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Aria was the Luna of the Winter Mist pack, renowned for her achievements in war strategy. Her contribution was crucial in her pack becoming the most powerful in the entire country. Everything in her life should be perfect. ...Except it wasn't. In actuality, Aria's life was anything but successful. She was helpless to the whims of her abusive Alpha mate and his mistress. A mate who never loved her. As she watches their relationship grow, her options are to run away or die trying to keep her Luna position. But this is not the story of how Aria sways his closed-off heart until he finally loves her. No, this is the story of how Aria died. So when she is faced with the opportunity to go back in time and try again... will she take it? ...Or is she fated to relive her mistakes all over again? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "...And if I refuse?" I asked hesitantly. "Then you will remain in the Abyss, forever reliving your earthly memories." My mind recalled the images that had just tormented me, showing me my death over and over again. I knew now she must have shown me that strategically so I had a taste of what my refusal would look like. "Then I don't want to be Luna again... and I don't want to be Aleric's mate," I said, surprising even myself that I was bargaining with a Goddess. But I couldn't shake the feeling something seemed off. "That is the fate I have chosen for you." "Then I don't accept," I argued. "I think there is something you're not telling me. A reason why you need me to go back so badly." She was silent, her silver eyes regarding me warily. "...So I am correct," I said, taking her silence as confirmation.
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Book Two - Ch.# 49
“Clarissa!” I screamed, pushing past Zac to run inside.He was still too confused to move, struggling to understand the situation. Only, I did know the situation. I knew that something had to be so very wrong.“Clarissa!” I yelled again, scanning through the rooms.And, finally, her voice called back.“Rae!” she cried.The kitchen.I bolted to her location and found Clarissa on the ground, shaking as she stared up at a man holding a knife.…A man I knew as Noah Kennedy.“Who is that!” she screamed. “How did he get in here? H-he shouldn’t be here. He could have killed me!”Noah simply appeared stunned by the whole situation and slowly looked down at the knife in his hand. A kitchen knife that he was using to cut an apple.“This is wrong,” she whispered to herself. “No one is ever at Zac’s house. How is there someone here? It’s supposed to be completely private.”“Woah, calm down,” I said. “Nothing is going on. You’re fine. This is Noah.”The way she had moved around in Zac’s house, it
Book Two - Ch.# 48
“What?!” I yelled, feeling as if my legs were going to give out from under me. “What did you just say?”“…You killed him,” she repeated, stating it in a matter-of-fact way. “Why are you so surprised? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so queasy about killing someone before.”Was this some kind of sick joke? How could I not be surprised to hear that? I owed so much to Kieran that even the thought of ever physically hurting him seemed unthinkable.“…Rheyna… the way you’re acting…,” she started, looking confused again. “It’s almost like… well, it’s just… you don’t have feelings for him, do you?”Instantly, I became flustered feeling put on the spot. This conversation had taken such a turn that I didn’t know how to react.“Well, I… I-I mean…,” I stuttered. “He did so much to help me….”And Clarissa’s face paled even more, clearly not expecting that answer. “…I thought you were just joking. I never expected you of all people to fall for him, let alone give a shit about the mate bond. Rh
Book Two - Ch.# 47
“Seven times?!” I gasped. “H-how…? How is this possible? And why can’t I….” I could see the faintest traces of memories, but they were all nonsensical, just painful flashes of random images rather than providing any sort of insight. Yet the more I tried to dive deeper to look, the more it pushed back at me. “Come on, Rheyna! Look!” Clarissa demanded, pointing at my marks. “Doesn’t this look familiar? Don’t you remember?!” “I-I… I don’t know… I don’t think so. I just….” “GODDAMMIT!” she yelled, a fury in her eyes that made me flinch. Though it only flashed for merely a second. Just a second before her gaze then slowly fell to the floor, a look of defeat washing over her. “…God-fucking-dammit. Why now?” It was the first time I’d seen her look so upset. Not angry anymore, just… sadness. An emptiness as she accepted that I wasn’t able to tell her what she needed to hear. A change from her normal bratty attitude. “Clarissa… There’s no point in wasting time if this really is all true,”
Book Two - Ch.# 46
I wasn’t sure how long had passed, but I did eventually awaken to the sound of violent coughing near me.…A noise that instantly reminded me of my current situation.“Wakey, wakey,” Clarissa said nearby.And I groaned, rolling onto my side as the pain returned.My entire body was aching, completely stiff along every joint and bone. I would have given anything for even the tiniest bit of pain relief medication.“Come on, Rheyna,” she nagged. “You can’t stay in bed forever.”…However, the more I did slowly wake up, the more I took in.I could vaguely hear her shuffling around nearby, coughing every few steps she took. Clearly feeling a bit better despite her limp earlier. And not just that either. I could also smell… something. Food, of some sort.…Was she cooking?At that, I mustered all my energy to pull myself upright, hissing from the pain that shot through me. And, sure enough, there she was.Like a little cave goblin waddling around a fire. It seemed she actually was making someth
Book Two - Ch.# 45
I was a devil.Never before in my life had I felt those words to be truer than in this moment. This very second as I stood above the bodies of several enemies as they bled out around me. Nothing but rage and pain consumed me inside, feeling absolutely no remorse as I had ripped them to shreds.From one person to the next, I had methodically ended each of them, an incredible speed in my movement as if I were maneuvering purely by muscle memory alone. Not that I had really needed to act so quickly. Because the entire time I had attacked, they had just stood there completely still, awaiting their turn. Like lambs to the slaughter, unable to move even an inch… just as I had told them to. Only a flash of fear in their eyes betrayed them as I stole their last moments.Now, I breathed heavily, still shaking from the ordeal… still completely in human form, yet feeling as if I’d had no control over myself…. Nor had I wanted it.No… I might have moved without being fully aware of my actions… bu
Book Two - Ch.# 44
“Is that…?” I tried to ask.But I didn’t get the question out as I heard Clarissa begin cursing next to me, doing so whilst struggling to get out of bed.“What are you doing?” I gasped, seeing her shaking with the sheer effort required.“What does it look like I’m doing?” she snapped. “Fucking help me up already.”“Hey! Stop being so rude to—.”“No!” she yelled, cutting me off. “From here on out you shut up and listen to my instructions. Now pick me up.”“What?”“Pick. Me. Up. Onto your back. You’ll need to carry me for this.”Stunned, I started to help her out of bed, but couldn’t stop myself from asking another question anyway.“What’s happening, Clarissa? Are those howls…?”“What’s happening is that we’re going to run and get Myra,” she said, speaking as if I were a child. “Hopefully before it’s too late.”“Too late for what?”And she paused then for a moment, just long enough to look up and allow me to feel the full gravity of her words.“…They’re here,” she said. “The hunt begins
Book Two - Ch.# 43
“Breathe,” Myra said, gesturing with her hands for me to inhale. “Breathe and hold it.”We’d been at this for a few hours now, Myra doing her best to teach me what she could. She seemed to know a lot about how the ability worked despite not possessing it herself. Though, as she had already previously pointed out, she’d raised a few generations of Knight children.Truthfully, I didn’t expect to feel as comfortable around her as I did. We’d only just met but there seemed to be a deeper connection, something that was drawing me to her. A feeling of safety and reassurance in her presence, perhaps.“…I am,” I muttered.“Then ask me for this pen,” she said, holding it up in front of me. “Remember to dig deep inside, connect with that spark, and pull it forward.”I did as she instructed, doing my best to reach for it. But it was difficult, increasingly so. The more we did this, the worse a headache was pulsing in my mind, slowly becoming worse.I reached… and reached… and reached… and when I
Book Two - Ch.# 42
“You know me?” I asked, surprised.She’d somehow known my name and implied we’d met already once before. Had we been childhood friends maybe? But that would have been back when I was five years old, her maybe even younger than me. That would be such a long time ago to recall.Despite this though… I had a nagging in my head as if I’d heard her name recently. Somewhere I couldn’t quite place… At Ashwood perhaps? No… that didn’t seem right.Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to think on it for long though.At my question, Clarissa instantly looked even less enthused, her eyes narrowing slightly.“…What kind of dumb question is that?” she replied curtly.“Clarissa!” Myra snapped. “Where are your manners? Apologise. Right now.”“But, Myra…,” she whined. “It’s not—.”However, Clarissa wasn’t able to finish her sentence, another coughing fit wracking through her chest. “…Stupid girl,” Myra sighed, walking over to her bedside.She wrapped the tiny girl back in her blanket and forced her to lie do