The Vengeful Return Of His Unwanted Luna

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I was bringing a cup of chamomile tea to my fated mate, Cameron, hoping to ease the growing distance between us. Instead, through the crack of his study door, I caught him tangling with my half-sister, Ana, on his desk. When I tried to flee the manor, I found the exits barricaded by his personal guards. It wasn't just an affair; it was a calculated coup. They hunted me down in the greenhouse. Ana crushed my hand with her stiletto, then threw herself into Cameron's arms the second he arrived, sobbing that I had tried to kill her. Without a shred of hesitation, my mate looked at me with pure disgust. "You have committed the highest treason. I strip you of your name and your standing." He brought a silver executioner's blade down on my shoulder, leaving me to bleed out in the dirt. As my life drained away, the bitterest regret tore at my soul. Five years ago in a deadly blizzard, I was the one who dragged his half-dead body to safety while wearing a bronze tusk mask. Ana had stolen my mask, my credit, and my mate. He had just brutally murdered his true savior for a lying Omega. Until I died, I couldn't accept that I had saved the man who would one day murder me. But the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance. Opening my eyes, I was back in my bed, exactly one month before the night I died. This time, the weak, heartbroken girl is dead, and the huntress is awake.