“Farewell to you who never deserved the love I gave. I want you to suffer as I did, to feel the pain as if they were your own; every agonizing second of it.” I smirk as my throat stings, coughing up more blood. Tears streamed down his bloodshot eyes, a satisfaction I never expected I’d feel at my dying moments. “N-no! I’m sorry, please . . . please don’t leave me!” he held me close to his trembling chest, his sobs reverberating through the air — the last I breathed in before I gave in to death’s arms. Or so I thought. In a world of power and love, Morana Everette, the Luna of the Dark Moon Pack, basks in a life of perfection until fate intervenes. Her husband's true fated woman emerges, shattering her idyllic existence and casting her aside. In a final act of sacrifice and a dying curse, she finds herself swapping bodies with her husband, and with his emotions still intact, she is forced to experience the attraction towards the girl who ruined her life. While Logan experiences the agony she once endured in her past. As deities continue to play with their destinies, emotions run high, loyalties are tested, and the cruel game of switch unfolds. Can they break free from this cycle of misery, or will they forever be bound by fate's twisted design? *** The novel is Written by Dinni Dee and By Miss Joye's Outline. The novel is copyrighted by Ideaink Six Cats.
View MoreMorana’s POV
“You are invited to George and Milly’s union.” I read the invitation once again. A rushed wedding from our Gamma, instantly marrying his mate after finding her in one of the nearby packs three days ago.
To which I was unfortunately invited.
Ugh, great.
Alone on a special table designated especially for Alpha and Luna, the bride's chatter filled the entire reception.
I sighed and sipped on the wine in my hand before raising the glass up to my face. The girl in the glass’ reflection stared back at me, its auburn eyes glowering. My auburn eyes.
It didn’t take long before my gaze was pulled away as the wine glass fell down from my grip, down the shining marble floors before it shattered loudly into pieces as someone pushed me to the side, leaving me staggering for balance.
‘What a way to induce some bad luck on this wedding, Morana, ’ I thought.
“Oh Goddess, Luna! I am so sorry. Please forgive such a grave mistake!” I look down at the Omega on my feet, now begging for me to spare her life.
I raised my gaze to the crowd. Eyes from strangers and my very own pack members glowered down at me, waiting to see how I would react.
Deep down, I sneered at how ridiculous that world was.
I am Morana Griffins, born from one of the most respected packs known for rearing great warriors—the Golden Warriors. We met during the training collaboration between my pack and The Shadowridge Pack.
He’s an alpha, and I’m a Gamma heir. I never thought a relationship would be hard until I fell in love with an Alpha who’s not my fated mate. Despite my origin, people still keep an eye on me, seeing me as unfit to be a Luna, as I’m the complete opposite of a refined and elegant woman.
I fake a smile at the sobbing woman, pulling her to my level. “It’s alright. Stop apologizing.” I muttered, and her eyes went wide as she picked up her tray on the floor.
She stammered a few more apologies and was about to walk away before I stopped her halfway.
“Make another mistake with all these other invited packs around, and it will be your last time carrying a tray around with those hands,” I subtly whispered, not taking away my gaze towards the massive crowd.
She swallowed her fear before nodding quietly and walking away. I sucked in a deep breath before flashing a warm smile to everyone in the room.
“Everyone, please pardon the commotion and enjoy Milly and George’s wonderful day!” I exclaimed, quietly looking around.
I gnaw on the insides of my cheeks, trying to spot the Alpha, my chosen mate and husband, who’s missing from beside me.
“You,” I called one of the Omegas, who were taking dirty dishes back to the kitchen. She halted and bowed her head after hearing herself being called.
“Where is your Alpha?” I asked, or rather demanded.
The teacups on her tray rattled from her nervousness. I rolled my eyes. “I do not — I do not know, Luna.”
I sigh, rubbing my aching temples.
She’s overreacting for someone who’s simply being asked a question. “Find him,” I ordered, and she instantly nodded her head and walked off.
‘Where is he? We’re a minute away from making a speech. We talked about this last night.’
As if on cue, Gamma George was already marching towards me, a large smile etched on his face.
“Luna, it’s so good to see you here at my humble wedding. You look marvelous again in this—um . . . your usual get-up.” He eyed me from head to toe, seemingly unable to form words to explain my appearance, yet was trying his best to be nice about it.
Leather boots, leather corsets, armored sleeves, and braided hair as though we’re heading for war. I have always dressed up differently, which provided me with comfort, convenience, and, unfortunately, criticism. For a Luna should always be lady-like — elegant.
And I was, by far, the exact opposite of how their ideal Luna should look.
I rolled my eyes at him.
“Congratulations, Gamma. I’m so glad to see you finally getting tied, yet you still have those insecure comments in you. Perhaps the blacksmith rejected your request to have well-designed armor like mine again?” I retorted, to which he replied with a lighthearted chuckle.
Thankfully, he’s used to the nasty tongue I have..
“Shouldn’t you be on the stage, as the groom yourself, announcing our supposed speech?” I raised a brow, and he straightened as though forgetting his entire purpose in being at this party.
“Right, of course! I hope you didn’t bring any script! I’d be disappointed. Where’s the Alpha?” he asked, fixing the white rose on his suit’s pocket before looking back up at me.
I flashed him a smile. “Oh, he’s just wandering around. I’ll go get him.” I replied, avoiding his eyes.
“Got it, you’ll be in a queue.” He winked before heading towards his bride. I looked around and gulped an entire glass of champagne to hide the nerves slowly building up on me.
‘Where is he?’
I waited for a couple more minutes before I noticed George kissing his newly-wedded wife, mumbling something before he unhinged his limbs away from her body for once.
He took a glance at me, signaling that it was my turn — it was my and the Alpha’s turn to give a speech.
I look around once more, annoyed. One more minute passed before I decided to give up. Wherever he was, he’s surely getting some beatings later for wandering around too much.
“Now, to hear the final speech of the night coming from the rulers of Shadowridge Pack, Alpha Logan, and Luna Morana!” Everyone applauded, or maybe most of them.
Some eyed me up and down.
“She is not even wearing a dress to a wedding! Disgraceful.”
“Look at those leather boots. What is she, a garden gnome trying to act like a warrior?”
“Good Goddess, is that blood on her sleeves? How barbaric!”
I rolled my eyes. It took a couple of seconds for those murmurs to subside before they finally realized the real missing feature I should be having by my side right now – not the jewelry, nor the fact I didn’t wear any heels or that my armor was stained with wine, but the missing Alpha who should be walking with me.
“With a Luna like her, it’s no surprise why an Alpha will feel shame to walk with her. What a pity.”
I bit back the urge to slap the mouth of the person who said that before walking at a faster pace towards the stage. It did seem as though I was walking on an aisle as the crowd parted to let me through.
I sighed, looking up at George, who stepped back from the microphone and flashed a warm smile at me. I walked around the stage and to the stairs on the side.
The platform was well-designed and packed with decorations from its backdrop to the floor. Balloons lined up the edges, adorned with the prettiest flowers.
Despite this wedding being rushed, there’s no doubt that any guest examining the place wouldn’t think so. Everything looked thoroughly planned.
Just before I reached the stage, I furrowed my eyebrows slightly from the strange noises I was hearing. It’s a faint sound of fabric moving and heavy breathing. But with the noise of the crowd, it’s hard to perceive where it was exactly coming from or what that sound was.
I gathered my senses before stepping up the stairs. Even from this angle, I could still hear the murmurs from those who had the guts to talk like that about a Luna, yet I couldn’t be sure whether it came from the mouths of my pack members or the outsiders invited to this wedding.
Who knew it could be from both sides? After all, a Luna wearing armor rumored to be stained with wine-like blood at a pretty wedding is something worth talking about.
Alpha Logan, my husband, was kissing a girl, eyes closed as they were deep in lust with each other. Logan was pulling her sleeves down, trying to touch even more of her bare skin.
They were so into it that they did not notice the spotlight placed on the two of them as they continued kissing.
I turned to the audience, and sadly, they also turned to me—some with a worried look on their faces, some with smirking lips. For once, I was too numb to even wish I could slap the faces of those brave enough to smirk at my situation right now.
The maid I ordered to find Logan over arrived panting, carrying a look of fear in her eyes. Of course, she knew the person I was looking for was sucking someone else’s face off and hid the fact.
I turn back to the two, still lost in the world only each other’s lips could give, before marching over to them. A growl so loud slipped past my lips, and with bloodshot eyes, I pulled them apart.
The spotlight was on the stage, on us. The crowd was waiting to see what scene would happen next, as though we were a spectacle—a movie worth watching that provided good-quality drama.
The girl fell on the floor, finally grasping the situation she was in. Her eyes were wide, and she turned to her elbow. Blood trickled on it as she scratched herself from falling.
“Who are you?” I shouted, to which she only responded with a whimper, staying seated on the ground.
I turned towards Logan; his eyes were drowsy, and I instantly shook his shoulders.
“Logan!” I yelled at him.
He looked at me before his gaze landed on the girl behind me. His eyes watched over her wound, and before I knew it, I felt a stinging sensation on my face, and I staggered as his palm connected with my skin.
“How dare you hurt my mate!” he asked in an Alpha tone.
Morana’s POVAs if a bucket of freezing water was dumped on me, I froze in the doorway, staring blankly at the body in front of me that was clenching in pain.My heart throbbed in an unexplainable way as I watched my own body curled in a ball, eyes closed, and writhing.I wasn’t the one feeling that pain… that heat. It’s him. Logan’s the one feeling all the kickback of the mate’s betrayal, just like how I wished it to me.But there’s a string in my heart that’s pulling me in the other direction. Was it conscience? Love? Sympathy? I didn’t know.And before I could make amends to myself what it was I was feeling, my feet started moving on their own accord. Crouching down, I slowly placed my hand on Logan’s shoulder, letting his callous hands touch my smooth and fair-skinned shoulder.But as soon as I touched him, I was jolted back by a current that brought tingles all over my body.My eyes widened. “What was that?”“Morana?” Logan finally opened his eyelids and looked up at me.Delight
Morana’s POVThere came a time when we’d vow never to do something in our lives, but fate would likely throw us a bone and turn us crazy until we broke that promise ourselves.Boredom filled me while I sat in the front row, waiting for Logan and Violet to reach the third stage, where I could watch them through the feed. Indeed, as much as I hate this game, participating was a whole lot more exciting than sitting here.Did he see her true color yet? What’s happening there now?Questions filled my mind as I anxiously tapped my fingers on the armrest. Meanwhile, while the game continued, the cheers of my warriors didn’t go down despite knowing that the participants inside couldn’t hear them.In fact, they got louder.What made me smile, though, was when they jumped when they heard Logan won the first round. I furrowed my brows at that announcement, though.How in the world did he win that stage?Logan was strategically smart and physically powerful, but he could not have won the stage of
Logan’s POVViolet sent me a mocking smirk before she entered the combat arena, rejoicing as she heard Finely proudly announce her as a winner for the second stage of the game.Unfazed by her cheating schemes, I swayed with the veins and jumped. But as soon as I landed on my feet at the ground, I uncontrollably fell on my knee, feeling weak.Gritting my teeth, I whispered, “Wolfsbane…”My chest rose and fell heavily, feeling the burning sensation cursing through my veins. I coughed in shock as I felt the poison hitting my heart.Clanching my chest, I looked up and saw her victoriously standing in the middle of the arena.Taking deep breaths, I momentarily closed my eyes, calling my inner wolf to fasten our adopting skills.Though Morana’s body wasn’t built as strong and adaptable as an Alpha, she was a warrior and a gamma before she became a Luna. Her body was strong enough to withhold the wolfsbane in her veins.But that didn’t change the fact that I’d feel weaker and… Shit!Realizat
Logan’s POVViolet was unharmed, but the two of us would probably not survive if we didn’t do anything.Right in front of us was a river that separated us from the next land. What’s more, there’s no way to walk around it. The only way was to cross the river… but it’s not any ordinary river.Its width was probably a kilometer, and the fluid flowing in it was not water but magma!Despite standing a few feet away from it, Violet and I were already murderously sweating from the heat it was exuding.“Is that what I think it is?” she asked, and I could only nod in silence.Scoffing, she asked, “What, do the elders want us to cross it and burn ourselves to death?”She looked at me in exasperation. “We’ll be cooked halfway in there even if we’re stupid enough to cross it by foot!”“Or by some miracle, we could fly, which is far from possible!” By now, she’s just rumbling from nervousness.Fly… That’s right! We would surely die if we touched the magma. And since we couldn’t walk around it, we
Logan’s POVUltimate silence surrounded the air between us while my handprint was marked on her arm. She squirmed for freedom, but I only let her go after sending a death glare at her.“That’s uncalled for,” she remarked before she massaged her arm and took a few steps back from me.I scoffed and nodded toward the sign. “If you’re so smart, do it yourself.” With that, I went to the seats in the middle of the room and made myself comfortable.She threw me a look as she stomped her way toward me, the bruise already healed. “This is a competition.”Raising my brow, I nonchalantly replied, “I never said it wasn’t.”After a moment’s time, she finally let it go and angrily went her way. She stopped a few feet away from the sign.Arrogantly, she lectured me by pointing out the numbers. “See that? Those are call numbers! It's used in the library, attached to each spine. There’s either a clue or answer in books corresponding to that!”She smugly smirked as she went to get the first book, 065.
Logan’s POVJealousy crept into me like a curse when she tried to protect those warriors. I know it sounded shit, but I couldn’t help but feel that way.It’s still vivid in my mind how close she was with them, and it still irritates the heck out of me whenever I remember how their loyalty to her was much greater than their loyalty to me when I was the pack’s alpha.They’d cheer for her and would even look passed me like I didn’t exist during the Luna’s game.She’s the one who trained them tirelessly all day and night, and I’m aware of how close she was to them, but it still infuriated me, especially when I saw how close and at ease she was with them while she ignored me before.I closed my eyes and cursed, “This is all Vioelt’s fault.”With that in thought, I couldn’t stop myself from throwing a glare at Violet, who was beside me and only a few feet away.I scoffed. It’s funny how the undying extensive feeling I had for her before was all gone now. It’s as if it never existed, and all
Morana’s POV“Tell me,” he insisted while still sitting on my bed.I solemnly looked into his eyes as if seeing the past scenes in the orbs of his eyes.Bitterly smiling, I shook my head and replied coldly, “It’s not just a nightmare. It’s a memory.”His eyebrows furrowed; he shifted and tried to get closer to me, but I immediately raised my palm up. “Stay right there,” I said.And so, he did.“What memory is it about? Tell me. Maybe I can help,” he persisted, testing my patience.Momentarily closing my eyes, I took a deep breath before looking at him again. Pointing at the couch, I gritted my teeth and said, “Get back where you belong and get off my back!”Pain crossed his eyes before he slowly stood up. Looking right into my eyes, he said with longing, “But where you are is where I belong.”For a moment, I was moved, and my heart felt swayed.But then, I scoffed. “Stop the nonsense already, and get back to sleep. And if I were you, instead of wasting your time messing around, you mi
Morana’s POV“Yeah, how so?” I crossed my arms and scrutinizingly looked at him.“What I did before–” he started, but I cut him off.I exaggeratedly clapped my hand and looked at him with wide eyes. “You’re right, and it’s different because you knocked her off.”Gritting my teeth, I made it clear. “Don’t put us on the same page, Logan. We’re not the same.”Leaning in, I added, “Unlike you, I am fighting hard against this bullshit mate pull.”As I turned to grab the towel from the rack, I heard him say, “Oh, yeah? Then why haven’t you rejected her yet?”“Aww! What the hell, Morana?”“Stop yelping like a girl!” I annoyingly remarked while blindfolding him with a towel.He laughed. “Well, did you think for a second that it’s maybe because I’m in your body, which, by the way, is a woman’s body if you forget?”“Stop talking, you annoying!” I remarked before pushing him toward the tub. Holding both his hands, I raised them and made him hold them against the wall.“Oh, kinky! What did you do
Morana’s POVSometimes, life tests us, but it's up to us how long and how strong we’ll hold to our principles and willpower so that we do not take the other path.That’s why when my lips landed on Violet’s voluptuous and soft lips, despite the incredible tingling and desire rushing up in every inch of my bones, I still managed to push her away.My eyes were wide open, as shocked as Violet at what I had just done. But of course, while I was mortified, Violet was feeling the opposite. She’s looking ecstatic, rather.“Logan, I know you feel it, too.” She’s smiling so wide while looking at me like she just won the lottery. Goddess, I hate her, and I couldn’t wait for me to get back in my own body.“Don’t ever, ever, get near me again!” I threatened while pointing a finger at her before I turned around. This time, I walked as fast as I could away from her.Lost the feeling of roaming around, I decided to just get back at the pack house.“I can’t believe I kiss her! That’s disgusting and aw
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