The Banished Luna Novel – Reborn Old Alpha Darius Campbell slapped his daughter Dalila Campbell hard across the face, snapping, “Today is your succession ceremony as Luna of the Red Diamond Pack. Why did you refuse to attend?” The force of his blow sent Dalila crashing to the ground. Her head slammed against the corner of the table, and she blacked out from the intense pain. Assuming she was faking it, Darius kicked her hard, cursing, “Stop pretending! It won’t change anything. This is the family’s decision.
Alona is getting engaged to a member of the Lycan royalty, and you must marry the Alpha of the Red Diamond Pack.” Pain throbbed through Dalila’s skull. It finally dawned on her that she had been reborn. In her past life, she’d been the only girl in the pack who failed to awaken her wolf at eighteen. So she had no choice but to marry the dying Alpha of the Red Diamond Pack, Royston Bishop. The next day, she was told that Royston had rebelled against the Lycan royalty. As Royston’s mate, she was exiled to the north together with the Bishops.
The Campbells, on the other hand, cut all ties with her, fearing that she might implicate them. Life was tough during exile, but the Bishops were so nice to her. But instead of appreciating it, she treated them horribly. When the Campbell family finally took her back, she thought everything was getting better. Yet her stepsister, Alona Campbell, killed her with a glass of wolfsbane-laced wine. The Moon Goddess took Dalila’s soul in, and she wandered in the world for ten years. She witnessed Elijah Bishop, Royston’s younger brother, usurp the throne and become the Lycan King.
Oddly, this sworn enemy of hers built her a tomb after the war. *** A splash of cold water jolted Dalila awake. She slowly stood up, wrapping her arms across her frail body. “I can marry Alpha Royston. But I want the amber Grandma left me back.” She remembered what Alona had said before she poisoned her—the amber held a drop of blood from the Moon Goddess’s wolf. It possessed special power, and one single drop of blood could awaken it. Alona stroked the amber necklace around her neck, smirking. “Dad gave this to me as my birthday gift.
Why would I let you have it?” Darius snorted, “Seriously? You wanna snatch your sister’s stuff? What a disgrace!” Then he stormed off. On the couch, Evelyn Quinn, Dalila’s stepmother, said with eyes full of contempt, “Forget about the amber. I got you a gift for you and Alpha Royston’s wedding.” Alona echoed with a smile, “What a pity—your groom is dying. Dalila, you better cherish the days with him, as you’ll be a widow soon enough.” Dalila remained silent, just coldly staring at Evelyn.
Evelyn used to be her mother’s maid, but then she stole her husband. Dalila’s mother had been the daughter of the former Lycan King. Threatened by her existence, the current Lycan King, only a distant relative of the late king, hinted to Darius several times to confine her to the pack, stopping her from leaving. Then her ruthless father colluded with Evelyn and poisoned her mother to death. By the time Dalila learned the truth, it was already too late for revenge. Now that she had been reborn, she felt it necessary to teach Alona and Evelyn a lesson today.
With that thought, she grabbed the amber necklace around Alona’s neck and yanked it off with her left hand, her right hand smacking Alona across the face. Alona collapsed, smacking into a stool and knocking out two front teeth. Blood pooled on the floor. “My teeth! My teeth!” Alona wailed. Seeing her baby girl hurt, Evelyn lunged at Dalila, her face twisted in fury. “You bitch! I’m gonna make you pay!” Dalila swiftly dodged away from Evelyn’s hands and kicked her in the stomach.
Evelyn grimaced and clutched her abdomen, too painful to make a sound.
Then Dalila stepped forward, grabbed Evelyn’s hair, and gave her a slap, too. “Don’t mess with me. If I die, Alona will have to marry Alpha Royston instead.” Evelyn froze, her eyes filled with terror. Dalila had always been meek—this cold, fierce woman before her felt like a stranger. “You can’t kill me,” Evelyn stammered. “I’m your stepmother.” Dalila’s lips curved into a cruel, cold smile. “You’re set on ruining my life. Why shouldn’t I drag you down with me?” Alona pushed Dalila aside, helped Evelyn up, and ran out with her in a panic.
Dalila steadied herself against the table and put the amber necklace around her neck. In this life, she was willing to marry into the Red Diamond Pack. In her previous life, she had been exiled with the Bishop family, who had been nice to her out of guilt, taking care of her to the utmost, but she