The Return of The Betrayed Luna

Slowly, my eyelids fluttered open to find myself on a bed, consciousness suddenly returning to me in a hazy swirl. My body felt heavy, and my senses dulled. The last thing I remember is getting involved in a car crash while I was driving. But then there was a sight before me that sent chills down my spine. Anderson, my beloved mate, was standing beside my bed looking down at me with seething hatred, a stark contrast to his usual loving gaze. Confusion and disbelief filled my mind. Like how? We are inseparable, in love, bonded. Yet, the burning intensity in his eyes spoke volumes Wait, am I dreaming? Or the accident had probably got something to hit my head making me hallucinate? We love each other so much and there is no way Andy will look at me that way, never! "Anderson?" I called. What is wrong?" I asked. I should know what’s wrong, right? But he kept quiet, still placing the death stare at me. Just then, Andrea, my best friend, walked in with a bell and a string. And while Anderson still had that seething hate look in his eyes as he looked at me, Andrea began ringing the bell and swinging the string, muttering some inaudible words. "Li re mi la silo ŕę," strange words flew in the air. I stared in shock at Andrea as she walked to and fro mumbling her words. I knew just what she was doing so I tried to sit up but I was too weak to. "Anderson, Andrea!! Why are you doing this?" I yelled in confusion. Among the three, Andrea was the science one and a practical hypnotist. She even does volunteer work in mental hospitals but then, I never knew she practised dark hypnotism not to talk of practising it on me. With the look in Andy’s eyes, it seemed like something they’d been wanting to do and planning for a long time. Now I could not even tell if my accident was truly an accident. ‘But just why are they doing this? What did I ever do to them?’ I really did not understand. “Why?” I mumbled as my voice choked in my throat. "I love you, Anderson! For you to do this. And Andrea…?" But then, Anderson chuckled. "You got it all wrong from the beginning my dear. I never loved you and you are not my mate. My mate is Andrea and you were only hypnotised to fall in love with me." When I heard all this, my heart stopped beating for a few seconds and my vision blurred. Wait, this has got to be a dream, right? With my teary eyes and still in a daze from what I just heard, I looked at Anderson as if to be sure he was the one standing there. This was the Alpha that claimed to love me so much. The one who said he could do anything for me… They were all lies and deceit from the onset. At this point, I was finding it so hard to breathe. “But why?” I asked and swallowed as tears rolled down my cheeks. Anderson laughed mischievously then said, "you’re the strongest werewolf in Moonlight Hollow Pack. Even stronger than me! You have no right to possess such special abilities Emma,” he scoffed spitefully. Now it was finally making sense. It finally dawned on me. My father is the gamma and chief warrior of the pack. When I was younger, he told me I was born with some special abilities making me the strongest werewolf. I never met my mum because he told me she died during childbirth. For years, no one knew this secret about me except my father. Most times during wars, I pretend to be weak just so no one would find out about my strength as it is impossible for an ordinary pack member to be that strong. The strongest is meant to be the Alpha of the pack. I have a bead that is always around my wrist. My father told me I was born with this bead and this bead granted me this special connection to the moon goddess. No one could touch the bead except me. The bead cannot be destroyed except I am made severely weak and injured with silver. But then I told Andrea about my special abilities because she is my best friend. A week later, Andrea made me attend a particular picnic and there I met Anderson. I felt the bond with Anderson and fell in love with him shortly afterwards and then I told him about my secret. That was two years ago. But he knew all along. Everything was arranged. The biggest mistake of my life is telling Andrea about my abilities. "For two years, we worked tirelessly, trying to find ways to possess your abilities from you but could not. So you can only die!” Andy added. More tears poured down my face, not cause he said I would die, but cause I felt so betrayed and broken. The whole new realization was too much for me to handle. It stung mercilessly. My lover and best friend have always wanted me dead. The bandaged wound on my forehead throbbed and I winced in pain. Isn’t that even strange? Since I didn’t die on the spot, I was supposed to have started healing by now but the pain was still terribly aching. I started to feel weightless and a dizzying sensation. Andrea’s hypnotism was really affecting me and even when I looked at her as she went on, there was nothing like remorse or regret on her. I shut my eyes as more tears flowed in my anguish. Suddenly, the pain in my head disappeared and I felt like I was floating in the air. I looked back at Anderson, wanting to see any sign of remorse in his eyes, just anything that showed he actually felt bad for what they were doing to me or that they regretted it a little. Maybe there was more to them just killing me cause they were jealous. Maybe there is something, and I would understand. I loved him so much after all! But then there was nothing. His expression remained cold, devoid of any hint of emotion While the hypnotism was going on, a sharp pain suddenly caused through my body starting from my head. Then suddenly there was an extreme pain in her chest. Anderson had dug a silver knife into my chest. My eyes flung opened and I coughed hardly while I stammered, "A-An -dy" “This… is… t.. too much,” I whimpered, my eyes widening in horror as blood began dripping from my mouth. Anderson stabbed me. But then, with Andy’s eyes still on mine, he twisted the knife and I cried out in pain. The pain was too much and there is no way I would be able to heal from this cause he was using a silver knife. Andrea intensified her hypnotism, making me unaware and losing myself and not knowing what to do, and slowly, I felt myself losing it to darkness. Anderson took the bead from my wrist. Ordinarily it would glow blue. The bead would normally cause a sharp form of electricity that would shock whoever tries to take the bead, making it difficult for anyone aside from me to even touch it. But this time, there was nothing. It had also become weak and dominant since they had succeeded in rendering me weak. I needed no soothsayer to tell me what Andy was planning to do. Once that bead is broken, I will die. They had succeeded in rendering me and now I knew he would break it. No, I did not want to die, just like that. Not when I’m just seeing their true colours! My heart ached and bled. I was in pain. I wanted a fight! But Andy looked at me with a grin and scoffed, "go to hell!" Effortlessly, he snapped the bead breaking it off. I died.