All Chapters of Pretend to Be Tyrant's Future Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Serena’s PovWhen I saw Edmund walk into my father's...our father's study, I felt the intensity of my anger rise to unimaginable levels. The Lancaster Company had been my life’s work, a legacy I was determined to uphold, and now it was threatened by the least deserving person imaginable.Edmund stood beside me at the table, attempting to look authoritative. I remembered the way he fidgeted nervously during the negotiations earlier today; he was genuinely incompetent. I couldn't suppress a sneer as I watched him settle into the seat beside me. How could someone like him even consider himself fit to lead this company?“This is ridiculous,” I muttered under my breath, catching my father's disapproving glance. But I didn’t care. This farce had gone on long enough.“Serena, do you have something to add?” Edmund’s voice was stern. He was trying to put up a strong front.“I do, actually,” I said, standing up. I turned to my father. “How can you possibly consider someone who l

Serena’s PovThe sun hangs high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the dense forest. The trees stand like silent sentinels, their leaves whispering secrets to the afternoon wind. I take a deep breath, feeling the cool air fill my lungs as I stare at the border that separated our territory from that of the Storm Pack. The tales of their strength and ruthlessness are enough to send shivers down the spine of even the bravest werewolf. In our world, most packs have established an alliance, the Pack Alliance. This alliance bring peace and cooperation among the wolf packs, ensuring that disputes were settled diplomatically. However, one pack stands apart, refusing to join the alliance: the Storm Pack. This pack is known for its conservatism and isolation. They shun contact with the outside world and frequently intrude into neighboring territories, causing tension and fear.The other packs, despite their collective strength, find themselves helpless against the Storm Pack.

Serena’s PovI had always prided myself on my keen senses and quick reflexes, but tonight, they had failed me miserably. I crouched low behind a thick clump of bushes, trying to steady my breath as the howls of the rogues echoed through the forest. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a deafening reminder of my peril. I now understood the warning the captain of the storm pack was trying to say to me before I jumped into the river. He was trying to warn me not to head in this direction. I had washed up directly in the center of Rogue Wolf territory.The forest seemed to close in around me, shadows stretching and twisting like the hands of the rogues themselves. I tried to stay perfectly still so I could mask my presence, anything that might lead them to me. But I knew it was futile. Rogues had a terrifyingly acute sense of smell and hearing. It was only a matter of time before they found me.Suddenly, a twig snapped behind me. I bolted, adrenaline surging through my vein

Serena’s PovThe forest was eerily silent as I sat beside Baird, his unconscious form stretched out on the cold, damp ground. His breathing was shallow, and the wound on his side was bleeding profusely. I had done what I could with my limited knowledge of first aid, but it was clear that he needed more than just makeshift bandages. My thoughts raced as I looked at the blood-soaked cloth strips that were once my shirt. I needed herbs, and I needed them fast. Leaving him alone felt like a betrayal, but staying here and doing nothing would be worse. Baird, a member of the Storm Pack, had saved me from the rogues. The least I could do was try to save his life in return. I glanced at Baird's face, which was pale and strained, even in unconsciousness. My mind was filled with anxiety and doubt. What if the rogues found me again? What if I couldn't find the right herbs? The thought of leaving the relative safety of the cave made my stomach churn. But then I looked at Baird again, his ch

Serena’s PovThe moonlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting eerie shadows on the forest floor. My heart pounded in my chest as I made my way back into the depths of the forest. The air was thick with tension, every rustle and snap of a twig sending shivers down my spine. I had to find Baird; I had to make sure he was safe.It wasn’t long before I realized I had ventured too far. The towering trees and unfamiliar terrain signaled that I had crossed into the territory of the Storm Pack. My stomach churned with anxiety. The Storm Pack was known for their fierce protection of their land, and I was an intruder.Suddenly, a movement caught my eye. I looked up and spotted a Storm Pack wolf perched high in the trees, his eyes glowing in the moonlight. His gaze locked onto mine, and my heart skipped a beat. Before I could react, he let out a loud howl, signaling the alarm. My presence had not gone unnoticed.Panic surged through me as I took off running, my feet barely tou