Rise of the rejected Luna
She was to be set out as a debt to be paid. He is known to be the ruthless Alpha of a pack, feared by many and dared by none.
By the ancient rites and moonlight ceremonies, turning eighteen means everything for werewolf shifters. It is aligned with their tradition, holding a great celebration. For Kiara, it should be a day to be merry- the day she finally confirms her bond with her boyfriend and future Alfa, Jason. Rather, it becomes the moment her world is blurred.
Ridiculed as a “freak” for her inability to shift, Kiara is publicly rejected by the boy she loves — replaced by her sister, Erina, and humiliated in front of the entire pack. Heartbroken, backstabbed and renounced by everyone including her family.
Kiara is sent out against her will to live with Alpha Ryder, who had provided a handsome loan to her parents to cure an ailment. Her stay at the Alpha was prolonged and intrigued. She discovers that she has never been a freak but rather descended from the Lunaries.
The drama unfolds, tragedy awaits, torn between love and war. She learns great strength and endurance. She becomes a body of attraction to the alpha. The further she doubts, the more she is shown her worth. Would her stay in the new pack be worth her first rejection or would she be consumed by it?
The girl who was once rejected is about to have a new fate.
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Chapter: The Funeral: Goodbye to the best one yetKiaraThe moon had never looked so harsh. The goddess must have known that she had lost a special one. A man who cared for many. A man who loved me with all my flaws. The moon hung so low like she wanted to kiss the casket of her special creation. The air stood still, heavy with the scent of damp earth and candlemist. The pack had gathered in silence, their faces a sea of bowed heads and quiet grief.We buried Brandon beneath at the back of the manor, right under the terrace where he stayed almost every night when he wanted to think, when he wanted to be alone but not lonely. The spot was picked by Ryder and it felt right. It felt peaceful for his soul. Maybe too peaceful for a man who had died with so much rage in him.I stood beside Ryder, trying to breathe, trying to keep my knees from giving out. My fingers were clenched around the lily flower I held. I had plucked it this morning from the garden, meaning to lay it on his coffin, but for some reason, the petals wilted. Turnin
Last Updated: 2025-10-21
Chapter: Wrathly YoursErinaEverything felt perfect. Kiara’s misery, her sorrow, her loss. Watching her in so much pain makes my heart blossom. The time I had my lick back is finally near. But as it is, something must come up. The news came at the crack of dawn.I had not even finished buttoning my dress when one of Eaton’s guards stumbled into my room. His face was pale like that of his master and his eyes stood wide open like he had just seen his ancestors with them. “He accepted it,” he said panting. “The duel. Ryder challenged him at first light and he agreed.”Reasons like these were why I had to keep an eye on him through his guards because I knew he would act out. The news hit me like a bomb, and for a second, I could not move. The brush in my hand slipped, hitting the floor with a sharp click.“He what?”“Eaton agreed,” the man stammered. “They will meet at dusk..at the grounds by the old temple.”The room tilted. My pulse was suddenly everywhere; my throat, wrists, and behin
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Chapter: The Farewell IIKiaraI felt a sharp pain in my chest When I woke, the rain had quieted to a soft tapping against the window. The candle had long burned out, leaving only the gray light of dawn. Ryder sat on the edge of the bed again, his back to me, shoulders still and heavy. His hands were clasped in front of him, and for a moment I thought he was praying.There was blood under his nails. I didn’t know if it was from the funeral fire or from the hours he had spent gripping his own palms too tightly. The sight of it hurt more than the ache in my ribs.“Ryder.” My voice sounded small in the dim room.He turned slightly, just enough that I could see the profile of his face. I could see the lines that had not been there a month ago, and the exhaustion that clung to him like smoke was present. “You should keep sleeping,” he said. “It is early.”“You weren’t.”He gave a tired half-smile. “I couldn’t.”I pushed myself upright, wrapping the blanket around my shoulders. “You didn’
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Chapter: The FarewellRyder The house was silent when I came in from the courtyard. Even the wind seemed to have lost its voice. Brandon’s funeral still clung in my memory, the scent of smoke and wildflowers clinging to my clothes no matter how many times I washed my hands. Kiara sat near the window, her knees drawn up, a single candle burning beside her. Its flame swayed when I closed the door behind me. She didn’t look at me at first, and I didn’t blame her. Everything I touched lately seemed to break. I took a breath before finally speaking. “You should rest.” She shook her head, her hair falling across her shoulder. “So should you.” I wanted to tell her that sleep was a luxury for the living, but the words caught in my throat. Instead I crossed the room and stopped a few paces behind her, afraid that if I stood any closer, I might not find the strength to leave when morning came. The moonlight caught on her wrist, the faint silver mark of our bond pulsing softly beneath her skin. I reac
Last Updated: 2025-10-20
Chapter: Silent outrage KiaraThe world wakes before I do. The same way it has been for days. I can feel it through the thin veil of sleep. When my eyes open, everything is brighter than it should be. The ceiling glows differently, a reflection of morning light that feels too pure, almost sacred. The air smells of rain even though it has not fallen in days.Ryder told me once that when power leaves a body in grief, it marks the land. “Grief doesn’t just go away,” he said, and glancing at the way the curtains dance with no rhythm of the breeze, I think I understand what he meant.I sit up slowly in the bed. My muscles felt stiff, my head heavy, and my sight foggy. The monitor beside me hums a slow, steady beat, proving that I am still here. Alive. A cup of water waits on the bedside table. I drink, and it tastes faintly of metal and moonlight. Everything does now.Outside my window, the forest glows. I can see vines twisting higher than they should, flowers blooming in the wrong season, leaves
Last Updated: 2025-10-19
Chapter: My Protector, His Promise KiaraThe world ends. It stood still, staring right into my soul in silence.Not in a way that is jolly or kind, but in a manner that steals the sound from your throat and leaves you hollow.One moment, I am standing in the clearing with the wind against my face; the next, everything goes white. And when the light fades, I am on my knees, cradling him. Begging him to fight even harder. His eyes are still open, faintly dazed, like he is trying to tell me it is alright. He still cares for me at this state. He still wanted to reassure me, he always has. But the words don’t come, and my mind refuses to understand what my heart already knows.“Stay with me,” I whisper, shaking my head, my voice breaking. “You are alright. You will be fine. Please just… just stay.”The forest answers with quietness. Even the night creatures seem to bow in quiet grief. The crickets went silent. The birds had stopped singing. Something warm clings to my hands, and for a heartbeat, I can not breathe
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