Anastasia aka Clara's pov
"I, alpha Dylan, reject you, Anastasia, as my mate".
"An- and, I, Anastasia, accept your rejection, alpha Dylan". I forced myself to say, before I ran away in tears.
As soon as I arrived in my room and shut the door, I burst out laughing to my heart's content.
"I can't believe this. Finally, Alpha Dylan is off my back!".
You may all be wondering why I am happy to be rejected by my mate, right?
That's because I am not the real Anastasia.
My real name is Clara Hensley. I'm the only child of my wonderful parents. Though my parents are not rich, I love them perfectly.
And the most shocking part is that I am a human. Oh, my mistake. I was a human.
I got involved in a fatal car accident.
My real body died, and somehow, I woke up as Anastasia Cadieux.
Anastasia Cadieux is the Luna of the Shadows' pack. And, her fated mate is the Alpha of the Golden warrior's pack.
The moment I possessed Luna Anastasia's body, I saw the news about my own body online.
My own body had died. But I don't understand anything. Why am I now in Luna Anastasia's body?
What has happened to her? I'm confused.
But, I'm even more confused as to why Luna Anastasia was obsessed with Alpha Dylan.
I mean, isn't she a rich Luna? Doesn't she have the ability to get whatever she wants? Then, why did she stoop so low because of a man who didn't love her at all?
Of course, I know everything about Luna Anastasia, because after I had possessed her body, her memories naturally became mine.
Not only that, I have seen countless news stories about her. About how she was shamelessly chasing after her fated mate who loved another lady.
Yes, Alpha Dylan has a lover, before the universe played a trick on him. It turns out that his lover wasn't his fated mate. Rather, his fated mate was the brainless Luna of the Shadows' pack, whom most people despised.
I admit, I was not a werewolf at first, so I do not understand the mate bond at all. Even when I accepted Alpha Dylan's rejection, I felt nothing at all. I only pretended to be sad so that people would not figure out that I was not Luna Anastasia.
I miss my parents so much!
They are probably crying because they think I'm dead. Mom, Dad, I'm not dead. I am a hundred percent alive.
I want to return home, but it is frustrating to know that I can't do that! People will definitely suspect something is wrong. Even my parents would be shocked to see me. Correction… My parents would be so shocked if Luna Anastasia suddenly showed up in their little home.
I can manage my new life as Luna Anastasia, but then again, she was a good-for-nothing Luna.
Luna Anastasia is the only child of her parents, just like me. Her parents were murdered by some group of rogue werewolves not that long ago. Instead of crying for her parents like a filial child and avenging their death, she became Luna and was busy chasing after a man.
She truly was a good-for-nothing Luna!
Because of Luna Anastasia's reckless lifestyle, people now see me as a joke. I used to be Clara Hensley, the twenty-seven-year-old single lady whom everyone loves. But now, I've turned into Anastasia Cadieux, the twenty-four-year-old lady whom everyone hated.
Life is not fair! But I'm glad that Alpha Dylan has rejected me.
If it were the real Anastasia that Alpha Dylan had rejected, she wouldn't have accepted his rejection. Luckily, I am in her body, but I'm not her, and never will I be her.
It is the beginning of the new year, and according to the rules of the Shadows' pack, the Alpha must organise a social event every fifth of the first month.
Today is the first of the first month, meaning that I have only four days left before the social event.
There is a problem here. I am Luna, not an Alpha. If I was not with my Alpha on that day, it would be a disgrace for me.
What a headache. I'm not interested in getting married, neither am I interested in getting myself another Alpha.
Since an Alpha is needed to organise all social events, I'll simply become the Alpha before that day arrives.
I was about to lie down on my majestic-designed red bed when I heard a knock on the door. I frowned because I disliked being disturbed. I still wanted to figure out why this unfortunate thing had happened to me. Because, as far as I can tell, the real Anastasia did not die. I was the one who died.
I slapped my forehead in disappointment, before I asked, "Who is it?"
"Anastasia, it is me, Eleanor." She replied to me.
I froze for a second. I knew who she was. She is my nanny. Not again. Why am I always forgetting this? She is not exactly my nanny. She is Anastasia's nanny. The real Anastasia.
I composed myself and kept a poker face, so that Eleanor would not be able to read my face and then know what was on my mind. I commanded her, saying, "Come in, Eleanor."
As expected, Eleanor entered my bedroom right away after hearing my voice. There was a bright smile on her face when I saw her.
If I hadn't known better, I would have fallen for Eleanor's harmless smile. Eleanor may look like an ordinary nanny, but to me, she is clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Luckily, I knew better. I have been someone who could read people's minds ever since I was a little child.
You guys are surprised again, am I right? So am I. I am also surprised. I was born a human, not a werewolf, and up to this moment, I can never tell the reason why I was able to read other people's minds. Is the universe having fun joking with me? Because sometimes, I wonder how much the universe hates me.