Rogue Luna Claims Her Revenge

The heavy rain poured for days and nights.

When I woke from my dreams, the power within me surged back to life.

I stretched my limbs, finding that aside from my aching waist, all my old wounds had healed.

Rishi's aura had nurtured me, even restoring my sight.

I wanted to thank him in person and take him with me to escape.

But aside from the marks he left on me, there was no trace of his scent anywhere.

Rishi had vanished without a word.

After my body absorbed Rishi's aura, this prison could no longer hold me.

The others sensed the anomaly early and came with their claws bared, trying to suppress me once more.

But the old Alphas who once stood against me were now few and far between.

Many new faces had appeared in their ranks.

What Rishi had said earlier was likely true—the Lycan territories had been severely weakened.

I flexed my claws, ready to settle old and new scores alike.

Without the powerful old Alphas to reinforce Alexis's defenses, the barriers around him quickly began to crack.

With one strike, my power shattered his protection into pieces.

He staggered back, blood spilling from his lips.

Alexis looked pale, his once imposing figure now thinner, frailer.

"A century has passed, and you remain as fierce as ever. Truly breathtaking, enough to haunt one's dreams," Madelyn said, stepping forward despite Alexis's attempts to stop her.

As I raised my claws to strike, she suddenly gestured, clearing a path. "The Lycan King is here. Take him with you."

What?

Did I hear her correctly?

I almost laughed. Madelyn was willingly handing over Alexis to me?

Alexis didn’t understand either, grabbing her arm. "Madelyn, do you realize what you're saying?"

Madelyn shattered her silver necklace on the ground. "Alexis, can’t you admit it? Ever since your exile, your heart hasn’t been with me."

"..." Alexis slowly released her, his hand clenched at his side.

"You imprisoned Josephine but never killed her. After our mark ceremony, you never shared my bed. Isn’t it because you couldn’t let go of her?" Madelyn’s face showed no sorrow, only a cold detachment. It was clear her feelings for Alexis had faded.

She turned to me with a polite smile. "If I hadn’t arrived earlier, you and Alexis would have already held your ceremony in the mountains. Sister Josephine, take your mate with you. Please spare the younger wolves here."

I hadn’t expected Madelyn to be more composed than Alexis.

I couldn’t help but feel a flicker of respect for her.

However, there was one thing she said that didn’t sit right with me.

I retorted, "Spare me the nonsense. Alexis is your mate!"

I threw the silver necklace Alexis had once given me onto the ground.

The two necklaces shattered together.

Madelyn paused, then quickly said, "No, he’s yours."

"Yours!"

"Sister, he’s yours."

"Your mate!"

"..." Alexis stood to the side, watching as Madelyn and I tossed him back and forth, his expression utterly defeated.

After a few rounds, both Madelyn and I were exhausted, sitting down on chairs.

We sipped tea, waving at each other in resignation.

"Fine. I do have some questions for Alexis. I’ll take him back to the mountains for now."

Madelyn nodded immediately. "Very well. Safe travels, sister."

I bound Alexis tightly and took him back to the mountains.

He didn’t say a word the entire journey, only struggling slightly when I pushed him onto the bed. "Josephine, what are you doing?"

I tugged at the rope around his chest. "Just ordinary rope, Alexis. Stop pretending."

He turned his face away, stubbornly insisting, "I was injured by your power in the Lycan territories. I… I don’t have the strength to break free."

"Oh, then stay bound."

With that, I turned and walked out of the room.