Abandoned Luna’s Revenge Chapter 67
Sylvia’s POV
I had been waiting for days and Justin still would not make a move to put his seed in me. Even though I kept texting him as “Selene,” telling him how much I missed him, how I did not feel safe around Logan, how I longed for him, he believed every word. I made sure to slip in hints that we would see each other soon, as if Selene herself was restless and desperate for him. He swallowed it all, as if Selene hadn’t rejected him in the past. His willingness to fall for the wench who dumped him all over again made me both angry and confused.
I was his mate. His mark was carved into my skin, glowing proof of our bond. It did not matter how it got there or what loophole I used to whisk him from the Moon Goddess’ plans, he belonged to me, not her. And yet, his heart still bent toward Selene. That was unbearable. So I decided if he could not give me the affection I deserved, I would return the favor by inflicting the same pain. I only had to wait patiently for the perfect chance to strike.
To make my deception flawless, I had gone to extreme lengths. I hired a voice coach, paying him in cash to teach me how to copy Selene’s tone. I practiced late at night until my throat hurt, whispering into my phone recorder, deleting, trying again. The plan was elaborate, but I kept telling myself that in the end the only ones who would really bleed from this were Justin and Selene.
I remembered a point in the past where Logan was hurt in a scandal. I was just a girl then, eleven or twelve, I used to have a crush on him then. But he felt so out of reach then, and yet somehow Selene had stepped into his life as if cho- sen by the Goddess herself. She had not worked for it, had not struggled like me, yet she effortlessly took what I had longed for.
My father praised my plan. He said he was proud of me, even helped me fine tune the plan so it wouldn’t fail. He was the one who recommended the voice coach, he gathered recordings of Selene’s voice from secretly recorded videos so that every detail could be perfected. He was proud that I was clever enough to use her own softness against her.
The coach, of course, thought it was a harmless prank. He laughed when I told him I wanted to scare my twin sister by mimicking her voice. If only he knew the truth.
After days of waiting for the perfect moment, the opportunity arrived last night. Clarisse received a call from one of Iron Viper’s friends, who said he overheard Selene and Lyra at a restaurant. They had been talking about going to the spa today. He managed to eavesdrop and find out the exact SPA, their appointment time, everything.
I booked a hotel immediately, a place not from the SPA. I invented an excuse to Justin that I needed to leave Frost fang early in the morning for a hair appointment at ten and lunch with friends afterward. That would cover my ab- sence. I promised him I would be home before dinner, keeping my tone casual, almost dismissive. He did not ques- tion it or even seem bothered I would be out. It was the perfect opportunity to sneak off somewhere and I counted on
I had packed my bag the night before. All that remained was the final step, transforming myself into her. I visited the salon and requested a semi-permanent dye job that mimicked Selene’s exact shade. The stylist added extensions be- cause her hair was longer than mine, and I slipped in the green contacts that mirrored her eyes. The stylist didn’t ask
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any questions as long as I paid her.
When I looked into the mirror afterward, I was even stunned. I almost gasped. I was Selene. The resemblance chilled
Mistakes were not an option. If anyone discovered the truth, this was a capital offense. But the risk was worth it. All I had to do now was link up with Justin disguised as Selene, I’d lure him into having sex with me and capture the entire thing on video.
Then I’d leak the video from an anonymous source and watch the chaos ensue. Logan would enter a fit of rage so se- vere he’d lash out violently against Selene, which would prompt her family to want to protect her, leading to all out war between the two giants.
My only worry was that Justin might recognize me, but I’m hoping he’ll be too horny to be able to think straight. As long as he believes it’s Slene he’s about to sleep with then I should be good.
At nine forty-five, I sat in the salon chair and sent Justin my first message as Selene: Logan and I fought again, he raised his hand to hit me, thankfully someone walked in just in ime, but I don’t feel safe with him anymore, I need you Justin, I really do.
His reply came instantly, comforting me, begging me not to cry. My lips curled into a smile. He was already hooked. At eleven, while purchasing a box of condoms, I sent another message, claiming the fight had been about him.
His reaction nearly broke me. He asked if I still had feelings for him. His eagerness, his tenderness for Selene hurt. He had never spoken to me that way, never shown such concern. With me, he was cold and distant. But with her? Even when he thought she was angry at him, he was desperate to win her back.
I hated her. I hated Selene for stealing the love that should have been mine. This time, I would ruin her. I would make her look like an unfaithful mate in Logan’s eyes, taint her image, stain her bond. Once the video was out, Logan’s fury would do the rest. And in the ashes of their downfall, I would finally get what I wanted.
