A Scorned Luna's Revenge

e me. I was stupid to think that. To him, I was his best friend but my heart stuttered in his

me. He told me he didn't want to mate with me as he only saw me as a friend. It broke my heart but I was persistent. I sent my fath

and rude. How could I lead as the Luna when I behaved like a surly sixteen-year-old even at twenty? No one oppose

decades of living in the shadows of my father's mansion, I went loose. I thought I was the

speak three languages. I read books on business and administration, I read on history, politics, and religion. At

shifted as early as fifteen into a magnificent alpha wolf and I learnt to control my shift in a few months.

k six months and even though I knew he was purposely dragging the engagement, I did not change

him politically or aesthetically. She was humble, naïve, and plain-looking but everyone loved her. She could n

ted

to happen. My jewelry disappeared, strange holes appeared on my new dresses so I had to keep buying more, making me seem wasteful. People s

Cassius became. We were engaged and with my father's influence he was fast climbing up in life so he was forced to choose me rat

distraught look on April's face when Cassius and I officially became mates. To me, I won but it turned

brating Cassius' five years as an Alpha, I decided I could no continue to bully April. I poured he

ked woman who stole someone else's mate, bullied

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see the reason?" I looked at Cassius as Lorenzo and Sylvia excused th

, all I felt was fear. The image of him slicing m

y fath

d of the incident." Cassius gave me a pointed look but I

es

ll go to him since he hasn't co

y from his touch. "Persephone," he called my name in shock as I scrambled out of the bed and put distance

stiffened. He opened his mouth to say som

and I burst into tears. Tears poured from my eyes like a leaky f

e of the Adelards. Now, I knew better than to beg for love. In my past that could still be my future, my father died protecting me. My father

her eyes taking up a large part of her face when she saw me sitting

wiping the tears from my fac

from the past screamed in my ears.

She clasped my hands which I had

hur

turned against me, including the girl holding my hands right now. It hurt that the man I loved a

uld take a di

red-haired girl claspin

e responded, ea

er worth serving

y worth serving," she exclaimed,

er with a few gold coins so

I'll be paying m

her mutter to herself, 'Do I have to fla

act if you're to continue working for me,

at she always tried to please me but while I was turning a

my best, my lady

life, then I had to be