Ch. The Rejected Luna’s Secret 132 The Rejected Luna’s Secret 132

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“Everything you have belongs to me! Why are you still alive? Why haven’t you died yet?!” 

At last, I saw Isabelle’s true, vicious nature. 

I had left the pack not just because of my parents’ favoritism, but also because I didn’t want to fight Isabelle for status anymore. 

If she could steal even the love of my biological parents, what couldn’t she take from me? Power, dignity-my very life. 

I had come to terms with my lineage and my place in this world. I no longer wanted to struggle in the muck of lies and power plays. 

But even though I tried to avoid Isabelle, she came looking for me. 

She sneered as she told me that after the first failed attempt to “offer” me to an Alpha, our father 

hadn’t given up. 

They had planned a second “transaction.” 

“This time, it’s a rogue. He’s old, ugly, addicted to gambling, and a pervert. He offered three 

hundred thousand dollars. If you give him a son, he’ll add another hundred thousand.” 

I couldn’t understand why Isabelle hated me so much-hated me like a rabid wolf hell-bent on 

tearing me apart. 

We argued, and our wolf instincts surged uncontrollably. 

I shouted at her in rage, “Isabelle, are you out of your mind? You keep obsessing over me–are you trying to get revenge? You know better than anyone how Mom and Dad really died!” 

“You’re the one who killed them!” Isabelle roared like a deranged she-wolf. “You deserve to die! Why won’t you just die?!” 

She lunged at me, wild and fast like an unhinged beast. 

I dodged her swiftly and caught sight of a broken compass clutched in her hand. The sharp tip 

gleamed coldly, pointed directly at my eye. 

She had lost her mind. She wasn’t trying to scare me. She truly meant to kill me. 

I didn’t want to fight her, but she refused to back down. 

Maybe even the Moon Goddess couldn’t stand it anymore. As she swung the compass, aiming for 

my eye, her foot suddenly twisted. She lost her balance and crashed to the ground. 

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Her face struck the sharp edge of the curb. 

Blood streamed down her face-her eye was injured. Without a corneal transplant, she would eventually go blind. 

Just as I feared, once word reached our parents, they twisted the story into me deliberately hurting Isabelle. 

I was too tired to explain and simply said, “Believe whatever you want.” 

“You ungrateful wretch!” 

My father flew into a rage and kicked me. He had long grown used to hitting me, which were already something completely natural to him. 

“Isabelle can’t see now, and it’s all your fault! You should gouge out your own eye and give it to 

her!” 

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. 

“If I give her my eye, what happens to me?!” 

“You don’t need it for anything! Isabelle is a college student. She’s the future of our pack! She could 

be marked by a powerful Alpha and become a noble Luna. How can she not have her eyes?!” 

My mother sobbed as she clung to my clothes, tears streaming down her face. 

Every word from her pierced my chest like silver claws. 

“What kind of parents say such things?” 

“If they care so much, why don’t they donate their own corneas?!” 

“The real monster here is Isabelle! She’s the one who should be judged!” 

The crowd began to murmur, their anger quickly shifting toward Isabelle. 

My mother cried harder, and even my father lowered his head, at a loss for words. 

Just then, Isabelle was brought back in, flanked by two warriors who forced her into a seat. 

“Your honor, the plaintiff attempted to flee through the emergency exit,” one of the warriors said grimly. 

Isabelle kept her head down. Without her sunglasses, her face was fully exposed under the light, panic clear in her eyes. 

“You killed our daughter!” my mother suddenly screamed, lunging forward to strike her. 

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isabelle dodged, then viciously grabbed my mother’s hair and yanked it hard. 

Her eyes burned with venom as she shrieked like a wild wolf. “Stop pretending to be some saint! What I said and did were never my own decision!” 

My father stood up, pointing at her with a look of fury and heartbreak. “We treated you like our own daughter. And this is how you repay us? Hurting our real child behind our backs?” 

Isabelle laughed coldly. “And you think you’re innocent? Don’t forget, you took every penny of my biological parents’ insurance money, didn’t you?” 

The moment she said “insurance money,” my parents’ expressions changed drastically. 

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