The Vengeful Luna: Reborn to Rewrite Fate

CHANGE SOMETHING

NATALIA

Tristan and I barely had the time to talk. He carried Lorelei and almost left me. Before I could say anything, he had already ordered me to call the pack to tell them about her.

The travel back felt like a blur compared to our drive towards the newly settled pack and before I knew it, Lorelei was already taken by the pack doctors. They even looked puzzled when Tristan almost pounced at one of the doctors, just trying to check on Lorelei’s condition. He was clearly affected by his instincts to protect his mate, but everyone was panicking to notice that.

And now, he can’t even sit still waiting for the doctors to come out for any updates.

I was beside him the whole time, but he hadn’t spared me a glance since he realized what they were. My heart felt heavy, and deep inside, I wanted to complain, but I was also surprised at Lorelei’s state. She was covered with cuts all over her body, as if she was made into a horrible plaything.

It’s both jarring and odd seeing Lorelei in that condition. From my memories, she was a strong she-wolf, had the confidence I could never have, and might be the most cunning woman I’ve ever met. She loved rubbing it to me that Tristan was hers and hers alone.

Tristan suddenly turned to me, making my thoughts fade out in a snap.

“Do you think she’ll survive?” Tristan asked, tapping one foot impatiently while his hands were clasped together. It’s the first time I’ve seen him this anxious. No… he was terrified. He must be feeling her pain through their bond, maybe even her life slipping away.

“I…” I trailed off, not knowing what to say or do to comfort him.

Before I could think of anything, the doctors came out, wearing unreadable, conflicted expressions. Tristan sprung up from his seat, completely forgetting my existence again.

“How is she?” Tristan asked urgently.

One of the doctors stepped in and explained, “She lost a lot of blood, and not only are the cuts deep but the weapon used against her was imbued with wolfsbane. We’ve done everything we could to aid and stabilize her, but she’s an omega, so her healing abilities are very slow and limited. For now, we’re taking close observation of her condition.”

I felt terror crawling down my spine when Tristan suddenly snarled in pure anger. Even the doctors took a step away from him and were probably wondering why he was this affected. Sure, what the hunters did was awful, but this woman was supposedly a stranger.

“Do everything to save her.” He ordered and stormed away, leaving all of us dumbfounded.

“Is something wrong with Alpha Tristan, Luna?”

I felt a tinge in my chest after hearing the question. Just as I thought, they were noticing it, too. I didn’t respond to his question and went inside to check on Lorelei. She was covered in bandages and was still unconscious. Still, I could still feel her flair to fight and live.

It’s the same face but in a totally different state. Everything in me wanted to hate her. Being fated to Tristan was one thing. I couldn’t blame her for that, but she enjoyed our situation. She never respected that Tristan was still married to me… but with her current condition, I don’t think I could truly hate her for anything.

She wasn’t the cunning woman from my memories.

“Luna?” Another doctor called, sounding bothered with their questions still unanswered.

“Just… please do as Alpha Tristan says and make sure that she’s well taken care of,” I answered and went outside to find Tristan.

A part of me was asking why I was still following him when I already knew how this would go. Now that he had found his true mate, our relationship would fall apart from now. I should leave before what happened in the past would repeat again. Instead, I can’t erase his horrified expression in my mind. Even if I should be angry at him, the worry outweighs that feeling.

It didn’t take me a while before I found him running in the woods in his wolf form. He halted after sensing me, but even in his wolf form, I saw hesitation in his eyes. My own wolf whimpered at me, urging me to speak up.

But what should I say anyway? Everything that happened so far was different from what I remember, but their bond remained the same. It was Tristan and Lorelei. Even if I already went back in time and something did change, it could never be me.

“Sorry for suddenly bolting off. I’m not in the right mood, and I didn’t want to pour it on anyone.” I heard Tristan’s voice from the mind link before I could even say anything.

I walked towards him and casually sat beside him. He did the same while I could feel his eyes completely focused on me.

Unlike how we were in the past, Tristan professed that he had feelings for me even before our engagement. Maybe he felt guilt and hesitation… or maybe it was just wishful thinking, and he was confused about what to do at the moment.

“Are you feeling okay now?” I asked instead of instigating him about his reaction to Lorelei’s condition. I didn’t want it to come from me, nor was I ready for that conversation.

Tristan looked at me in both confusion and surprise. He must be wondering why I wasn’t even curious about how he was acting, not knowing that I already knew.

What if I just told him everything? But it’s like accusing someone of a crime they didn’t commit.

“Yes. I’m sorry for acting like that earlier. I was just surprised by what happened. Those hunters have taken it too far.” He answered a moment after as if he still contemplated how he would respond to the question.

For a second, I thought he would admit the truth, but like in the past, he chose to hide it from me. I guess I can’t blame him for doing so, whether it was in good faith or not.

We were enveloped in complete silence when I didn’t respond to him. Eventually, he got up and walked away from me. I really thought he just wanted to be alone, but just when I was about to leave, too, Tristan came back in a hurry—apparently so much that he didn’t bother wearing a shirt.

“Sorry, I ran off again. I just wanted to talk to you decently.”

I averted my gaze, suddenly feeling flustered. “You- you didn’t have to bother yourself like that. We were talking just fine.” I answered, looking everywhere except him.

Why am I even reacting like this? He’s my husband, for goodness sake!

“Your face is red. Are you okay?” He cupped my face, making me more flustered than I already was.

I met his gaze and finally explained, “I was just surprised you suddenly appeared like that.”

Tristan’s forehead crumpled with my remark before looking at himself. It took him a moment to realize what I meant. Still, he looked unbothered by it.

“I was in a hurry, but what is wrong with you seeing me like this? It’s not like you haven’t seen me topless before. We did so much more than-” I almost jumped into his arms just to cover his mouth, “Okay, I get it already. Just don’t say that out loud. Someone might hear you.”

He slowly removed my hand from his mouth and embraced me. His scent waffled in my senses, sending the comfort I’d been yearning for since earlier. But the comfort I felt was immediately replaced with fear that this was a goodbye instead.

“You deserve an apology for how I acted earlier. It was an emergency, but I still should have been more mindful of how I handled it.” He muttered, still holding me close. “I also have something important that I need to tell you, but I think I need more time to gather my thoughts.”

Tristan’s hold on me tightened a bit as if I would disappear if he slipped away.

“Take all the time you need,” I responded, biting back my tears, knowing exactly what he meant.

His breath fanned over my hair, exhaling in relief, “Thank you, Talia.”

Tristan offered another soft, apologetic smile. I forced myself to smile back and excused myself when he offered to walk me back, wanting some time alone to think.

I thought going back before everything in my life fell apart would give me control, that somehow, I could rewrite my fate and avoid being hurt again. But instead, I was still bound to keep everything to myself.

I couldn’t be angry at Lorelei, not when she is in a critical condition, and I most certainly can’t hate Tristan, not when he looks at me with so much guilt in his eyes.

My eyes landed on the sky, “Is that it? Is the only reason you permitted me to return in time just so I could suffer one more time? Or is this your punishment because I was a fool the second time?”

Unfortunately, no matter how many times I asked, my questions were never answered. I took a deep breath and composed myself, wiping the tears already looming to fall.

“I can’t give up yet,” I mumbled to myself.

I can still change something.