Zenanicher

They called me a curse.
A monster with a pretty face.

They whispered that I was dangerous. That I should’ve stayed dead. That wherever I went, death and misfortune followed like shadows.

I’ve been drowned, burned, and broken more times than I can remember. But no matter how often they tried to kill me, I survived.

For fifty long years, I’ve done nothing but try to exist, carrying wounds no one ever cared to see. 

So when they shoved me into a barrel and threw me into the ocean, I didn’t fight because I was too tired to survive.

All I wanted was for death to finally take me.

But just when I was ready to give up, the ocean delivered me to them, The Five Alphas.

A king with eyes of gold and a soul carved from cold stone.
A wild storm of an Alpha, all fury and love tangled into one.
A sorcerer whose voice feels like déjà vu.
A soldier of ice, who watches me like I’m someone he once lost.
And a rogue with a crooked smile who dares me to set the world on fire.

They say I belong to them.

They say I’m their mate.

I thought they would treat me like everyone else, like I was something dirty, something cursed.

But instead, they handed me crowns, armies, and entire kingdoms.

My name is Evelyn Seris, the last Luna no one was supposed to find.

If the world expects me to kneel before my Alphas, they’d better learn to kiss my feet first.

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Disclaimer: This is a reverse harem, which mean the FL doesn't need to choose her ML

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Marked by Five Alphas: The Immortal Luna

Back to my question, my wolf spoke gently, "It's been a long time since a Luna awakened, so it makes sense that people want you to do the full-moon ceremony."

She continued, "Not only to gain their trust but also to give them hope."

I shifted my weight onto one leg and repeated her word, "Hope?"

"Yes, hope," my wolf explained. "For years, we werewolves have lost so much since our Lunas were wiped out by humans. Because of that, our Alphas lost a big part of their power, and the new Alphas were unable to awaken their true power."

"That's why your presence, as the only Luna still alive, means something to them. It gives them hope, a reason to believe that werewolves can regain their former glory."

I stood in silence for a moment before muttering, "What a joke."

When I first found out that I was a Luna, all I thought was, 'Oh great, another problem on my plate!'

Evelyn: I'm No More Than A Tool