Swapped under full moon

JENNA

I stared into the mirror in front of me, staring at the young, proud girl staring back at me. I was about to be crowned as the Luna of the pack

I was indeed blessed by the moon goddess.

"That happy", the voice rang in my ears and I smiled so wide..

The first I've done in few years.

"Yes, Jen", I said so excitedly that it came out as a squeal.

"I'm excited that I can't wait for it, I'd finally be with Dave forever", she said

"And I get to live my life with Damon",I said

That was Jen, my wolf, the greatest gift I got when I was 18, and I'm Jenna, the mate to the Alpha's son, Damon, who was about to be crowned "Alpha of the Silverwhitmore pack"

The Coronation was tonight.

"Jenna", the deep voice came jolting me out of my thoughts

"Jenna, Are you home?", the voice called out again.

"Oh shit", I cussed, smiling as I recognized the voice.

I walked out of my room, running down the stairs and I jumped into his hands which he had already spread out for me.

I wrapped my legs round his waist and my hands round his neck while his hands rested on my back, pulling me closer like we hadn't seen in years.

"Did you have to be do loud, Damon, Grandmother might be asleep", I said into his ears

"Giving you the extra key was a mistake", I said jokingly.

"C'mon, you should know I wouldn't want to wake her up, she's not home, we met at the door", he whispered back into my ears, making me shiver.

"Huh..., She's not around?", I repeated.

Which was weird as she didn't mention she wasn't going to be home.

"So how's my cute Luna fairing", he asked, pulling back to stare into my eyes.

His dark brown eyes piercing through mine.

"The Luna requested to see me", I said

"My mother", Damon asked and I nodded.

"She mentioned we had a place to be and I also have to meet Mia by....", I said, stopping to look at the time.

"OMG, I'm running late", I said, releasing my legs around his waist, attempting to get down but he stopped me.

"I'm not included in any of your schedules for the day", he said, almost like he was whining.

"No, You're not, you probably have things to do", I replied him..

"But I always make time for you", he said and without hesitation, he slammed his lips against mine.

Jen squealed in my mind, jumping all over the place and he nibbled on my lower lip, biting it a little bit...not in a way that it hurts, more in a way that felt pleasing.

I gasped and he took that as a cue to deepen the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as we both fought for dominace as I kissed him back.

He walked closely to the sofa, which was a bit close to you and placed me down gently, not breaking the contact.

Not like I wanted him to anyways.

After few seconds, I felt his mouth on my neck and I whimpered both from the loss of contact and from the pleasure. He nibbled on my neck, placing soft kisses gently and slowly, while his hands found their way into the top I was wearing.

His hands found my boobs under the cloth, as they weren't packed up anyways and he growled, his big hands fondling them, flickering my nipples between his fingers, while I laid under him, a clear moaning mess.

"Damon...", I moaned and he raised his head to look at me.

I could see the dark brown eye filled with lust and need.

We both wanted it....but right here on my Grandmother's favourite couch.

Nahh...plus I was pretty sure I was keeping Mia waiting.

"I....", I started but didn't finish my words as I got interrupted by a knock, followed by the door opening.

"Oh shit", I cussed as I tried to get up from beneath him, but he stopped me, turning his head back to look at the door, while I wriggled to get up.

"What if....", I stared but didn't finish as I got interrupted by a loud voice

"Eww..get a room", the voice came and I breathed a sigh of relief. It was Mia.

"You should learn to trust me", he said, smiling as he stood up, giving me freedom to sit up..

"Says the person who forgot to lock the door", I replied back

"Ahem...", Mia coughed, making us realize she was still standing there.

"Someone kept me waiting at the bus stop for over an hour", she whined.

"I'm so sorry, Mia..I had to...", I started but for what felt like the 100th time today, I got interrupted

"Yes, you had the keep me waiting, to attend to your boyfriend", she said

"The Alpha by the way, get used to that", Damon said, teasing Mia and I hit his hands, glancing at him.

"Are you helping me out or not?"I asked between gritted teeths.

"Mia can't get mad at you, you'd always figure things out, that's what you both do", he said as he placed a kiss on my forehead and turned to leave.

"See you at night", he whispered and then turned to Mia.

"You two...have fun", he said as he left.

"Yes...the Coronation", I thought and I smiled.

Damon, Mia and I have always been the popular trio back then in school. Damon was just few years older than we were and we met few years after my parents died, protecting the pack.

They were pack hunters.

We met at the Cemetery when I went with my grandmother to visit my parents, when I was 16, which was about five years ago. We started dating few months later and when we both found out we were each other's mates. We couldn't be thankful enough.

It was like the moon goddess wanted us to be together.

"Jenna, go get ready, we're running out of time", Mia said and I jolted back to reality, running up the stairs to prepare.

I couldn't keep the Luna waiting.

*************************Later that day******************************

The moon hung heavy and full in the sky, I could hear voices, noises and excitement from where I was. The entire Silverwhitmore Pack was alive with anticipation, preparing to witness something sacred, the coronation of their Alpha and Luna.

And not just any Luna.

Me.

I stood before the mirror in the room, where I was preparing, my long glistering royal blue gown hugging my skin tightly.

"Your parents would be so proud of you", I heard the voice and I felt tears well up in my eyes.

"Grandmother", I said, stressing the word as she pulled me into a tight hug..

"You've done well my darling, the moon goddess would guide you", she said, tapping my back before releasing me slowly.

My hands trembled but not from fear, from disbelief.

It still felt surreal, the responsibilities as the Luna..

The fact that I was going to be with Damon forever.

That alone was all I've always wanted.

I remebered briefly my meeting with the Luna, how she showed me things I was expected to know and do as the pack Luna.

And tonight was it .

It was going to be official, I was going to be crowned as the Luna and Damon, the Alpha.

I didn't notice Grandmother had left until I heard Mia's voice.

"Are you ready", I heard her voice behind me.

Only then did I realize that I wasn't alone...

"I can't believe this is happening", I whispered, smoothening my dress.

"Neither can I", she said smiling

"I'd leave you to gather your thoughts", she said and she walked out of the room..

I stood in front of the mirror, out of thoughts and suddenly the door opened. I could see that it was the Luna from the mirror, so I turned to look at her..

But something strange happened.

I felt dizzy the moment I turned away from the mirror, the room spinned and I could have sworn that I saw a spark but I couldn't place what made the spark or where the light came from.

And then everything went black..

And then I woke up, but in a different place.

"The coronation", I whispered as I stood up from the bed, looking around.

"How did I get here", I thought

It wasn't Damon's room and definitely not the hall where I was dressing up earlier...

The room was a bit different...a quite dark asthetics with a feminine touch..

I walked out of the room and I walked to the hall.

The Coronation had started, which was a bit weird.

They wouldn't start without me...their Luna-to- be.

I walked into the hall and my breath caught as I stared at my body, my face smiling up at Damon as he kissed the back of her hand.

I was about to talk when I heard a voice.

"Miss Clara, Are you fine now", she asked, looking at me.

"Clara", I repeated in my head.

That's Damon's sister name.

I looked down at my gown and I saw that it wasn't the royal blue I wore few minutes ago.

"I don't know....", I began but I stopped midway, gasping as I saw my reflection in the mirror across the hall.

Clara stared back at me.

And when I spoke.....it was her voice I heard.

My own voice screamed in my head but only Damon sister's voice came out.

I was trapped.....replaced in Clara's body.

And someone I had no idea of was wearing my skin.

JENNA

I couldn't believe what was happening.

It just didn't make sense.

I stood there, in the grand hall, more like I was struck to the spot.

"Jen...Jen", I called, trying to mind-link my wolf.

Maybe she could reply.

But there was nothing.

Just utter silence..

A void where her presence should have been.

I glanced back at the window where I could see my reflection, trying to delude myself that it wasn't real.

That the reflection staring back at me wasn't real.

It couldn't be.

I blinked and Clara's wide brown eyes blinked back at me.

I touched my face and the cold feeling confirmed that it was real.

It was something I never imagined could happen.

"No, no, no," I whispered, my voice trembling.

Just a few minutes ago, I was Jenna. I was standing in the room, waiting for my coronation as Luna.

Damon was about to be mine forever...

And now this....

The crowd erupted into cheers again, pulling me out of my spiraling thoughts. I turned sharply, my gaze locking onto the two people at the front of the hall.

Damon was there, his tall, broad-shouldered frame commanding attention as always. But he wasn't looking at me.

He was kissing her. The woman who wore my face, my body.

She was smiling so brightly, her lips moving against his like she had every right to be there.

Like she hadn't stolen everything from me.

I glanced at my Grandmother and I saw the widest smile I've ever seen on her face.

She looked so proud and happy.

I clenched my fist as I stared at them.

That was supposed to be me. Damon was mine.

The crown was mine.

Grandmother was supposed to be proud of me....not an imposter i knew nothing about.

But no one knew. No one could see the truth.

My soul had been ripped from my body and shoved into Clara's, and the only person I had as a close friend, my wolf -was gone also.

"Mia", I remembered the moment I thought about Jen.

She was the next person who could understand and probably bail me out.

I need to see her.

I looked around the hall, but I didn't see her.

"She had to be somewhere in this hall", I thought as I stood up, trying to look around for her.

I hadn't taken few steps when a hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me back...

Heat flared in my chest the moment I felt that hand behind me.

"What the hell", I said as I twisted away from the person's grip with a sharp jerk.

I turned to see Jeremy standing there, his dark eyes filled with concern.

Clara's boyfriend....of course.

Looking at his face alone didn't sit well with me.

Only if he knew i wasn't his girlfriend.

Clara," he said softly, his voice laced with worry.

"Are you okay? You still look pale though"

I swallowed hard, forcing a smile that felt unnatural on Clara's lips. "I'm fine," I lied.

"Just... overwhelmed."

Jeremy looked at me for almost a minute, staring into my eyes..

"You sure? You've been acting strange all day."

"I'm sure," I snapped, sharper than I meant to.

His eyes widened slightly, and guilt twisted in my gut. This wasn't his fault. He didn't know.

He stepped closer, his hand brushing against my arm. The touch sent a shiver down my spine, which I didn't like..

It was Clara's body reacting to his touch...not me.

It couldn't be.

"You know you can talk to me, right? Whatever's going on... you don't have to deal with it alone."

I stared at him, unsure of what to say.

Jeremy had always been... complicated. We'd known each other since school, but we'd never gotten along.

Too different, too stubborn. But now, looking at him through Clara's eyes, I saw something else. Concern. Genuine care. It made my chest ache.

"Jeremy," I started, my voice soft now. "I..."

But before I could say more, the crowd cheered again, drawing my attention back to the coronation.

Damon was lifting the crown, placing it on the imposter's head with a smile that made my heart shatter.

She was Luna now. Not me. Her.

Jeremy followed my gaze, his expression unreadable. "It's a big moment for the pack," he murmured.

"For Damon."

I nodded absently,"Yeah. Big moment."

He hesitated, then leaned in closer, his voice low. "You've been staring at him all night."

My heart skipped at the statement he made.

Did he suspect something?

He didn't seem sensitive.... Or was he just jealous?

I forced a laugh, though it sounded hollow even to my ears.

"Don't be ridiculous. Damon's my brother."

"Right," Jeremy said slowly, turning to look at me "Your brother."

I looked away, unable to hold his gaze any longer.

My mind was a whirlwind of different thoughts, too many thoughts crashing together.

I needed to figure things out.

Why this happened and how to get my life back and that starts with me seeing Mia.

But for now, I was trapped in Clara's body, surrounded by people who didn't know me as Jenna but Clara, the Alpha's sister, including the man who was supposed to be my mate.

And Jeremy... Jeremy was watching me with a intensity that made me uncomfortable.

"Clara," he said again, his voice softer this time.

"Tell me what's wrong."

I opened my mouth, the words hovering on the tip of my tongue.

Could I trust him?

Would he even believe me if I told him the truth?

Who would?

"I..." I started, but before I could say more, Jeremy leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear.

"Whatever it is," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin, "we'll figure it out together."

My heart skipped a beat at the contact.

"Jeremy...", I started as I thought of a lie to tell him.

I needed to leave and with him on my neck.

Leaving was looking impossible.

"Come on", he said gently interrupting me as his hands slipped into mine.

"Let's get some air."

I hesitated for a moment then nodded wordlessly letting him guide me away from the crowd toward the doors leading outside.

As we were about to walk out his hands moved to my waist, as he walked behind me, his touch was firm yet gentle, as if he was trying to hold me in place as we walked through the crowd.

We got outside the hall, into the training ground and we both sat on the lawn.

My fingers grazed through the moist lawn as I played with the flowers.

"You really look like you needed a break from the noise, Clara", he said

And for the first time that night.

The name hit me.

No one was really going to call me Jenna.

Not until this whole thing was over.

I was probably not going to see Grandmother also.

The cheers of the crowd echoed in the background, loud and deafening, a cruel reminder of what I'd lost, what had been stolen from me. My crown, my mate, my life.

I forced myself to take a deep breath, trying to call myself.

"Clara...Clara", the name came again and only then did I realize I had left him hanging.

"I'm really fine," I lied, my voice steadier this time. "Just... overwhelmed, I guess."

Jeremy tilted his head, his piercing gaze studying me with an intensity that made my skin crawl. "Overwhelmed? You're usually the one who thrives in the spotlight."

Of course Clara would.

I clenched my fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms. I needed to get out of here. I needed to figure out what the hell was going on.

But Jeremy was still standing there, blocking my path, his presence like a wall I couldn't climb.

"Yeah, well, today's different," I muttered, avoiding his eyes.

"Can I be alone for the night, I just want to stare at the sky and count the stars", I said, muffling whatever came into my head and at the same time, bit trying to push him away.

Clara loved me...but not me.

So I couldn't mess their relationship up.

His brows lifted in surprise, and for a moment, I worried I'd said something wrong.

Then that smirk returned, wider this time, and he leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, teasing tone.

"Alone? That's not like you, Clara, you never want to be alone, What's going on?"

I swallowed hard, trying to think of an answer to his question.

"Think fast", I screamed in my head.

"I just... need to clear my head," I said, forcing a small smile.

"Too much noise, you know?"

He hesitated for a moment, his gaze searching mine as if he could see right through me. Then he nodded, "Alright. I'd let you be, I'd text you later", he said placing kiss on my forehead while I stiffened in shock.

He turned to leave, his footsteps very loud and clear until it finally faded..

I stood up, but not to the hall, I was on a quest to find Mia.

I hadn't walked few steps when I saw the person walk into the hall.,

It was Mia...I was very sure.

It was the exact way I packed her way hours before the coronation.

"Has she been outside all these while", I thought as I walked closer to the person, calling her name.

"Mia..Mia", I called out, walking up to the person..

JENNA

The beeping of an alarm clock jolted me awake...

I stretched my right hands to reach my alarm on my bedside but I noticed it wasn't.

The beeping didn't stop and I opened my eyes in frustration.

Only then did I remember.

The unfamiliar room, the bed which was a bit big for me.

And the alarm clock that was on the left side not on my right side anymore.

I groaned, rolling over and slamming my hand down on the clock to silence it.

Clara's clock, her room, get body.

It wasn't a dream anymore.

It was reality.

It was my life now.

I dragged myself out of bed, my legs feeling heavy and foreign.

Everything about this body felt wrong,

She was a bit too tall, too lean, too not mine.

I walked to the bathroom, avoiding the mirror until I had to face it.

I didn't want to see myself in the mirror.

I entered the shower, taking my bath.

The water was hot and almost scalding, but I welcomed it with gritted teeths.

Maybe it could wake me up or maybe it would make this nightmare feel real enough to break out of.

When I finally stepped out of the shower, I toweled off quickly and I packed my hair into a messy bun....

At least, I hoped Clara would consider a messy bun.

I didn't know her routine, her habits, her life.

How was I supposed to act like her?

Wouldn't people notice if I slipped up?

I turned to look at the mirror to pack my hair well.

And the reflection I've avoided stared back at me.

Her sharp cheekbones, her almond-shaped eyes, her full lips..

It was so strange to see her face instead of my own.

I couldn't stop staring.

I was done packing my hair when I heard a knock on the door.

First it was the person trying to open the door and then the knock.

I stood frozen in place.

What if is someone I couldn't recognize?

How would I act?

I debated ignoring the knock, but it came again...

Louder this time..

Reluctantly, I walked to the door and opened it.

And my eyes widened at the person in front of the door.

There he was. Damon.

My mate. Or at least, he had been my mate before this crazy body swap happened. Now, he was just there, all handsome and all.

Standing there in all his brooding glory, his dark hair a bit messy...just like I had always loved it.

I really wanted to jump on him, wrap my hands around his neck and tell him, how much I've missed him.

His piercing dark brown eyes narrowing as he looked at me.

My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately regretted opening the door.

"Morning," he said, his voice low and gruff.

"You locked your door...that was weird", he said.

"Wow, so she leaves her door opened, that's weird", I thought

"I was a bit tired, I needed the privacy", I said, cooking up at lie at the spot.

I was indeed proud of myself.

"Are you good now, I was told you weren't feeling too good yesterday", he said and before I could process his words, he raised his hands, placing them on my forehead gently.

I pulled back in shock and I could have sworn he felt something, because he pulled back almost immediately.

"I'm good now", I said, my reply more sharper than I intended.

"Im guessing you're not going for your usual run?", he said, clearing his throat.

I blinked at him, Run?

Since when does Clara go for a morning run? I scrambled for an excuse, anything to cover up my ignorance.

"Uh, no. Not today"

He raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical, but before he could press further, a voice interrupted us.

"Damon!"

We both turned to see her, the person who was now living in my body.

She walked over, her arm slipping through Damon's with far too much ease.

My jaw clenched as I watched her lean into him, her fingers brushing his arm in possessive little strokes. It took everything in me not to grab her and yank her away from him.

"We should get going," she said sweetly, her voice dripping with false innocence. It was sickening.

She glanced at me, her eyes flickering with something I couldn't quite place...

Whatever it was, she avoided holding my gaze for too long.

Like she knew something I didn't.

Like she knew me.

"Sure," Damon said, though his eyes lingered on me for moment longer before shaking loose and walking away with her.

"Take care little sis", he said, ruffling my hair a bit, making my bun loosen a bit.

I watched them go, my fists clenched at my sides, Why did it feel like she was deliberately trying to keep him away from me?

And why did Damon seem oblivious to it all?

Didn't he feel anything when our body made contact.

Oh wait...it's Clara's body...not mine.

Once they were out of sight, I decided to grab something to eat first to clear my mind since I didn't have any farther plans for yet!

Maybe step out to look for Mia.

I was pretty sure, I saw her yesterday...but for some reason I really couldn't place.

She didn't answer me and she got lost in the crowd.

I walked through the large hall, going to the dinning.

The breakfast was set and both the Luna and the Alpha and the New Luna, who was meant to be me and Damon were sitted at the table.

As I walked to the table, they all glanced at me in shock.

I tried to avoid all their gazes as I was a bit shocked.

Was I doing something wrong?

Why were they all shocked?

I pulled out a chair to eat and after I was served, Damon's father talked.

"You came out to eat today, Clara", he said.

And then it clicked.

I had done something Clara wouldn't do.

Just how weird must she had been.

She doesn't look her door....

She doesn't come out to eat.

Just who the hell did she think she is...

"That's new", His mother said

"I think she woke up on the right side of the bed, she's been all weird since morning", Damon added and I had to stop myself from shooting him a daggering look.

He never helps....instead he puts you on the hot seat.

It's the same he's always done with Mia and I.

"I thought we could eat as a family one last time", I said and they all nodded, agreeing with what I said

Damon was leaving that morning.

And I was probably never going to see him so often as I used to.

I wondered if I could cope with that.

He wasn't going to be staying there with the Luna.

Few months back, we had both planned and worked on the type of house we wanted to live in.

Damon picked the decorations, while I selected the furnitures.

It was something I had always looked forward to.

But guess who's not going to the house....Mee

The person in my body just stayed still, avoiding my gaze while eating, which was very weird.

I was the last person at the table and I was sure Clara eats like a snail because Damon had once mentioned me eating just like his sister.

After having breakfast, I was on my way back to my room when I ran into the Luna.

And she was pretty much doing nothing.

I took that as a cue to talk to her.

I needed to know who the person was.

It couldn't be Clara.

She wouldn't long for the crown and worse....

Her Brother.

It just didn't make sense.

I wondered whether she knew about me or not..

But the way she behaved was quite weird.

So I decided to approach her,

"Hey Luna," I called ahead of her.

She turned back letting out a small smile,

"Good morning, how are you darling?" She asked politely.

"I'm okay but I might need your help with something!" I said.

She stared at me...like she was weighing her options

And then she glanced at her phone.

"Oh Clara, I hope it can wait...I need to visit the packs clinic to put some things in place.", she said.

"Oh of course... excuses", I thought.

"Just who might you be", I thought.

"Ooh... alright, it can wait", I said, slowly and she turned immediately, even before I finished my words.

"But..I need to see Mia, Do you know where I can find her", I suddenly blurted out..

She turned to look at me, like the question was sudden and she wasn't expecting it.

"Mia found her mate and she left with him, he's not from this pack", she said.

Mia found her mate...

"Is there a reason why you need to see her?", she asked.

"Ooh...not really", I blurted out still processing what I just heard.

I walked back to the room, slumping on the bed, unsure of what to do next.

Mia was nowhere to be found, I didn't know where the real Clara was.

A phone beeped in the drawer, jolting me out of my thoughts.

I pulled the drawer open and I reached for the phone.

"Why did she put her phone in her drawer", I wondered.

Messages popped up and half of them were from Jeremy.

"Oh, he said he was going to text me", i said.

I swiped up the phone to open it, to see, if I could see anything.

Maybe they weren't blood siblings and she had always desired for the crown and her step-brother, like how it is in novels.

Maybe it really isn't her and it's someone else

I wanted to know.

"Fuck", I cursed as I saw that the phone had a password.

"How the hell am I going to decode what the password is", I said.

Damon...Silverwhitmore...Clara

I typed in one at a time but it didn't open.

"Jeremy", I muttered.

"How did I forget it, it has to be him", I said as I typed in the name but it didn't open.

"That's weird...not even her boyfriend", I said.

I turned back to the drawer to see anything else that might be of help and there I saw a small diary.

I flipped it open and the first sentence I saw made me so confused.

It was her first entry about two years ago.

I'd love to have an Alpha as my Mate and be crowned the Luna.

"Could it really be Clara", I thought.

I flipped through the pages and then I saw some enteries, where she talked about having an Alpha as her mate and leaving Whitmore Pack.

Why would she want to leave the pack so bad? And

If she wants to leave the Pack, then she can't be the one in my body.

Then I kept flipping, there the enteries were a bit recent.

"I saw him again today, he stalked me throughout the day, I really want some freedom out of the pack."

"He looked so scary today"

"I was able to escape from him, I wonder how long till my luck runs out"

She has a stalker?

"Never returning to the training grounds alone"

And then I remembered, Jeremy mentioned that she never liked being alone.

Who was the stalker?

And how dangerous was he for her to desire leaving the pack?

Does anyone know about it?