The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 228

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Chapter 228

“Yes, sir. He’ll pay you handsomely if you-”

“Luna Ella was announced dead a week ago. Today’s the day of her funeral.”

I froze, unsure of what to say. Obviously I wasn’t dead; I was standing right here, naked and confused but very much alive. But the man’s face was solemn as he took off his hat and held it against his chest.

“Was a shame, I hear,” he said softly, shaking his head. “Died during childbirth.” He glanced up at me with one weathered old eye. “Although you do look a bit like her… But not quite. Eyes are different, and so is

the hair.”

“That’s impossible.” I stormed past the old man and walked over to the nearby window looking into the first floor of the house. “I am Luna Ella. You must have false information.”

But when I leaned forward and looked at my reflection, I froze.

at me…

on a different skin, or perhaps an off–brand costume of myself. My nose was the same, a gentle slope with a slightly upward tilt at the

was.

and eyes. My hair, once strawberry blonde, was now a deep almost burgundy color like the light

were now a cool silver.

expected my hand to

real. I

But… how?

make any sense. I was convinced that Sophia was behind this somehow, though; perhaps she’d dyed my hair and the drug she gave me somehow changed my eye color. But that didn’t explain the freckles, or the face shape, or the fact that I was just now realizing that I was probably two inches taller

wasn’t dead. Whoever had claimed I was dead

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me back to Ashclaw,” I repeated,

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pickup truck, scarfing down the remnants of a sandwich he’d prepared for me–I was shockingly hungry, likely another side effect of the drug–and dressed in a spare pair of his overalls and

Alpha manor. He stopped a little ways down the road and put