The Last Blood Moon

No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

Xiao Xiaosu

I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

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Luna Reyes sprinted through the dense forest, her heart pounding in her chest. The moon cast eerie shadows on the trees, making her feel like she was being watched. She had always loved the night, but tonight it felt oppressive.

The rustling of leaves behind her signaled the hunters' proximity. Luna's senses heightened, her hearing acute. She could distinguish each footstep, each labored breath.

Her legs ached, but she pushed on, fueled by adrenaline. The memory of her parents' deaths drove her forward. She wouldn't become another victim.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness. Kael, a stranger with piercing eyes, grabbed Luna's arm and yanked her into a nearby thicket.

"Quiet," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear.

Luna's instincts screamed warning, but Kael's grip was like a vice. She struggled, but he held firm.

The hunters stormed past, their flashlights casting fleeting glances over the thicket. Luna's heart skipped a beat.

Kael released her, his eyes never leaving hers. "You're coming with me," he said.

Luna hesitated, unsure if she should trust this stranger. But something in his eyes stayed her doubts.

"Who are you?" Luna asked.

Kael's expression turned guarded. "Someone who can keep you alive," he said.

Luna's skepticism lingered, but she followed Kael through the forest. The silence between them was tense.

"What do you want from me?" Luna asked.

Kael's pace quickened. "You're in danger," he said. "The hunters won't stop until they find you."

Luna's thoughts reeled. Why was she being hunted?

The trees thinned, revealing a dilapidated cabin. Kael pushed open the creaky door.

"Inside," he said.

Luna hesitated, but Kael's urgency convinced her.

The cabin's interior was sparse, lit by a single lantern. Luna's eyes adjusted slowly.

"Who are these people?" Luna asked.

Kael's expression turned grim. "The Order of the Red Hand," he said. "They've been hunting werewolves for centuries."

Luna's mind reeled. Werewolves?

"You're one of them, aren't you?" Luna accused.

Kael's eyes locked onto hers. "Yes," he said.

Luna's heart pounded. She had always suspected she was different.

"What am I?" Luna asked.

Kael's expression softened. "You're the last living heir of the Lunar bloodline," he said.

Luna's world tilted. She was a werewolf?

The cabin's door creaked, a warning. Kael's head snapped toward the sound.

"We have company," he said.

Luna's heart sank. The hunters had found her.

The rustling of leaves behind her made Luna's senses go on high alert. She quickened her pace, her legs burning from the exertion. A branch snapped, and Luna's heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness. Luna's instincts kicked in, and she dodged to the side, avoiding the outstretched arms. Her attacker recovered quickly, and Luna found herself face-to-face with a snarling, snapping werewolf hunter.

The hunter's eyes gleamed with a feral intensity, and Luna knew she was in grave danger. She had always known she was different, but she had never imagined her life would be at risk.

Luna's hands trembled as she fumbled for the pepper spray in her backpack. The hunter lunged, and Luna sprayed the pepper spray directly into their face.

The hunter recoiled, momentarily blinded. Luna seized the opportunity to flee.

She sprinted through the forest, her senses on high alert. The hunter's roar echoed through the trees, sending shivers down Luna's spine.

Luna burst through the underbrush and onto the deserted road. Her car, a beat-up old sedan, was parked nearby. She fumbled for the keys, her hands shaking.

The hunter emerged from the forest, their eyes fixed on Luna. She knew she had to get out of there – fast.

Luna started the engine and peeled out of the parking lot. The hunter gave chase, their truck screeching around the corners.

Luna's heart pounded in her chest. She had never been so scared in her life. Who were these people? Why were they hunting her?

The highway loomed ahead. Luna floored it, weaving through traffic. The hunter's truck kept pace, never faltering.

Luna's phone rang, shrill in the silence. She hesitated before answering.

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