Andrew's self-mocking smile deepened. "Yeah. Back then, I was completely lost in my own pride. People are like that. When we're young, we feel unbeatable, unstoppable, like everything in life is possible. Then life hits you hard and teaches you a lesson you never forget."

Luna spoke softly, "I won't let you talk about yourself like that. Andrew, you have no idea how incredible you were back then."

She kissed him quickly and pulled back right away.

Andrew felt the warmth on his lips, and his emotions finally steadied a little.

"In front of someone like Constantine, a pure-blood Dark Clan powerhouse, I never had a real chance. Back then, my brothers were already gone one after another. I only had one thought left… Besides dying, there was one thing I had to do, and I had to finish it. After that, I planned to die immediately. I didn't want to keep living anyway.

"So I watched myself tear that werewolf prince to shreds with my own eyes. At the time, I was in a strange state; my consc