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Chapter 3 The Murderer Luna

Word Count: 1131    |    Released on: 04/12/2025

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nd her w

os. My eyes widened as I

ena angrily shout. "She's a fucking murderer! She drugge

all of their words

oldly looking at everyone. "Lyra will be bou

d, my chest tightening as a

anted to be my Luna right? Now, you'r

ce that night-three years s

Alpha Kyl

had once longed for-became a shackle for me. It was no longer an hon

t me in disgust, curse me heavily for killing the Alpha's Luna, throwing rotten

ough I didn't exist. He'd pass by me in the hall without a glance, his presence

ght he would finally

wanted me to suffer. He wanted me t

been bonded, he

he mark the woman

at night, when the moonlight slipped through the window, I'd sit by the p

een trying to hold back. A voice that the whole wor

et haven. A wa

uld continue for another ye

s fro

y banquet tonight.

red at the message, my h

ths. Whenever he sees me, his

why

it. Maybe... maybe this was something. Ma

I

th my own hands. Inside, I wrote the music I'd composed in secret. I didn't sign it-just presse

me for wearing-a soft gray gown that no one else touched anymo

th laughter, music, the scent of foods-th

Their smiles had been replaced with a frown and disgust a

s she

killer. Who invites

the nerve to

ere I

who was sitting, filled wi

mate, looked devastatingly majestic in his black att

rms...was an

Har

una's youn

aughed softly, tilting her head toward him. It wa

ow. My gift box slipped sli

ay, loud enough for everyone to hear. Her voice d

ppled throu

was low-a warning-

the box in my hands. "A gift? How sweet.

for you," I whispered desp

him, isn't it? You think he would accept a gift from a m

sed my lips together. The last fragile piece

d. "My bad, I thought I was u

just looks at me coldl

e from their mocking stares, my chest tightening with shame. How could I be so foolish as to

d up, expecting Kyle, but it wasn't him. It was a stranger, a drunk stranger

Stay and dance with me." His grip tightened while

away, panic rising as I

on't b

owl spli

, commanding enough

y

they had three years ago-and before I c

eleased me instantly,

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