The Wrath of A Luna

Chapter Two: The Fall of the Luna

I turned to my family and relatives, hoping for their support, but they averted their gazes and treated me like a complete stranger.

“Marion, I haven’t done anything wrong! Someone set me up, and the accusations against me aren’t true.” I couldn’t finish my sentence because, out of nowhere, Therese appeared, accompanied by several members of her pack.

“W-What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice laced with suspicion.

Like me, Therese was also a Luna—the daughter of a powerful Alpha from a renowned pack. Her ability to see the past of anyone she touched was why she was considered the chosen one, just like me. However, the difference was that I was far stronger than her in almost every aspect. That was one of the reasons why we never got along—or, more accurately, why she despised me.

I had caught her countless times trying to seduce Marion, sneaking into his chambers when she thought no one was looking. If it weren’t for some wolves loyal to me, I would never have caught her in the act and stopped her advances toward him.

“Stop denying your betrayal, Lyra. I am one of the witnesses who can prove you are a traitor. You planned to have your pack conquered because you resented Marion.” Therese declared, her voice sharp with accusation.

“W-What are you talking about?” I asked, utterly confused, before turning back to Marion. “Don’t tell me you believe this woman over me, Marion?”

“You know she can see the past of anyone she touches, Lyra. That’s how we found out about your treachery—by looking into the past of the wolf who exposed you!” Marion’s furious voice rang out as he pointed once more at the bloodied wolf lying weakly on the ground.

I shook my head in disbelief. “I don’t know anything about these accusations, Marion. I would never betray the pack! I would never betray you!”

“Stop acting innocent!” Therese interjected. “You were furious when you found out that my father and Marion had agreed to arrange our marriage. So, you secretly allied yourself with the enemy to take down Marion and have your pack conquered!”

“Huh? Where did that bullshits come from?” I froze as if ice-cold water had been poured over me. And then, piece by piece, everything started making sense, like a movie playing in my mind.

Therese sneaks into Marion’s chambers. Marion left multiple times without me. Their stolen glances that I once dismissed as nothing. It was all beginning to connect. My heart clenched painfully as realization hit me, but I didn’t want to think of it.

“Marion, I’m begging you. Please, believe me—not her! Let me solve this misunderstanding,” I pleaded, desperation thick in my voice. But Marion remained unmoved, his gaze as empty as it was when he looked at me.

“Marion . . .” I called out to him again, my voice breaking.

“What more proof do you need?” Therese sneered, stepping closer to me. “Shall I look into your head as well, just to expose everything?”

She reached out, intending to touch my head, but I swiftly dodged her, glaring at her with pure hatred.

“Don’t you dare touch me!” I snapped at her. “And you think I’ll believe a single word you say?”

I saw Therese smirk, a sinister gleam flashing in her eyes as she stared at me. She stepped even closer, and because my body was bound, I couldn’t evade her when she grabbed my shoulder and leaned into my ear.

“Look at you. Do you think anyone will believe you?” she whispered, her voice dripping with triumph. “You’ve already been branded a traitor. I win, Lyra. The man you love, this entire pack, will all be mine. While you? You will rot and die, forgotten by everyone, your name forever despised—ah!”

Her scream echoed through the tribunal as she fell to the ground, clutching her bleeding lips after I slammed my forehead against her face. Pain shot through my skull, but I ignored it.

“Therese!” Marion rushed to her side, his face twisted with worry before he turned to me, fury burning in his eyes. “What the hell did you do? What if something happens to our child? Are you okay?” he asked, returning his attention to Therese.

My heart stopped as I heard what he said.

Therese nodded weakly before clinging to Marion like she was on the verge of tears. “I just wanted to show everyone the venomous snake hiding behind that innocent face and the traitorous demoness who betrayed her pack.”

I barely heard her words. It felt like a bomb had just exploded in my ears, and my chest tightened. My body froze, my ears rang aloud, and I could only stare blankly at Marion as he helped Therese stand.

Everyone had heard it. Every single person in this tribunal had heard it. Yet not a single soul reacted.

“You . . . you cheated on me?” My voice was barely above a whisper, but I knew everyone heard it. “How dare you.”

Marion took a deep breath and lifted his chin, meeting my gaze with an expression devoid of remorse. He didn’t look guilty. He didn’t even look ashamed. Instead, he stood before me, proud and unbothered, as if he had done nothing wrong.

And at that moment, everything became clear.

This was all a setup. This was never about me betraying the pack. This was about getting rid of me. They had planned this from the start—to destroy me, to kill me—so there would be nothing standing in the way of their relationship.

A laugh escaped my lips. A bitter, broken laugh. It started soft but grew louder until it became a full-blown cackle.

I was a fool. A stupid, pathetic fool. I believed every sweet lie Marion fed me. I believed in the love he showed me. I was deceived by his hot and wild touches and kisses. Everything was just a lie, and he used me—he fcking used me!

“I’m sorry, Lyra,” Marion said, feigning sadness. “But you must answer for your crimes. My duty as the leader of this pack comes first.” There was no regret in his voice. No grief. And he never wanted to explain why he did this to me. Instead, he wanted me dead. Throwing me like I was a piece of thrash.

And that only made my laughter grow wilder.

“Don’t give me that f*cking excuse, Marion,” I smirked, my eyes burning with rage. “I already know what your plan is.”

For too long, I had let myself be bound by those damn silver shackles, thinking not to fight them. But now? Now that I knew the truth—that they wanted me dead. I would not let them have that satisfaction.

Silver shackles weren’t enough to weaken me. With ease, I shattered them, freeing myself from their restraints. I moved my hands and feet because they went numb for a while.

Gasps echoed through the tribunal, followed by the shouts of alarmed pack members. I heard the distressed cries of my parents, but they never came to my defense. They didn’t even move toward me.

I was genuinely alone at that moment. The people who once admired, respected, and loved me are all gone, afraid to help me. But if they thought I would fall so quickly, they were gravely mistaken.

“What are you doing, Lyra?” Marion’s voice was dark, his expression unreadable as he pulled Therese behind him protectively. “Don’t make this worse. Accept your punishment.”

“How could I?” I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of rage and heartbreak. My heart had shattered into a million pieces, and I felt the weight of my sorrow pressing down on me, suffocating me. I wanted to break down, to cry, but I refused to show weakness. I wouldn’t let them see me as the loser in this cruel game.

“I was framed. Someone wants me dead.” My gaze flickered towards Therese, who cowered behind him with a smug look on her face.

“Lyra, please,” Dracob’s voice broke through the thick tension. His tone carried a plea, but I could hear its finality. “Just accept your punishment. Don’t fight back.”

I turned to look at him, shaking my head firmly. “I can’t.”

When I stepped forward, every warrior present shifted into their werewolf form, their eyes glowing with hostility. Claws sharpened, fangs bared—they were ready to attack when I made another move.

“Please, don’t do this. I don’t want to hurt any of you,” I warned. “But I will leave this place whether you like it or not.”

“Kill her.” Marion’s powerful command cut through the air like a blade.

My breath hitched as I turned to look at him, my heart pounding. “Are you willing to kill me for her—”

“It is your punishment,” he interrupted coldly before returning to the warriors. “Kill her. Do not let her escape. If she does, every single one of you will be branded as traitors to this pack.”

A collective gasp filled the air. Even the warriors, who had been prepared to strike me down, hesitated. I could see the uncertainty flicker in their eyes, but their loyalty to the pack overpowered any doubt. And they are bound to Marion’s ability, so they can’t do anything but obey him. They started closing in on me, claws glinting under the moonlight, ready to strike.

But could they truly defeat me?

Three wolves lunged toward me, their sharp claws aiming straight for my throat. But before they could even get close, I had already moved—effortlessly dodging their attack, standing a full meter away before they could even react.

“Lyra!” Marion roared. “Don’t even think about escaping! One more move, and I swear I will kill your parents!”

My blood ran cold.

In an instant, his hand was wrapped around my parents’ throats, their faces filled with fear.

“You bastard, Marion!” I snarled, my rage igniting like an uncontrollable wildfire. “Haven’t you done enough?! Now you’re dragging my parents into this?!”

“I’m only doing my duty as the leader of this pack,” he said, his voice eerily calm. “What will they think of me if I let you escape?”

“Fine!” I spat. “Just let my parents go—ugh!”

A sharp pain shot through my body, and I gasped, my vision blurring. My breath hitched as I looked down to see razor-sharp claws buried deep into my side.

A cruel, satisfied laugh rang in my ears.

“Stop resisting, Lyra.” Therese’s voice slithered into my mind as I turned to face her smirking face. “Just accept your death—it will be your final gift to me and Marion before our wedding.”

Fury erupted inside me like a raging storm.

With all my strength, I shoved her away with such force that she was sent flying across the clearing. She crashed into a massive tree in the distance, the impact so strong that the trunk snapped in half, splintering into pieces as she was buried in the debris.

A bloodcurdling scream tore through the air—Marion’s voice, raw with anguish.

And for the first time that night, I smiled.

I coughed up blood, and along with it, a surge of crimson blood gushed from my chest where Therese’s sharp claws had pierced through. She had struck my heart, causing immediate weakness to spread through my body. Still, I forced myself to flee from that place.

However, I hadn’t gone far before being surrounded by warrior wolves, attacking simultaneously. My wounds and my weakening body left me with no strength to fight back.

I collapsed onto the ground, bloodied and broken, my entire body torn apart by the claws and bites of the very warriors I had trained myself.

I coughed up blood again and looked at them. I could see the sadness in their eyes, but I knew there was nothing they could do—Marion had ordered them.

“Lyra, if only you hadn’t resisted and just accepted Marion’s punishment, we wouldn’t have ended up like this,” Dracob said with sorrow.

I gave him a bitter smile, and with my fading vision, I saw silent tears escaping his eyes. I shook my head weakly and gazed up at the sky.

“Can you at least let me take my last breath here?” I weakly pleaded with Dracob.

There was no response, only the sound of their footsteps moving away.

Why did this happen to me? I don’t want to die like this! Those wretched traitors must pay for what they did to me!

My tears mixed with the blood that covered my face. My body had already gone numb from the pain of my wounds, yet my heart still ached. Why does it still hurt? Why can I still feel the agony of his betrayal?

No! I refuse to accept this! I will have my revenge!

With bloodshot eyes, I lifted my gaze to the darkened sky. Even if I die today, I will return and have my vengeance. You all better be ready for my comeback! I’ll make you pay a hundredfold!