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I groaned as my foot tangled in a vine, staggering and swearing all at once. I wouldn’t stop. I felt warm blood trickle over my toe. The scent of fresh blood would lead my assailants to me. I know this. Still, I wouldn’t slow down. The midnight cold stung my skin. The bushes, with razor-sharp knives attached to the edges of their leaves, sliced through my legs as I raced on, defiant. The debris on the forest floor set traps of stumps on my path. "It's no use running, boy!” Father’s voice echoed through the forest. I squinted. I was almost at my destination. I approached a large mildew-ridden boulder ahead and took a sharp left, not slowing down to catch my breath. My instincts were on high alert. I could hear the wolves growl and snap behind me. Father's laughter filtered into my ears, sending tiny shivers down my neck. "There's no way to run. It's just a matter of time before I catch up with you, boy. Tick! Tock!” The moonlit forest, home to my pack for these past months, was ...

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9 Chapters
Prologue
I groaned as my foot tangled in a vine, staggering and swearing all at once. I wouldn’t stop. I felt warm blood trickle over my toe. The scent of fresh blood would lead my assailants to me. I know this. Still, I wouldn’t slow down. The midnight cold stung my skin. The bushes, with razor-sharp knives attached to the edges of their leaves, sliced through my legs as I raced on, defiant. The debris on the forest floor set traps of stumps on my path. "It's no use running, boy!” Father’s voice echoed through the forest. I squinted. I was almost at my destination. I approached a large mildew-ridden boulder ahead and took a sharp left, not slowing down to catch my breath. My instincts were on high alert. I could hear the wolves growl and snap behind me. Father's laughter filtered into my ears, sending tiny shivers down my neck. "There's no way to run. It's just a matter of time before I catch up with you, boy. Tick! Tock!” The moonlit forest, home to my pack for these past months, was
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CH 1: A TUMBLE IN THE DARK — REBEKAH
Carl’s Coffee Café was the last place Rebekah wanted to be. She drummed her sweaty palm against her thigh hoping to quell the nervousness that had knotted in her stomach. What could be so difficult in ordering a cup of coffee? “I wouldn’t want any sweetener or milk” the man in front of her spoke again. She felt the knot in her stomach tighten. His voice sounded so divine - and blatantly British! A baritone as deep as a lazy growl, yet it was light enough to make her feel this giddy and awkward. "So, black then?” Carl, with his trademark chubby cheeks replied. “Not quite” the man with the beautiful voice spoke again, “Could you do something else, anything other than the regular sweeteners and stuff?” Relax Rebekah! "Good Lord" she exhaled. The nausea she felt in her stomach could easily be mistaken for butterflies, but she knew better - or so she hoped. “You really have to decide, Sir.” Carl replied coolly, “Unless you'd have whatever I whip up for you. No rejects, no refunds.”
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CH. 2: TEAMWORK — REBEKAH
“He looked even hotter in a suit!” Rebekah thought as she swallowed and stared at the stranger before her. "Ma Cherie, meet..." "Brown Burton" he cut in, extending his hand for a handshake. "I could take it from here Sir, if you don't mind" "Oh. Go ahead" Jean Pierre agreed almost too easily. He sank into his chair and flashed a mischievous smile at Rebekah. He – Brown Burton took what could have been a step forward and stretched his hand for a handshake. "And you are?" "Rebekah. Rebekah Palmer." she didn't stutter. She didn’t take his hand either. Thank you, Biology. "Rebekah, quite a name." he dropped his hand slowly. If he was embarrassed, he did a good job hiding it. "Is that for me, milady?" He motioned towards the coffee in her hand. That wonderfully sexy name he called her in that wonderfully sexy voice. She felt her heart race and then slowly run out of fuel. Why does he keep calling her that? "Oh, this...” she turned to Jean Pierre. "Oh, don't look at me. Let the yo
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CH 3: OLD BONES — BROWN
Brown paced around in his sparsely furnished cabin; a bar at one end, two chairs and several empty bottles lying about. He wrapped his hand around the neck of a bottle of whisky. It was already past midnight yet he felt neither drowsy nor tired. Everything was going south. He took another generous swig of his whisky, grateful as it heated its way down his throat. Since he couldn’t get drunk, he had to settle for the temporary relief the bottle offered.He hadn’t expected to meet Jeff at Norton. The last he had heard of Jeff, he had been somewhere in New York, being a complete corporate dickhead as usual. That’s the reason he had chosen to come down to Clydentown instead; that and his uncle Gordon.For two people who claimed to hate themselves so much, they were so similar – Jeff and father. Loose. Impulsive. Wild. Angry. So many adjectives yet he felt they all didn’t do justice to the expression he desired.He remembered the way father would beat Jeff when they had been little. How
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CH. 4: THE CURVES FALL IN PLACE — REBEKAH
Rebekah moved her body in rhythm, humming a song with nothing but a towel over her body. She held the two dresses, one in each hand and posed before the mirror. The red gown in her left hand had been a Christmas gift she had gotten for herself two years ago, and it still fit.It was a red turtle necked gown with tiny pearls all around the neck that barely reached her knees. It was a simple gown. No, not simple, classy. Or hot? Yes, hot, that’s the word.The last time she had worn this gown, to Norton’s end of year Christmas ball, she had turned lots of heads. She could only assume that she didn’t look as plain as she normally looked on regular days. Maybe if she had found the courage to go with a date, he could have told her if she looked nice or not. Or maybe she had worn it all wrong. Or did she just lack what it takes to rock the gown?The second gown was not as hot as the first.A black cotton gown that hugged her slightly the last time she had worn it. It wasn’t beautiful per s
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CH. 5: THE KING OF THE PACK — BROWN
There was no number to Jeff’s office, if you still chose to call it an office.The entire floor was one big fancy loft. There was a long wooden meeting table with a mini throne at the head of the table. Brown chuckled. Jeff really did fancy himself King around here.Brown walked towards the table. The loft looked was even bigger once he stepped inside; a snooker table with already arranged balls, two sofas, a mini dining table, one large refrigerator. Jeff must be living here.“I see you’re in awe” Jeff called from behind him. He sure loved dramatic entrances.“It’s not bad”“No need to be modest, Brown. Feel free to bask in my glow”“You sent for me, Jeff”“That’s boss to you.” Brown nodded. “Yes Sir” He knew Jeff was baiting him and he was not going to fall for it.Jeff walked over to the throne at the head of the wooden table. Brown observed that Jeff was dressed all I white. Suit and all!He ran his hand over the two wolves carved on the edges of the throne. They were facing oppo
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CH 6: AND THEN THERE WAS A DATE
She remained that way until lunch time, bent over her work with furrowed brows. He watched with keen interest as she removed her glasses and wiped them against the edge of her gown. Somehow, even this managed to take his breath away. She caught him staring and immediately became self-conscious, touching her face in childish horror?’ “Relax milady” Brown smiled at her, “You're so beautiful I get lost and stare” He noticed the slight flush of her cheek. She was definitely getting his vibe. “No need to be cute, Brown. I know I look like shit” Brown took a deep breath and sank deeper into his chair, his eyes not leaving her face. He loved the glint in her eyes even when she 'looked like shit' as she put it. “You promised me a date. Don't think you can back out now.” She laughed. Her cheekbones spread perfectly, like she was made to smile. Brown decided to tell her. “Your smile is flawless, milady. You were totally made to smile” Two shots! Her cheek was even redder than
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CH 7: CRUMBLING LIKE A PACK OF CARDS
“I never know you owned a jeep.” Rebecca strapped a seatbelt in place. They were done with the date and she still felt all giddy.Brown chuckled and turned on the ignition and the jeep roared to life. He hoped he could concentrate with her sitting right next to him.“You live close by milady?” he asked. He didn’t want to stay long behind the wheel fighting a war to keep his eyes from her face. A war he knew he had already lost.“Just a few blocks away,” “Thank God,” he muttered under his breath.As he eased out of the Norton parking lot, he could feel her eyes boring holes on his face. She couldn’t keep her eyes off him too, or maybe he was seeing things more than what actually were. He grabbed the steering wheel tight with both hands and guided the vehicle out of the lot.For a parking lot this well designed, it would appear that most of the Norton employee really preferred ordering an Uber to work. Just like the rest of the multi-floored building, the parking lot was tastefully des
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CH. 8 - TROUBLE
“You came for me, that’s so sweet of you, Brown.”“You left this behind, milady.” he bowed and handed her the purse.“You don’t really intend that I pay for this right?”She collected three large cones of the pink and white ice-cream from the little boy. The boy’s grey eyes glinted with a certain hue that made him so beautiful. Rebecca ran her hands through the mass of blonde hair on the boy’s head and hey both smiled.“What’s your name boy?” Brown asked the boy, fiddling with his pocket for money. The boy pointed to the nametag on his shirt, ALEX. “Alex, you can’t talk?” The boy smiled and shook his head, touching his ears and mouth and shaking his fingers afterwards. “Awwn. And he’s such a cutie.”“Calm down Anna, what’s with you and this ice cream? You even got three cones.”“Two. This one is all yours” she pushed one of the cones to his face. He paid the little boy before collecting the cone from Anna. “I’m a grown man, Anna. I shouldn’t be eating ice cream."“My father used t
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