"You killed my baby! As the Luna, I'm ashamed, and I don't want to hear the verdict. Kill her!" Damien sneered, and I felt my heart fall into my stomach. The wave of betrayal hit me so hard after Damien ordered his man to take my life without giving me a listening ear for a crime I didn't commit. I felt the sharp pain of his bullet piercing my heart. My death was his end and my beginning. ^ ^ ^ Elara Jules was betrayed, framed, and executed by the man she loved—her Mate, Alpha Damien. However, fate wasn’t done with her. Reborn, with the knowledge of her tragic past, Elara is determined to rewrite her future, seeking revenge and reclaiming the power she lost.Dark secrets unleash as Elara fights her way into redemption. Would she give it all a second chance? Will love prevail, or will revenge consume them all?
더 보기Elara’s POV:The cold wind cut against my face as I ran. My breath came fast and hard, my legs burning with each step. The girl was right beside me, her dark cloak billowing behind her.Branches snapped under our feet. The forest was thick, shadows stretching in every direction. Behind us, the hunters’ shouts faded, but I knew better than to slow down."We need to keep moving," the girl said, her voice low but urgent.I glanced at her. "Who are you?""Not the time," she shot back. "We need to cross the river before sunrise. They won’t follow past the border."I didn’t know what border she meant, but I wasn’t about to argue.The ground sloped downward. I nearly lost my footing but caught myself against a tree. The girl grabbed my arm, steadying me."Careful," she muttered."Where are we going?""To safety."I hated vague answers, but I didn’t push. My lungs burned. My heart pounded. But I kept running.Then—A low howl.It wasn’t human.We stopped.The girl swore under her breath. "The
Elara’s POV:The man in front of us radiated authority. His glowing eyes locked onto mine, filled with something ancient, something terrifying.I swallowed hard. My pulse pounded in my ears."You’ve interfered," the man said, stepping closer. "You altered fate. That is unacceptable."The others behind him stood still, shadows against the night. I could feel the weight of their presence, their silence more menacing than words.The stranger beside me tensed. "Elara, don’t—"But I took a step forward, fists clenched. "I did what I had to," I said. "I saved my parents."The man tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable. "And yet, here you stand, lost in the consequences of your defiance. Do you think fate is so easily rewritten?"I didn’t answer. I couldn't.He sighed as if disappointed. "The Elders gave an order. You were to follow the path laid before you.""I make my path."The man’s lips curled into something almost like amusement. "Then you have sealed your fate, child."Hi
Elara’s POV:I stared at him, my breath uneven.“What do you mean?” I whispered. “Who wanted them dead?”His jaw tightened. “The same people who want you now.”The forest around us was eerily silent, the night stretching long and dark. My mind raced. It didn’t make sense. I had saved my parents. They were alive. Why would anyone still come after me?"You changed the course of fate, Elara," he said, his voice low. "Some things weren’t supposed to happen. And now… they’re coming for you."A cold shiver ran down my spine. His words sent me spiraling into a memory—one I had tried to bury but could never forget.---A cold shiver ran down my spine as my father reached for his coat. The memory of twisted metal, flashing lights, and the scent of blood was too vivid, too real.This was the night they had died.My hands balled into fists. I couldn't let them leave. I wouldn’t.“Elara?” My mother tilted her head, slipping on her heels. “You okay?”“No,” I blurted, my voice cracking. “Don’t go.”
Elara’s POV:We moved quickly through the trees, the damp earth muffling our footsteps. The night air clung to my skin, thick with the scent of pine and blood. My senses stayed on high alert, my wolf pacing beneath the surface, restless and ready.The stranger led the way with silent confidence, never once looking back to check if I was keeping up. It annoyed me—like he already knew I would follow.“Where are we going?” I demanded, keeping my voice low.“Somewhere safe.”I scowled. “That’s not an answer.”He didn’t respond.Frustration bubbled in my chest, but before I could push further, he suddenly stopped.I nearly crashed into him. “What—”His hand shot out, gripping my wrist tightly. My breath hitched, and for a moment, I considered shifting right then and there.“Don’t move,” he murmured.I stilled.Then I heard it.The unmistakable sound of footsteps—several—moving through the forest behind us.I turned my head slightly, my heartbeat hammering in my ears. Shadows danced between
Elara’s POV: I forced myself to keep walking, one step after another, even as my stomach twisted. My mind raced with what I had just seen.Julian. The person who had saved me more than once. The one I had started to trust—maybe even care about. He was working with them.The air outside was crisp and sharp against my skin. My hands clenched into fists as I sucked in a shaky breath. Think, Elara. Think.Julian had tried to play it off, but I saw the message. She’s asking too many questions. Keep her distracted.I needed to know who sent it. And I needed to know what Julian was hiding.But first, I had to get out of here before he followed me.I hurried down the dimly lit path leading to the dorms, glancing over my shoulder every few steps. The campus was quieter than usual—too quiet.That’s when I heard it.Footsteps.Not loud. Not rushed. But steady. Deliberate.Someone was following me.My heart slammed against my ribs. I picked up my pace, turning the corner past the student center.
Elara's POV ~ "I don't need your protection and good night", I rolled my eyes, walking away but then he grabbed my wrist making me halt. "Stay behind me", Damien's hushed voice filled my ears, ushering me to stay behind me. I hesitated glancing around, the cold night was eerie and my eyes darted to red eyes lurking in the dark. My nose catches on to a whiff of scent. "ROGUES!", My heart pounded in my chest. It lunged toward me but Damien shielded me with his huge frame blocking me from the attack. I gasped, my heart hammering against my ribs as the wolf's claws sliced at the T-shirt Damien had on. Before I could catch up on what was happening, Damien's enormous wolf blocked my view. The two wolves lunged at each other at a fast speed, my knees going numb, my mind not processing what was going on anymore, I wanted to shout for help but my throat felt dry, I was opening my mouth but no words came out. The air was filled with clashing and tearing of flesh, the rogue was too fast
Damian’s POV: I tried so hard to ignore them But I couldn't stop myself, not when I had seen them so close to one another "Urgh, Elara" I grunted in frustration as I headed towards my dorm. By the time the sun had set I was too exhausted to move a finger, I was too angry to think about anything else that wasn't Elara... I lazily dragged myself through the morning classes, forcing myself to act like everything was fine like I hadn't seen the woman I loved with someone else, and not just anyone. Julian "Wow," Caspian said as I approached him. "What happened to you? You look like you were hit by a truck." "I guess it would have been better if I was" I muttered, slumping into the chair across from him. Caspian sighed "Really? The great Damian woke up feeling like a piece of Shi.." "Yes, I guess" I Sternly said and her sweet smell flooded my senses. Elara was nearby Caspian leaned forward, his voice low enough for me to hear him. "She's by the door, and let me guess You saw Juli
Elara's POV: I couldn't sleep all night as Caspian’s warning about Julian continued to echo in my head. I tried to push his words aside, but everything felt off. Caspian wasn’t the type to meddle in other people's matters, so what was he hiding? I shook my head as I stepped into the bathroom, I had more important things to worry about. My parents. Their lives were in danger and one thing I couldn't afford right now was distractions. And by distractions I mean Damian and Julian. By the time I had managed to arrive for werewolf history class, the lecture hall was filled with noise. I noticed Julian was sitting comfortably at the front, calm yet Charming. He seemed more relaxed than how he had looked last night when he dropped me off at the hostel. While Damien stood at the front of the room, his intimidating aura filled the air. He looked every bit the Alpha–strong, cold, distant. The moment his eyes met with mine I felt a strange pull and I'm sure he felt it too. I stared at
Elara's POV: As I watched Julian's car drive further away, a small smile formed on my face. “What the hell, Elara?!” a familiar voice startled me. Caspian I turned around to look at him with an expressionless look on my face “To what do I owe this unwelcomed visitation" I calmly said " and why sneak up on me?" “I wasn’t sneaking up on you. I came to see someone and then I saw you step out of Julian’s car.” I narrowed my eyes at him "Yes, why is there a problem?" "No" came his Stern reply and I nodded my head "Good" I answered and turned to leave “Elara.” His voice stopped me in my tracks. "Now what is it this time?" I turned around, frowning as I stared at him He clenched his jaw before he finally spoke. “Be careful.” “Be careful of what?” I sarcastically asked "Julian's car?" “Julian,” he responded a bit more seriously than normal “You can’t be serious.” “I’m dead serious Elara,” Caspian countered. “That person isn’t who you think he is. He’s not as compassionate as
Elara's POV:The sharp pain in my chest came out of nowhere, wrenching a gasp from my lips as I stepped out of my bed. The world seemed to tilt, and my trembling hands reached for my phone on the nightstand. My mate, the man I’d given my heart to, was the only person I could think of in that moment of pain. My fingers shook as I pressed his number."Please, Damien… Please pick up," I whispered hoarsely. My voice barely rose above a breath. The line kept ringing. But he didn't answer.Tears blurred my vision as I dropped the phone on the bed. I pressed my hand against my chest, begging the pain to subside, but it only grew worse. I needed help. Summoning what little strength I had, I dragged myself to the door."Is anyone there?" I called out weakly. Silence greeted me. The Packhouse was unusually quiet, as if the world itself had turned its back on me.I gritted my teeth and stumbled into the hallway, clutching the wall for support. Every step felt like a battle, the pain radiating f...
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