MasukOn the night her mate should have accepted her, Aria is rejected and beaten in front of the Eden Pack. She takes flight on a full moon, shifts for the first time in fear and rage, and runs. She falls into another pack’s territory and is thrown into prison as a rogue. Kallos, Jordan’s Alpha, begins to dream of a hand pointing at the captive, telling him she is his Luna. The dreams will not stop. A masked return, a hidden cure, a betrayal that cuts deep, can a broken girl reclaim a throne she never wanted, or will the packs tear Luneria apart? Aria must learn who she is, who to trust, and how to turn her pain into power.
Lihat lebih banyakAria Pov.
“I, Greg Lupus, Alpha of the Eden Pack, reject you, Aria Kael, as my mate and Luna of this pack.” Greg’s voice reached my ears and tears ran down my cheeks.
I felt the sudden wave of coldness run through me, my wolf shivering, tge tears pouring freely.
Sadly this was my reality.
I was the one stone that would always be cast aside, I would never amount to no good no matter how much I tried.
“Why me? Why am I the one always humiliated and always on the receiving end of bad things? What have I done to deserve this?” I asked myself in frustration, my voice barely above a whisper, I collapsed to the floor, the tears pouring hard, my sobs hitting the ground, the murmuring grew louder, each and every one of them pointing accusing fingers at me.
I wanted to shout but couldn't, I wanted to pour out my emotions and frustration, I wanted to look grey in the eye and curse him holding my breast, I wanted to curse him with everything that made me wolf but I couldn't, I dared not to utter a word, the guards would be so merciless in punching my face and making sure I broke a bone.
More tears ran down my cheeks as I looked at Greg, grey didn't look at me differently, there was no sign of remorse or pity on his cold face but rather he smiled, grey smiled at my misfortune.
I cleaned the tears that were pouring uncontrollably, rising back to my feet.
“I, Aria Kael, accept….” Before I could finish, Greg held me by the throat and gave me the beating of my life. His eyes had already changed, Grey had shifted to his wolf , and my throat in his sharp claws gripped, my legs dangling in the air, the whole calm singing his praise, I feared for my life, my whole body shivering, like a whisper I heard my wolf” Is this the end?”. I held unto his hand with both hands but grey didn't soften, but rather he increased the pressure.
“Please….please”. I managed to say, his eyes prying into mine, grey looked at me with so much disgust.
“What did you want to say, you slut?”
“You dare to talk when I'm talking, I see you've lost your manners, and I’ll help you find it." He slapped my face so hard that I felt my ears go numb, the next thing I heard was my full weight to the ground and the clattering sound of a broken bone. I screamed out in pains, nobody came close, nobody came to my aid, nobody tried to save me from the monster that was about to crush my bone into tiny pieces, I gasped for breath.
The biggest pain hit me like waves, I heard her faint cry.
Helena my wolf.
Helena howled in pain on her head, I could feel the pressure it had on her on the outside,she doubled over in pain.
Cursed I was, and cursed is everything that lived with me, I had failed her……like I always did but this time, I mocked her her, I called her weak and a disgrace in different languages, she will never heal from this humiliation I had dragged her into., I held unto my knees, I could feel the none shift, the pain doubled when I tried to press in, I yelled.
I heard a mock laughter above my head, I slowly raised my head to meet the satisfied eyes of Kaidal, the soon-to-be Luna. Kaida is the direct opposite of me.
The one who had a perfect life, the one I secretly envied but dared not to move close to her.
While I looked so dirty and unkempt, with dirty clothes and my blonde hair so dirty and tangled. Kaida was the complete opposite, looking sohealthy and neat. Her clothes were so neat and well-ironed, maids was the envy of every girl in the clan.
Kaida is strong and extremely wicked. She stood there looking at me groaning in pain.
“Please help me”. I begged her but she hissed, She came closer, pulled, and gave me a resounding hot slap, the second ears went numb that minute.
“To think you actually think so highly of yourself”. Maida laughed hysterically.
“You actually thought you could be Luna? That Greg would pick you over me? You're just a useless and worthless slut that nobody would love to ever associate with. You're so dirty and filled with bad luck. Of course, Greg would not choose a thing so tattered like you, you ooze of bad luck”. She kicked my stomach, I held unto the spot in pains, the other girls laughed.
“I'm the right one for him because I’m a carrier of good luck.” Kaida spat on my face and pulled my hair backwards with force.
I layed still, in so much pains and humiliation, I tried to talk but the words refused to form, my eyes cast to the floor, unable to even look kaida in the face, I was broken beyond saving, humiliated beyond repair, Maida still stood there expecting me to move a finger so she could unleash what was left of her venom on me, she wanted an excuse to make my while body burn to ashes.
Helena was so quiet, fear consumed her, for every hand that punched me and every pain I felt, Helena felt it double. I was in severe pain and Helena sucked it all up, I could feel her consuming the energy even while she was breaking.
As always Helena will suck it all up, she would auck it all up like it was her duty to fill up her energy with misfortune.
I and Helena, my timid wolf, have been hoping for nine years to meet my mate.
Nine whole years of constant torture and torment.
And we finally met him, we both were so joyous that there was light at the end of our dark tunnel, but we rejoiced too fast. He looked us in the face, Greg looked us in the face and he rejected us. He rejected and humiliated us before the whole clan, what more could be worse than this?
Helena and I had hoped our mate would save us from the cruelty, pain, and maltreatment we go every sunrise through in the pack, but lo and behold, the story is a different one.
My name is Aria, I'm a wolf and this is my story.
I had started experiencing this pain nine years ago after my parents died. My father was the Alpha of our pack, one loved and feared by many, his life cut short by the worlds in sheep clothing.
My parents were involved in a ghastly motor accident and died at the spot. The clan switched from love to hatred, each and every one of them pointed evil fingers at me that I killed her parents.
How right?
That were the exact words that came out raw when I was accused and humiliated in the clan square that fateful night.
Immediately, they found out that I could not shift, they reduced me, a daughter of an alpha, to an Omega, sending me out of the royal quarters to the maid quarters, and the beta took over and became the Alpha of my pack.
Right from that moment to date, I has never known joy. I had been through pain, disgrace, shame, embarrassment, and maltreatment.
Being demoted to an Omega was the greatest insult; the lowest rank for any wolf was the biggest insult to any wolf of high ranking. A daughter of an alpha was turned into a slave, my father would be rolling in his grave.I became the slave of the pack at a very young age.
“Helena, I’m so sorry for putting us through all these. If only I weren't so weak, I could have stood for both of us, I’m so sorry, Helena. I wish I could save us from this terrible life we found ourselves in.” I will always cry in the dark, with so much pain.
“It's fine, Aria. I see everything happening and I understand that none is your fault. I'm so sorry that I can't protect you. If only I could shift and take all your pains away, I would have done that. I'm so sorry Aria.” Helena whimpered in pain.
Helena took it on herself to say kind words to me, she was the one person who didn't turn her back on me.
Nobody has ever seen Helena. I only saw her once before my parents died.
She's a very pure wolf with blue eyes, one so beautiful and without stain.
Oh beautiful Helena.
My parents had instructed me to keep my wolf hidden but they never told me why, I was trained never to question their orders but rather do as they say.
Everyone in the pack thought I didn’t have a wolf and that I couldn't shift. Unknown to them, I had a wolf and could shift.
My wolf and I have just shifted once, and since then, we've never shifted again. Even if we wanted to, we didn't have enough strength to pull through.
As a matter of fact, we are not being fed well enough, and shifting requires great strength.
I crawled to my room, nobody offered to help, I managed to climb on the bed and layed on my stomach, tge pain came afresh, It felt like my lungs were being twisted threatening to cut off in force.
I couldn't lay my hands on what could have caused the pain; whether it was hunger or because Kaida kicked me severally on my stomach. The pain sent signals to my veins, my whole body on fire.
I gathered all the strength in me, standing up weakly and headed towards the cold basement to see if the pain would stop but it got worse.
“I'm tired “
“Oh no I can't take it no more, take my life”. I sobbed profusely.
“I just want to die! I just want to die!’ I cried silently.”
Shortly, the pain subsided and Helena was silent in her head. I was so sad, and Helena was also sad. I touched her stomach and guessed it could be because I haven't taken anything for two days now. I felt sad but a bit happy because the pain had subsided a bit.
Greg and Kaida’s coronation was tomorrow, and I could not bear to see my mate marrying another in my presence. It's going to trigger the pain and that was the least of the things I wanted.
There and then I made the most dangerous decision of my life.
I would abscond.
I would leave to live.
I decided to leave the pack before the coronation for the sake of my sanity and that of Helena.
Now to the big question.
How was she going to escape from the pack without being caught?
Would it be possible to make it out of the pack alive before the coronation?
After the stranger disappeared, the clearing fel silent. The leaves above us barely moved.Lysa eventually lowered her staff, but her posture stayed stiff and alert as if expecting him to reappear at any moment.My heart thudded hard in my chest. I felt the echo of Helena’s growl under my skin. Something about him, the way he talked about me like I was a lost object, the way he mentioned Darius, made my stomach knot.“He knew who I was,” I whispered.“Yes,” Lysa said.My hands trembled. “He shouldn’t. I haven’t seen anyone from Eden since I ran.”“You crossed many borders,” she said. “And word travels far when men like Darius spread it.”I swallowed. My mouth was dry.“Come,” she said. “Let’s go inside and talk with calm minds.”I followed her into the cabin as fear grew inside me, dark, and familiar. But beneath that fear was something new, something sharp.Anger.Pure and hot.I closed the door behind us. Lysa walked to the table and poured water into a wooden cup.“Drink,” she said
A small groan escaped my lips when I tried to sit up the next morning.Helena stirred.‘You pushed hard yesterday,’ she murmured.“I know,” I whispered.I forced myself to stand. My legs shook but held me up.“You’re late,” Lysa called from outside.I found her staring at me with that same calm expression she always wore. Her hair was tied back today, and she held a wooden staff in one hand.“We have work to do,” she said.“I'm ready,” I told her, even though I wasn't.Lysa's gaze softened for a second, like she knew I was lying. But she didn't call it out. Instead, she tossed me a smaller wooden staff.“Today is your first test.”My stomach tightened. "What kind of test?"“One that shows me whether you can protect yourself.”I froze. "Lysa, I don't know how to fight. I barely know how to stand."“That’s why we’re starting simple.” She said, tapping her staff.“Rule number one, I won't hurt you. Rule number two, you try. Even if you look foolish. Even if you fail. Try.”I swallowed.
Lysa didn’t waste time, taking me outside the cabin again in the morning. My arms were still sore from splitting wood, and my legs trembled from all the running I had done. But she didn’t care, and honestly, I didn’t want her to because the pain reminded me that I was still alive. That I hadn’t given up.“Today,” she said, handing me a small bag of herbs, “we start the real work.”I stared at the bag. “What kind of work?”She smiled faintly. “The kind you should have learned long before now. The kind your pack should have taught you.”Those words hurt. Not because they were harsh, but because they were true. I swallowed and nodded, ready for whatever came.“Come,” she said.We walked away from the cabin, and into a wider clearing where the ground was soft with fallen leaves. “First,” Lysa said, stopping in the middle of the clearing, “we steady your breathing. Your wolf is still panicking under your skin.”I looked down at my hands. They were trembling slightly. Not from cold. From
As she walked ahead of me, no rush in her movements, I followed at a slower pace. Being near someone who didn’t flinch at me or want to hurt me just felt weird. Her calm made my nerves feel louder, sharper. After days of running, every little sound put me on edge.“Almost there,” she said. I didn’t respond because my voice still felt stuck in my throat.A few minutes later, we stepped out into a clearing with a small wooden cabin. Nothing fancy. The wood was dark and old, but the roof looked solid. Worn, but not abandoned, like someone lived there but didn’t want visitors. The woman went straight inside. I stopped in the doorway, and waited. For a snare, a weird smell, a sudden attack, anything. But the cabin just sat there, quiet.“Come in,” she called. “Or stay out there until you pass out. Up to you.”That made something tight in my chest loosen a bit. So I stepped inside.And a small fire crackled in the stone fireplace on the left, warming the room. The whole place was one roo
I kept running, as my ribs burned. My throat ached. My wolf, Helena, tried to push forward and help, but she didn’t know how to comfort me. ‘We’re alive’, she whispered. Her voice sounded thin.“Yes,” I said aloud, though my voice cracked. “For now.”I switched back into human form slowly, and let myself cry hard, messy tears. I didn’t cry because I was weak. I cried because everything had finally happened. Everything I feared. Everything I had hoped would never be real.Greg’s voice still rang in my ears.You bring ruin.I reject you.The pack cheering after he hit me. The way Kaida smiled, holding his arm like she had earned him. The way everyone looked at me as if I wasn’t supposed to exist.I don’t know how long I stayed there before my stomach twisted with hunger. It reminded me I couldn’t stay on the ground forever. Beyond the trees, I saw the border between wolf territory and the forgotten human areas of Luneria.I hesitated since it was dangerous for wolves to wander too clo
The moment I crossed the iron gates of the Jordan Pack, my breath caught in my throat.The walls were enormous, crowned with fire-lit torches that flickered against the night.For one foolish, fragile heartbeat, I thought I was safe.But the way they looked at me their eyes cold, sharp, suspicious told me safety didn’t live here either.Inside the courtyard, a meeting was already underway. Warriors and elders filled the open space, their voices echoing under the torchlight. Every head turned when I stepped inside, and suddenly, silence sliced through the air like a blade.“Who is she?” one warrior barked, his hand already gripping the hilt of his sword.“She smells like trouble about to be unleashed,” an elder muttered, his wrinkled lip curling in disgust.Another voice, harsher, spat out the word that made my stomach drop.“A rogue.”The air left my lungs.I wanted to explain, to scream that I wasn’t what they thought that I was born to lead, not destroy. But the words stayed trapped
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