Reborn Luna: Claimed By The Lycan King

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nside me, far harsher than the endl

ay helpless on the birthing bed, ever

ress in slow, dreadful streams, each wet d

shaky voice carried a final desperate plea through the glowing

in my broken body, I kept my eyes lock

ce sworn he would protect me for the rest of

one carried nothing but icy indifference. "Stop bothe

out a sweet, flirtatious laugh, ever

't let that dying bitch ruin our

tearing through my chest became far crue

he Silvermist Pack-the once-unrivaled

on the battlefield while defending our

crumbled into ruin, though the immense fo

y life, Theron had stepped into that emptiness

eved he was the mate de

o spend my wealth. I poured countless resou

eron had held my hands and sworn he w

d unwavering vow still ling

long the way, h

he had personally sponsored. He claimed Sylvia's lively spirit

om the very beginning, he had only wanted the fortune behind the Silverm

ing through a brutal labor, he still r

waves as I gripped the edge of the bedsh

ugh me, fierce enough to

chance. I wanted the Moon Goddess t

would you choose to do?" Out of nowhere, a strange,

ddess truly ans

blinding sea of white light crashed ov

ths one after another. Every inhale burned through my lungs, and my hea

the air, no crushing despair from the deli

lean scent of cedarwood and cos

my hand and brushed my fingerti

calendar hanging there instantly stole my

ed twenty-two, barely a month

In their eyes, we were deep in the sw

waves. The Moon Goddess had actu

back five year

, and Lily Fuller, a young Omega servant, stepped inside ca

med softly. "You should get dressed now. The Alp

nto the white dr

m my previous life crashed

to an auction, doing nothing more than maintaining t

taste, I had foolishly copied Sylvia'

ess, hanging off Theron's arm with a smug little smile while he proudly escorted her through the crowded hall. Meanwhile, I-

he Alpha really likes this kind of simple, classy look. If y

atten

sgust twisted violently in my stomach,

rough and low, but the icy comman

ghter against her chest. "But... this was specia

glance, I pushed myself to my feet. My bare feet sank into the plush ca

osen to match Theron's preferences. With a sharp motion, I

oked like living flame, its rich color as d

lvermist Pack-the sacred symbol of pow

ring," I declared, my vo