Chapter 4
Nyssa’s pov
“Wake up, child.”
My eyes slowly fluttered open, and I groaned, shutting them again at the piercing brightness that greeted me.
“Finally, you’re awake.”
I grudgingly sat up and searched for the owner of the voice. My eyes met a pair of pure white eyes, and I gasped, instantly recognizing the otherworldly woman smiling at me.
“Moon Goddess.”
I bowed, my body trembling as disorientation settled over me. She was the Moon Goddess depicted in ancient scrolls-the mother of all werewolves.
Where was I? Why was I in the presence of the Moon Goddess?
I asked myself in confusion but groaned when a splitting headache struck. Different scenes and memories flashed through my mind, overwhelming me. I clutched my head, trying to comprehend them, but it felt as if my skull was about to explode.
Oh, I had died.
Tears clouded my vision as I looked down.
“Oh, child, don’t cry. It’s going to be fine now,” she said, her voice soothing and gentle as she patted my hair. “I will be giving you a second chance.”
“Second chance?” I asked, confused, and she nodded.
“I will send you back in time to correct your mistakes and right your wrongs.”
A second chance? But…
“But why?”
She smiled before stretching out her palm, and a dagger appeared in her hand. My eyes widened as I recognized the moon dagger given to me by my father.
“Because of this. This dagger saved you. The owner of this dagger is very special to me, and he made me grant your wish.”
I cocked my head in confusion.
“Father?”
She shook her head.
“You will meet him in this lifetime. Don’t worry.”
Meet who? I was about to ask, but the Moon Goddess reached out and touched my forehead. A wave of dizziness crashed over me, and my eyelids grew heavy as I felt myself drifting away.
“In this lifetime, I hope you break the curse,” the Moon Goddess whispered, her voice growing distant.
1/4
“Nyssa?”
I heard a voice call out to me, and when I opened my eyes, Kieran was in front of me, a worried expression etched onto his face. His hands were on mine, stroking them gently.
I swatted his hands away in disgust and moved back, igniting startled gasps around me. I stared at his shocked expression and clenched my fists in hatred.
“Don’t you dare touch me,” I hissed. This man was the cause of my misery.
He stepped closer, and that was when I noticed he was dressed in a tailored black suit that seemed all too familiar.
“Nyssa-”
“Princess, what’s wrong?”
I froze and turned toward the man seated in the chair. By his side were his beta and gamma- the same ones who had died with him during the rogue attack a year ago. I could feel tears threatening to spill. The man I never thought I would see again was sitting before me.
“Miss, are you unwell?”
I stiffened and turned toward the girl clad in a blue dress that matched her eyes. I still vividly remembered how her neck had been broken because of me.
Father. Selene.
That was when I looked around. Guests were seated before me, watching in shock. It almost seemed like… a wedding.
I glanced down at my dress. I was wearing a white gown.
And that was when it finally dawned on me.
The meeting with the Moon Goddess wasn’t a dream!
I whimpered, feeling a sharp pain in my left hand as if something was being carved into my skin. Quickly pulling up my sleeve, I stared at the tattoo of a dagger that had suddenly appeared on my wrist. A feeling of warmth coursed through my body, and I could hear the sounds of chains slowly breaking apart within me.
I had really been sent back in time, and this was the day I had made the worst decision of my life.
I had married Kieran.
I would not repeat that mistake again. Not in this lifetime.
“It must be because Nyssa is shy.”
I glanced up as Aria joked to lighten the mood, making everyone laugh along with her, but a flicker of disdain flashed in her eyes as she turned to me.
My nails dug into my skin as rage surged within me. This was my best friend, the person I had trusted and loved like a sister- the person who had betrayed me.
“Nyssa, you need to say your vows,” she urged.
Vows? You must be kidding me.
2/4
1 looked at Kieran, who forced a smile, then turned to the priest.
“Priest, go on.”
I wouldn’t be marrying this bastard in this lifetime.
The priest frantically nodded, snapping out of his trance before bringing out a book. He placed his hand on it, his deep voice resounding through the hall.
“By the power bestowed upon me by the Moon Goddess, Miss Nyssa, do you take—”
“No way!”
The priest froze mid-sentence as I glared at him.
“You keep quiet,” I ordered, and he nodded obediently.
“And you-” I pointed at Kieran, who watched me in shock. “No way in hell am I marrying you.”
“Father.”
I turned to the guests and looked at my father, who covered his mouth, his eyes wide as he watched the drama unfold.
“Ah- yes, Princess?”
“I don’t want to marry someone below my status. I am still your daughter, and I have come to my senses, so this wedding is now canceled.”
As soon as I said those words, Kieran grabbed my hand and growled, his eyes blazing with fury.
“How dare you speak-”
Clang!
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