The Luna Queen's Rebirth (Ellie and Dominic) novel Chapter 1

Ellie's POV

I knew I was dying, and all I wanted was to see my mate Dominic one last time, but…

“Luna, Alpha…is very busy,” said my handmaiden Abigail.

"Please." My voice cracked. "Just go tell him his mate is dying."

Abigail looked hesitant to leave me by myself, but after I urged her again, she nodded and left the room with tears.

Then I heard someone open the door to my room, and my heart leapt. It had to be Abigail returning with Dominic!

However, I saw my stepsister Vivian walking in. She wore an elegant white dress and held my golden tiara in her hand, a small smirk on her face.

I stared at her in utter shock and confusion.

“How are you feeling, sister?” she asked, her voice full of mockery. “It’s a shame you missed my coronation as Luna. I know Dominic would have loved for you to be there.” She placed the crown delicately atop her own head, dragging a finger on it with greed.

I grunted in pain, the poison spidering up my side where I’d been stabbed. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” she hissed like a snake, “that Dominic just couldn’t wait for you to die before putting me in your place."

My head began to pound, and probably for ten seconds, I couldn’t hear anything.

Deep down, I knew I’ve always been the one chasing after Dominic, while he treated me with a cold kind of indifference.

Even after we found out we were fated mates at the mating ball when we turned eighteen, his reaction had been disappointment. I remembered the way his jaw tightened when he realized the Moon Goddess had chosen me for him.

"I suppose we have no choice," he said afterward. Those words had cut deeper than any blade.

I told myself it would get better once we are mated.

But now I was left longing for his presence when I was dying, while he crowned my stepsister Vivian?

Even when I was dying because of him?

How could Dominic be so cruel?

I still remember a week ago, an assassin attacked us at home, appearing out of the dark with a knife.

The assassin was after Dominic.

Dominic was about to be crowned the Alpha King, but he had made more than a few enemies over the last few years.

We absorbed the weaker packs around ours until we were the fastest-growing, strongest and most successful pack in the realm.

When I saw the assassin, my every instinct screamed to protect my mate. I pushed Dominic out of the way, and took the brunt of the attack that was meant for him.

I was able to dodge a fatal blow, and the enforcers guarding the house quickly rushed in and subdued the attacker. However, when Dominic’s personal doctor checked the wound, the telltale swelling and red streaks running up my neck and down my arm revealed the truth: the assassin’s blade had been tipped with the deadly wolfsbane toxin.

Despite the devoted efforts of our best pack doctors, my health quickly deteriorated. In a matter of days I went from healthy and in my prime to wasting away in my sickbed, barely able to move.

For a couple of days after that, Dominic did come to stay with me regularly. And I got some caring touches and gazes from him that I never had.

But then Dominic ended his visits abruptly.

The more I thought, the more restless I became.

“I’m going to see him.” I struggled to sit up by myself and swung my legs over the side of the bed.

I was dying, but I’d be damned if I didn’t get to see Dominic one last time—and get the answers I deserved.

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