Lahat ng Kabanata ng Compensated By The Moon Goddess: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I stormed out of the hospital, my heart shredding into a million pieces. Passersby glanced at me, their eyes filled with confusion and fear. They had never seen their Luna so unhinged.Kira snarled within me, her anger fueling my every step. Becca had taken everything away from me, and now she would pay. My claws extended, scrapping against my palm as I clenched my fist. I had to put an end to this once and for all.I navigated the forest paths with ease, my senses heightened by fury. The trees blurred into a green haze as I sprinted towards the pack house. The scent of pine and earth mixed with the metallic tang of my own blood as my wounds reopened but I ignored the pain, it didn't hurt as much as my heart does.When I reached the clearing, I saw the Crepe Myrtle tree blooming in the middle of the pack house. It was a symbol of our strength and unity, now a cruel reminder of my betrayal. I hesitated for a moment, memories of the promise I and Brian had made while planting the tree f

LUNAI sat on the edge of the bed tending to my injuries when suddenly, a sharp pain stuck my belly. Gripping my stomach, I collapsed to the ground wondering if it was the aftermath of my miscarriage. I suddenly felt nauseous and ran to the bathroom to empty all what I've eaten. I felt weak, as I collapsed to the floor. I only managed to get water to wash my mouth and face. The pain subsided for a while, and I sluggishly walked back to the bed. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a quick flash of light around the mate mark on my neck.My tummy didn't hurt because of the miscarriage. Brian had marked Becca and has claimed her as his after all the promises he made to me. After swearing by the moon and earth that it would be just us, yet, he had fucked Becca.Brian and I had met under the most unusual circumstances. It was a stormy night, the wind howling through the trees as if echoing the cries of lost souls. I was practicing my hunting skills in the woods, honing my instincts and refle

Becca I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my hair with a smirk. Finally Brian had marked me, claiming me as his. Now, Luna was nothing more than a faded memory, hidden away in the old historian's quarters. I ran my fingers over the fresh mark on my neck with satisfaction. It hadn't been easy, but I had managed to turn Brian against Luna, using his desire for an heir and his frustrations over their failed attempts. “Brian is mine,” I whispered to my reflection in the mirror, my eyes beaming with triumph. It doesn't matter that Luna had once being his mate, what mattered now is that he has eyes for me and me alone. The past few days has been a whirlwind of manipulation and subtle moves, ensuring that Luna was isolated and weakened. I had taken every opportunity to spread rumors about her in the pack. I knew how to play my cards right, presenting myself as the perfect Luna to be and portraying Luna as a pitiful figure. But I knew I had to stay vigilant. Luna’s presence in

LUNA The morning of the Alpha Summit dawned under a heavy silence that pressed against my ribs like a warning. Brian had said nothing to me. Not one word about the event, not even a curt dismissal. That silence told me everything I needed to know—he didn’t want me there. Still, I refused to cower in my chambers while another piece of my life was quietly taken from me. “Lisa,” I called softly, my voice weaker than I would have liked. “Go to the garment department and collect the dress I asked them to prepare for the summit. Tell them it’s urgent.” Lisa bowed slightly, her expression carefully neutral. “Yes, Luna.” She left, and I waited, pacing slowly despite the sharp ache still blooming in my lower belly. The faded mate mark on my neck itched beneath the high collar of my robe, a constant reminder of everything I had lost. Nearly thirty minutes passed before Lisa returned, empty-handed. I frowned. “Where’s the dress?” She shifted on her feet, avoiding my eyes. “They

LUNAThe door swung wider, and Brian stepped into the room. I looked at him, desperately searching the face of my mate for even a shred of the man I used to know. But there was nothing left. His eyes were cold, dead, and entirely detached.“Luna..” Becca sobbed, pointing a trembling finger at me from the floor. “She attacked me.”“Is this true?” he asked, his voice clipping the air like winter frost.A heavy, suffocating weight pressed down on my chest, but I refused to let it bow my spine. I lifted my chin, staring right back at him, my own eyes hardening to ice. “She provoked me, Brian. How could she—”“I don't care what she did,” he roared.The sound ripped from his chest with enough force to vibrate the very walls of the room. The sheer, blinding fury radiating from him overrode every ounce of restraint he possessed.He stepped directly into my space, letting his suffocating Alpha aura flare until the air grew so heavy it felt like breathing glass. He looked down at me, his