MOON BOUND REWRITTEN FATE

CHAPTER 1 Sophia always believed one thing If life refused to give her magic, she would write it herself. At twelve years old, she began a secret novel in a brown leather journal. Which also became the birth of her Noveled Version Life She wrote the story based on her life Only that it was in a werewolf (she has an obsession with werewolves and vampire fiction) version and also using the opportunity to write her life in the way she wanted it to be Thus creating how she wanted her next life to be It was a novel where she wasn’t overlooked, ignored, or betrayed but instead the richest werewoman in the kingdom the strongest warrior blessed by the Moon Goddess the kindest alpha anyone had ever met Her name in her story was Luna MacIver and she was betrothed to the most handsome, powerful were man she could imagine His name in her story was Azeron Hale he was loyal, breathtaking, and entirely devoted to her. Sophia poured her heart into that world. She built packs, magic, palaces, and love. And she created villains too. Specifically one villain Her best friend, Mariah. In her story, Mariah was jealous of Luna MacIver’s beauty… her power… her money… her rank… and most of all her mate. Mariah wanted everything Luna MacIverhad, including Azeron. Sophia didn’t write that out of nowhere. She wrote it because it happened in her real life first. --- In reality, Sophia had never been in a relationship. Not because nobody wanted her plenty of boys did. But she always said no. She believed in a perfect man… a soulmate… someone gentle yet strong… someone just like the male lead she created. Azeron. She wanted a boy who felt exactly like her fantasy. Then one day, at twenty, she finally met someone who made her heart skip— a cute boy named Adrian. Her first real crush. For once, Sophia let her heart open. But Mariah… her best friend… took him. Smiled sweetly at Sophia while secretly meeting him behind her back. Making Sophia feel small, invisible, stupid for trusting. Sophia didn’t fight. She just broke quietly. And that night, she wrote the villain arc of her best friend into her novel writing Mariah as the girl who always wanted Luna MacIver’s destiny The betrayal hurt her so deep she didn't even bother to give Mariah a story version name instead using her real name to remind her of what a snake she could be. It burned so deeply that Sophia couldn’t look at real love anymore. But when she wrote… She felt powerful. She felt chosen. She felt loved by the man she created. She made her fictional self everything she could never be in the real world. But as time grew she began to face reality and by time she was twenty five sophia’s life had grown quiet . Work. Home. Sleep. Repeat. Then one stormy night, the world shattered in light. It happened on a Thursday. Rain flooded the streets. Lightning cracked through the sky like someone ripping open the heavens. Sophia was heading home from work when a bright flash blinded her vision— cars screeched— someone screamed— and then nothing. No pain. No sound. Just darkness. Her final thought was strangely simple: “I wish I could live the life I wrote.” Unknown to her that her small wish would soon be her reality because the moon heard her Then darkness swallowed everything.