The Jilted Luna
"No! Let me go!!" I screamed, thrashing and kicking as hard as I could.
"I'll let you go," Carlisle said, his breath ragged, warm against my skin, "but only if you stop making a scene and accept your place in this pack."
My chest heaved, my breath coming in shaky bursts, but I didn’t waver. "Why would I? I want out!" I spat, defiance burning in my tear-streaked eyes.
Carlisle’s jaw clenched, his expression darkening. "Victoria, don’t push your luck."
"No, Carlisle, I’ve had enough," I whispered, my voice barely above a breath. "My body and mind can’t take this torture anymore. Please… just let me go. Your father wouldn’t have wanted this."
"Don't you dare!!" he roared, his voice thundering through the room. His chest rose and fell with barely contained fury.
In an instant, his grip tightened and his hand seized my chin, forcing me to meet his furious gaze while his hold on my legs loosened.
"You dare mention my father?" he growled, his fingers tightening. "You know damn well why he died, and yet you have the audacity to say his name in front of me? Before that decaying mate bond claims your life, I might just kill you myself.”
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Victoria spent years tending to the Redmoon Pack while her mate Alpha Redmoon, was off fighting against the vampires who threatened to lay waste to their lands. However, Tori's whole world comes crumbling when Carlisle, her mate, returns with another woman and breaks their mate bond.
To him, Tori was nothing but a wolf-less omega and unfit to continue as the Pack's Luna and not just Alpha Redmoon—the entire Red Moon Pack thinks so.
But ultimately, fate had other plans.
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Chapter: Chapter 56: Blood banksThis was not the first infiltration attempt.Far from it.Every group sent before them had failed.Some warriors died before they even reached the fortress walls. Others were captured alive and dragged inside screaming.None ever returned.And everyone knew what likely happened to them afterward.Blood banks.Living prisoners chained somewhere beneath the fortress so vampires could feed on them whenever they pleased.The thought alone filled the tent with quiet rage.The war had dragged on for far too long already, and the werewolves were slowly losing.Not because they lacked strength.Because they were being worn down piece by piece.The vampires had complete control of the skies thanks to their winged forces. They constantly attacked supply routes, burned food stores, poisoned water sources, and destroyed medicine shipments before they could reach the camps.Sometimes they even contaminated rations with poison or laxatives purely to weaken the werewolves further.It was cruel.Calc
Last Updated: 2026-05-08
Chapter: Chapter 55: She just laughedBefore Sylas could even process what he had just heard, Carlisle continued speaking. "The worst part was..." He stopped briefly, his expression tightening. "She was already pregnant when I found her." His voice came out lower this time, rough with something that sounded painfully close to pity. "I was horrified." Carlisle looked away for a moment, like the memory itself was difficult to face. "She never told me who the father was. Every time I asked, she shut down completely. I tried asking how long she’d been trapped there too, but she avoided that question just as much." His jaw tightened harder. "And when I pushed for answers... she didn’t even argue with my assumptions." A bitter look crossed his face. "She just laughed." Sylas frowned slightly. Carlisle let out a slow breath before continuing. "It wasn’t a happy laugh either. It sounded..." He searched for the words. "Broken. Like she had already given up on herself a long time ago." Even now, he could still
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Chapter: Chapter 54: Nobody acts like that IIOpen contempt dripped from Sylas's last sentence.Inside him, his wolf stirred uneasily, clearly warning him not to push too far against his Alpha.But Sylas ignored it.Even his wolf had become disappointed in Carlisle over the years.Because to them, the truth had always been simple.If Carlisle truly did not want Victoria, then he never should have marked her in the first place.Even if the former Alpha pressured him.Even if duty played a role.Nobody could have physically forced Carlisle to complete the mating bond if he truly refused.In the end, Carlisle made that choice himself.And once he did, Victoria deserved loyalty.Respect.Care.At the very least, she deserved honesty.Instead, Carlisle let pride and resentment ruin everything.And now every single one of them was suffering because of it.Carlisle stayed quiet while Sylas spoke, though he could feel the conflict boiling beneath the surface.Not just from Sylas himself, but from his wolf too.Once upon a time, Sylas’s w
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Chapter: Chapter 53: Nobody acts like that"Sylas."Carlisle’s voice was steady, but there was something firm underneath it that immediately told Sylas this was not a request."Come with me to the office."Without another word, Carlisle turned and continued down the stairs. His pace remained quick, almost restless. Earlier, he had intended to go to Victoria’s garden, but that thought had been pushed aside for now. There were too many things unraveling at once, too many questions circling in his mind, and he needed answers before his thoughts drove him insane.Behind him, Sylas frowned slightly.The sudden change in Carlisle’s attitude made no sense. One moment the Alpha looked like he was on the verge of collapsing under guilt, and the next he had pulled himself together again, cold and focused like before.Sylas could not understand what was happening inside Carlisle’s head, but he hid every trace of confusion behind a blank expression and followed him silently.The moment they entered the Alpha’s office, the scent of fresh c
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Chapter: Chapter 52: Just like Victoria.Carlisle slowly lifted his eyes toward the staircase.His breathing became uneven as his mind replayed the scene again and again. He could almost see Victoria falling down those stairs another time, her body striking the steps before collapsing at the bottom.What had she been thinking in that moment?Had she waited for him to help her?Had she looked at him hoping he would choose her just once?Instead, he turned his back on her.Instead, he shoved her aside with anger in his eyes while rushing to another woman.The pain of that realization nearly crushed him.Maybe that was the exact moment Victoria gave up on him forever.Or maybe she gave up long before that.Maybe it happened while she sat alone in the dungeon, hurt and terrified, waiting for a mate who never came.A broken sound escaped Carlisle’s throat before he could stop it.His shoulders sagged under a weight that suddenly felt impossible to carry. For a second, he looked like he might collapse right there at the top of the
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Chapter: Chapter 51: Something was missing...Carlisle came down the stairs with long, quick strides, his face locked into a cold expression that gave nothing away. Sylas followed a few steps behind him, quiet as always, though his sharp eyes missed nothing. Something about Carlisle had changed the moment he left that room. The air around him felt tense, almost suffocating, like a man forcing himself to keep moving before his thoughts swallowed him whole. For several seconds, the only sound between them was the echo of footsteps against the stone floor. Then Sylas finally spoke. "Alpha Carlisle, the Royal Convoy has arrived. They’re resting in their suites now. If you wish to speak with them, I can arrange a meeting." Carlisle did not even glance back at him. "No need." The answer came immediately, flat and cold enough to end the conversation on the spot. Sylas raised a brow slightly but continued anyway. "Then what about Miss Raquel’s condition? Do you wish to check on her? Or should I inform the Royal Convoy of the situati
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Chapter: Three Twenty TwoIt was that sound that broke through.Something about it, final and undeniable...seemed to echo louder than the sirens, louder than the voices, louder than everything else in that moment.Rowan inhaled sharply.It was the first real sign of life from him since the police had arrived, the first crack in the stillness he had clung to so tightly. His gaze was locked on his father, unblinking, as if he were trying to reconcile the man before him with the one he had known all his life.Roderick turned his head slightly, enough to look at him.For a moment, something almost familiar flickered in his expression, not softness or remorse, but something that might have passed for acknowledgment under different circumstances."You’ll understand one day," he said quietly.Rowan didn’t respond.He didn’t move.He just stared.The officer guiding Roderick toward the door didn’t pause, didn’t let the moment linger longer than necessary. The reality pressed forward, leaving no room for sentiment.Beh
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Chapter: Three Twenty OneThe first thing that struck me wasn’t the sound of sirens.No, it was the silence that preceded them.It crept in like a held breath as I walked back to the study, settling over the mansion in a way that felt wrong, almost as if the walls were bracing for something inevitable. The fire in the study had dwindled, its crackling turned into a muted pop, and the lingering scent of burnt paper hung in the air, coating my throat each time I swallowed.No one spoke.Rowan was standing just a few feet ahead, his shoulders tense, his posture rigid, somehow making him appear taller than usual. But I knew it wasn’t confidence keeping him upright; it was something more brittle and fragile, as if any touch could shatter him.Across the room, Roderick had gone still.His face was bruised, and there were marks on his neck. I’d only stepped away for a few minutes, and already, Rowan had taken it upon himself to beat his father’s ass.The arrogance that had colored Roderick’s voice moments earlier had
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Chapter: Three TwentyThird Person POVHe took a step closer, ignoring how Rowan continued to struggle against Carlby’s hold, the younger man’s face flushed with anger and exertion. Roderick’s tone turned almost pleading, laced with the sharp edge of justification."Get over it, Rowan. Move on, the evidence is gone...smashed under my heel like the worthless recording it was. A dying criminal’s ramblings against a respected businessman? No one will believe you.... Especially not when they see how violently you attacked your own father. I’ve escaped the law for years because I know how this world works. Judges, lawyers, favors owed in high places, I’ll sweep this under the carpet just like I’ve dealt with every inconvenience before. You think a tantrum and a broken phone can take me down? You’re just a kid playing at justice."Rowan’s struggles ramped up, twisting in Carlby’s grip as he yelled,"You’re a monster! A cold-blooded goddamn killer hiding behind your suits and charities! And you—" He jerked his he
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Chapter: Three NineteenThird Person’s POVThe room was filled with the sharp scent of burnt paper mixed with the heavy sweetness of spilled scotch, closing in around the two men as the delicate bond between father and son finally broke.Rowan’s fist throbbed from where it had connected with Roderick’s jaw; the pain was grounding in the emotional storm swirling inside him.Roderick was on the other side of the massive oak desk, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but the twisted smile on his face showed no sign of defeat...just a perverse pride that made Rowan’s stomach turn."I suppose when you get older and end up taking over the company, you’ll understand my actions," Roderick had said, and those words echoed in Rowan’s mind, igniting the rage that had been building for years.Rowan’s vision narrowed, the edges blurring into a red haze fueled by grief and betrayal so deep it felt like it might swallow him whole. He lunged forward without hesitation, vaulting over the desk in a surge of wild fury
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Chapter: Three EighteenThird Person’s POVThe room smelled of old leather, fine scotch, and the sharp scent of burning paper. Roderick stood behind the massive oak desk, his back to the door, pouring himself a generous glass of amber liquid into a crystal tumbler.As the decanter clinked against the glass, it could’ve been a classy sound under different circumstances. He maintained a composed posture, shoulders squared in the tailored shirt he had put on after the earlier chaos, but there was a tension in the way he held the bottle, a slow, deliberate movement that hinted he was stalling for time.The fire in the hearth crackled anew, flames dancing higher as another stack of papers curled at the edges and blackened. Rowan crossed the study in calculated strides, stopping just short of the desk, and without a moment’s notice, lifted his phone. His thumb pressed play.Logan’s voice filled the room, raw and weary, the confession pouring out in the same exhausted rhythm they had heard before. Roderick froze mi
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Chapter: Three SeventeenShe stepped closer, her voice dropping into that familiar, pleading tone she used when she wanted me to see things her way. "Do you think I wanted this?" she started, the words spilling out like a sudden gust of wind filling the quiet room."That someone had to die for you to have a good life? Did you really want to stay poor?! Living with your abusive father and struggling to afford rent, barely managing to put food on the table?! Everything I’ve done was for you, Atlas. All of it. And all you’ve done is make me feel like a terrible person for it...crying about how I forced you to live with your bully instead of recognizing my sacrifice and stopping being ungrateful!"Her voice cracked at the end, but there was no softness; only a sharp edge honed by years of resentment hidden behind perfect smiles and fancy dinners.I stared at her, the sting of the slap from moments earlier still throbbing on my cheek, disbelief washing over me like a wave. This was the woman who had once spoiled m
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Chapter: Chapter 156I wanted to refuse and I wanted to scream that everything about this was wrong. However, the way that my mother looked eagerly at me only made me force a smile and nod. I told myself that I had to keep everything as natural as possible. The way that Francesca smirked at me in secret told me that she had just gotten exactly what she wanted....The wedding boutique looked like a scene from a princess dream, featuring lace and white silk. The air inside smelled faintly of sweet roses and soft music enveloped the air. There were wedding gowns everywhere that I looked, decorated with fine lace, jewels, and pearls.I could say that Francesca was enjoying herself as she stood on the platform in front of the mirrors, turning slowly from side to side as the assistant adjusted the wedding dress to fit her perfectly. Although I hated to admit it, it felt like all the dresses looked great on her. The way that the jewels on the dress glittered under the spotlight as she moved made her look like r
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Chapter: Chapter 155His exploring hand stroked its way down the curve of my waist before dipping even lower. My core clenched in anticipation of his touch. When his fingers finally stroked the wet cleft in between my thighs, I cried out softly."You’re already so wet, Gail. Do you want it?" Rowan asked, although he probably already knew the answer without me having to tell him in words."Yes...please...." I begged him shamelessly.Rowan stroked my wet slit up and down slowly, teasingly, while I whimpered weakly. The pleasure that he was making me feel made my legs go weak. Slowly, I naturally began spreading my thighs to invite his loving touch."Ahh...Ahh..." I moaned before I bit down on my lowerlip.Rowan’s fingers moved to play with my swollen clit as my hips bucked from the intense jolts of pleasure that flooded my senses. His fingers massaged my pleasure spot while I whimpered his name. My pussy quivered along with my body as I tried my best not to lose my mind completely. Just when I thought that
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Chapter: Chapter 154I had no idea how much time went by before I heard the door slowly creak open. That was when I realized that I had forgotten to lock the door. I knew instantly who it was as his presence filled the room even before he spoke a single word."Annabelle," Rowan’s voice was calm as he called my name."Why are you still going along with it? Why didn’t you say anything tonight? Why didn’t you tell them the truth about us?" I fired my questions at him in succession before my voice began to crack under the pressure. Rowan stepped closer, and his face was tense."Because now isn’t the time," Rowan replied, giving me the same excuse that he had used over and over again."No! You have to stop hiding behind that same excuse. Rowan, you promised me. You proposed to me and you told me that I wasn’t just another fling. Was that all a lie?" I demanded to know.His eyes immediately darkened, but I could tell that it wasn’t from anger but more from pain. Instantly, I felt guilty for what I had said to h
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Chapter: Chapter 153"I hope you don’t mind me joining as well. My schedule suddenly cleared up, and I thought that it would be nice to visit my dear friend and his family," Henry said in his booming voice. I quickly stood up from the table before the two old friends shook hands and slapped each other’s backs enthusiastically."Thank you for coming. You’re always welcome here, and you know that," George said warmly."I hope that you’ve been well and that your health has improved," Henry said."Of course, I’m perfectly fine now and in good health," George replied with a smile."That’s great to hear. If that’s really the case, then I guess there is no point in delaying the wedding any longer. I think that Rowan’s and Francesca’s wedding has been delayed enough already," Henry said before he looked at his friend levelly.My chest tightened when I realized that Francesca had once again brought her father to apply pressure on George and Rowan. Recalling what Rowan told me about how much he cared about the fami
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Chapter: Chapter 152"What?" I asked before blinking my eyes rapidly. My breath was caught in my throat as I imagined my mother’s reaction when she heard the entire truth from us."There’s no point in hiding it anymore. If you want to break the engagement between Francesca and me, the first step is to tell your mother the truth about us," Rowan replied calmly.I was stunned for a moment before I nodded my head in agreement. I realized that I couldn’t expect effort only from his side when I wasn’t going to do anything. Once again, I reminded myself that it was better that I tell my mother the truth because she deserved to know."I’m going to try my best to tell her," I said as I strengthened my resolve once again."That’s my good girl," Rowan whispered before he leaned in and placed a tender kiss on my cheek....Rowan’s words were playing in my head repeatedly over the next couple of days. I could hear his voice and his determination when he told me to tell my mother the truth. I swore to myself multiple
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Chapter: Chapter 151"How? How, Rowan? How exactly are you going to deal with her and when? Because as far as I’m aware, you haven’t done anything at all," I snapped."Annabelle, this matter is complicated. You have to be patient," he replied calmly."How can I do that? She looked down on me and called me another one of your playthings. To her, I’m just a girl that you can cast aside whenever you think is convenient, while she’s the real thing," I said as I recalled all the painful things that Francesca had said to me."I already told you that I will deal with her. Can’t you just wait?" Rowan said."You have no idea just how empty your words sound to me right now. You know, Francesca is definitely right about one thing. She’s still the one that is engaged to you. She’s still your fiancée no matter what you say to me," I spat as the volume of my voice started to rise."Annabelle..." Rowan said my name, but I didn’t give him the time to continue."You promised me so many things. You even went as far as prop
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Chapter: Chapter 12: Do I Even Belong?The house woke slowly. Not with noise, not with chaos, but with a quiet kind of life Isabella wasn’t used to. Soft footsteps in the hallway. The distant clink of dishes. Low voices drifting up from downstairs, warm and unguarded. Isabella stood by the window in her old room, fingers lightly gripping the curtain as she stared out at the gardens. The lilacs swayed gently in the morning breeze, their scent faint but present even from here. Everything felt… real. Too real. Her reflection stared back faintly in the glass, layered over the view outside. For a moment, she didn’t recognize the woman looking back at her. Not Isabella Hamilton. Not entirely Bella Hartford either. Just… someone in between. Her gaze slowly dropped to her wrist. The faint fang-shaped mark sat there, unmoving, unchanged. Her fingers brushed over it unconsciously. Do I really belong here? Her throat tightened slightly. Just one glance at this scar and my life takes a drastic turn… A so
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Chapter: Chapter 11: The Reckoning IIIsabella's POV Eli never went back to the office. He called his partners at 5:03 a.m., told them to reassign every case on his docket, and by the time the sun rose over the lilacs the estate library had been transformed. The long mahogany table was buried under colour-coded folders. Three whiteboards on wheels formed a semicircle, covered in timelines and arrows in Eli’s terrifyingly neat handwriting. Jayden’s laptops glowed like a NASA control room. Mason’s guitar case leaned against a bookshelf he’d walked straight off a fourteen-hour flight, hugged me until my ribs creaked, and declared, “Point me at the bastards.” Eli stood at the head of the table in rolled shirtsleeves, hair still perfect, eyes blazing with the same protective fury I remembered from when we were kids and someone tried to cut me in the lunch line. “My sister’s divorce,” he announced to the room, “is now my only client. Everything else can burn.” A copy of Victoria’s divorce papers was projected o
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Chapter: Chapter 10: The ReckoningIsabella's POV The Rolls hadn’t even come to a full stop before Genny was out of the car, heels clicking like gunfire on the gravel. I followed, legs numb, heart hammering so hard I could taste it. She didn’t head for the drawing room. She marched straight to the library, flung the double doors open, and snapped, “Everyone, now.” Within five minutes the entire household was there. Eli strode in still in his suit from the city, tie loosened. Jayden jogged down the stairs barefoot, laptop under his arm. Uncle Sebastian and Aunt Clara appeared from the kitchen, flour still on Clara’s hands. The twins skidded in wearing matching guilty expressions (probably had been eavesdropping anyway). Mrs. Aldridge hovered at the doorway, twisting her apron. Jayden already had his phone out. “Mason’s on in ten seconds.” Genny didn’t wait. She pointed at the biggest sofa. “Bella, sit. I sat. The screen on the coffee table lit up. Mason’s face appeared: hotel room somewhere in A
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Chapter: Chapter 9: The Day OutIsabella's POV Aunt Genevieve arrived like a hurricane in haute couture. The dove-gray Rolls purred up the drive at exactly ten. She stepped out in sunglasses big enough to have their own postcode, a cream silk jumpsuit, and heels that could double as weapons. One look at my borrowed hoodie and leggings and she clapped manicured hands. “Darling, we’re burning those. Today you’re being reintroduced to the world as a Hartford, and Hartfords do not hide in tour merch.” I opened my mouth to protest and she was already steering me toward the car, diamonds flashing, perfume trailing like a royal decree. Genevieve Hartford-Blackwood (Genny to exactly four people on earth) was Dad’s baby sister, the family legend who’d run off to London at nineteen, married a duke, divorced him with style, kept the title, and built a lifestyle empire that had Vogue on speed-dial. Every year on my birthday she’d written a card anyway, addressed “To my niece, wherever you are,” and stored them in a lac
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Chapter: Chapter 8: The Cedar BoxIsabella's POV I woke up in my old bedroom and forgot, for three full seconds, that I wasn’t four years old. The ceiling above me was the same pale butter-yellow it had always been, the one Mom and Dad let me help paint the summer before everything shattered. Sunlight poured through the lace curtains like warm honey, catching on dust motes that drifted and spun like tiny, careless fairies. My stuffed giraffe, Mr. Longneck, sat propped against the pillows exactly where I’d abandoned him the morning I vanished, his stitched smile faded but still patient. The wallpaper still carried that faint lilac stripe, the one Mom swore would “grow with me.” My crayon drawings (lopsided horses, a sun with a smiley face, a family of stick figures holding hands) were still taped above the little white desk, edges curled now, colors softened by twenty years of quiet light. Even the nightlight shaped like a crescent moon still glowed faintly in the outlet, its plastic worn cloudy from thousands of
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Chapter: Chapter 7: Home at LastIsabella's POV The car turned off the main road and the gates appeared, tall, black iron, the Hartford crest still gleaming in the dusk. I forgot how to breathe. Jayden slowed the Bentley, rolled the window down, and the scent hit me first: lilacs. Hundreds of them, thousands, spilling over the stone walls exactly the way they used to when I was small. The smell slammed into me like a memory I didn’t know I still owned. “Almost there, Bells,” he said softly, reaching over to squeeze my knee. I couldn’t answer. My throat had closed. The drive curved through the trees and then the house was just… there. Same gray stone, same ivy, same wide front steps. Every window glowed gold. Someone had strung fairy lights along the porch like it was Christmas instead of late summer. The front doors flew open before Jayden even cut the engine. Eli was first, moving so fast his tie flapped over his shoulder. He yanked my door open and pulled me out and into his arms like I weighed nothin
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