THE REBORN LUNA

Valerie

'So, this is how it ends'

I felt faint despite the noises surrounding me. The only sensations I had was blinding pain, the warm wetness on my hand and the knowledge that I was shot.

Colors filled my vision before everything became clearer. I was on the ground, hands surrounding me that I recognized as Mina, my maid's.

"Luna Valerie," she cried. The memory of what happened moments before filtered in my mind.

A simple meeting regarding the pack when a maid suddenly aimed a gun at him. Nobody else noticed.

"Alpha Alistair sends his regards," I heard the assassin say,

Before I knew it, I ran to block him and now...I was here.

I shifted to the side to find him.

My husband, mate and only love, Tristan was dragging Alyn, my sister away from the scene, pulling her back as she tried to reach me. Not once had his eyes crossed here.

I sacrificed myself for him, yet he couldn't even look at me or pay attention to me. His eyes, just like his heart and attention, had solely been on my sister.

A tear slipped from my eye as I felt my warm belly warm from blood. Our baby. Gone.

I was already five months pregnant, even though it didn't show, thanks to the one drunken night we'd spent together. Nobody knew, especially not him. I was hoping to reveal it in time but it would never happen now.

I was hoisted away and soon found myself in a cold room as the pack Doctor looked over me.

"We're sorry Alpha, but the injury is too deep and the blood is already lost. We cannot help her at this stage." he said.

I already expected those words, yet hearing them felt even more damning.

It was official. There was no saving me.

I couldn't hear what was said next, but the Pack doctor left. I wanted to reach out to Tristan but he'd also left the room, leaving Alyn alone with me as she sat at my bedside.

Seconds passed and the sound of my breathing filled my ears. I could feel her presence beside me but she didn't say anything.

Until she did.

"Now that you're in this state, should I tell you a secret sister?" she whispered.

Confusion filled my blurred senses. I forced my eyes to open and saw a horrific glimpse.

She was smiling.

"The truth is, I'm glad you're dying."

A chill pricked my senses from her words.

"From the moment I came into this pack and family, I couldn't stand you. Not the attention you received or the privileges you had. So I made sure to take everything away."

Horror filled me. I understood what she meant.

Once upon a time I was the only daughter of the Beta's family until one day my parents found her as a little girl. I had taken her in as my sister, ready to care for her when the world around me twisted.

Suddenly, my parents paid no attention to me and even the pack seemed to favor her. I'd tried to protest and fight against it, yet no matter what I was compared as second best to everyone, including my own mate.

She laughed, and the sound that everyone compared to a goddess felt like the devil.

"There's nothing you can do about it now, so I'll confess everything." she said

And she did. I was helpless, motionless and unable to do anything but listen to every word she said. Every machination and pretense, how she played herself to be the victim putting me in the forefront. How she'd slipped lies and rumors against me while appearing innocent. It went on for years, dating back to when we were children.

I was horrified. No matter how much I wanted to hate her in the past I always held back, believing it was just my bad luck. To think that it was all on purpose...

I didn't know how much time had passed, whether it was minutes or hours when she finished, sighing mockingly.

"You don't have to worry about the family or the pack anymore. They never cared much about you anyways. In no time, they'll forget all about you and your sacrifice and I'll take your place. The same applies for Tristan." She giggled as if she'd told a joke,

"You saw how he acted earlier. Even though he's the reason you're in this state, he only cares for me. You might have been his mate, but I'm the one he really loves. He isn't even here to watch you die. Don't worry. I'll take care of him as the next Luna."

"Who knows?" She hummed, "maybe one day when I birth his child I'll name her after you as a trophy. People will think I am so kind and sentimental but only I will know the truth. The truth being that I won."