Claimed By The War God: The Wolfless Luna's Second Chance

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nd my eyes flew open. Dim light from the

ving, and pushed myself up of

have been reborn. I died right here in my past life - I begged my husband f

orld. For years I lived there, drilling relentlessly to master specia

world, a werewolf with no inner wolf could not shift or use the mind‑link. To the nobles, I was worth less than d

sh. The weak, yielding

fever. This body was still weakened by neglect, yet my mind held every

ists until my knuckles popped.

a

off its hinges and crashed to the floo

, four armed pack guards behind her. H

rab your rags

his was Martha Kowalski, personal servant to Delma Travis, my husband's

arget she was used to bullying. She barked a laugh and steppe

thick arms and

ng Ceremony with Lady Delma. This shack will be

m the small corner room. Her face went white. S

ing in fear. "My Lady still has a fever! If yo

and pulled her

l

ne walls. Chloe screamed, blood spilling fro

tattered blanket and set bare feet on the frozen

e rubbed her stinging wris

d briefly in her eyes before rage took ov

ge, how dare yo

d shot out, seized her thick wrist, and pressed

eak louder

ial‑forces shoulder throw I had mastered in the modern realm, I

g for air. The four guards froze, mouths hanging open as they stared at the ou

r chest and pressed down, pinning her to the ground until her f

ock. They drew iron swords from t

, kicked it up and caught it. I moved b

Crack

nd the soft spots under their throats. In three seconds, all four t

knelt, grabbed a handful of Martha

my Luna title?" My voice stayed s

uth. She stared at me in terr

lpha authority over the entire territory, which Curtiss had dared to place around Delm

elt. The sharp edge sliced through her leather belt

ken high and caught it hard in my palm, lo

ur men a

umbled out the broken door like a

and knees, dragged Martha into the blizzard

e to her feet, and wiped bloo

Chloe's eyes widen

warm water and

lection. After cleaning up, I tied my long silver‑white hair high. I p

lded Rejection Pact scroll, which I'd sta

a living claim to power. Then I pushed open the courtyard gate and stepped int