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CHAPTER TEN - Smoke and Shadows

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The first snowfall came quietly in the night.

By morning, the rogue lands were cloaked in white, the jagged trees softened by a blanket of frost. Evelyn stood on the porch of the cabin, arms folded over her chest as she watched flakes swirl through the air like ghostly dancers. The world looked deceptively peaceful.

She didn’t trust it.

Behind her, Ronan was sharpening a blade, the rhythmic scrape of metal against stone somehow comforting in its consistency. Everything about him was methodical—
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    The gates of Silvercrest stood tall and unmoving, just as Evelyn remembered them—but this time, they didn't look like prison bars. They looked like the doors of a challenge she was ready to face.The guards at the entrance, both warriors she once trained with, stiffened as she approached. Their gazes flicked between her and Damien, then landed on the boy trailing quietly behind them.One of the guards—Marcus—cleared his throat. “Alpha Damien… Evelyn.” He hesitated, then dipped his head respectfully. “Welcome back.”Damien gave a curt nod. Evelyn met Marcus's eyes for a beat longer than necessary. His face was cautious, but not hostile. It was a start.They passed through the gates in silence, the quiet thrum of early morning filling the air. The sun crested just above the tree line, casting golden light across the clearing and rooftops of the pack village. Smoke rose from chimneys, and the scent of fresh bread and pine needles lingered in the air.Evelyn's heart ached. She looked arou

  • His Rejected Luna   CHAPTER FIFTEEN – The Bond They Can’t Break

    The cave loomed ahead like the gaping mouth of a monster.Evelyn crouched behind the thick brush, her breathing even, controlled. But inside, her wolf Selene snarled, agitated. The pull of dark magic vibrated in the air, unnatural and cold.Beside her, Damien was utterly still, his eyes narrowed as he scanned the entrance. Around them, the dawn painted the horizon in shades of bruised purple and gray—an eerie prelude to the battle brewing just beyond the ridge.“They’re inside,” Evelyn murmured.Damien nodded. “I count three witches at the entrance. And more inside, judging from the energy I feel.”Evelyn glanced back at the frightened boy they had rescued the night before. He stood a few paces behind, wrapped in a cloak too big for his small frame, trembling but alert.“They’ll kill me if they see me again,” he whispered.“You’ll stay here,” Evelyn said gently. “Out of sight. We’ll handle the rest.”He gave a shaky nod and crouched behind a tree, out of view.Evelyn turned to Damien.

  • His Rejected Luna   CHAPTER FOURTEEN -Echoes Of The Bond

    The full moon hung low in the sky, a glowing sentinel that cast Silvercrest in a pale, silvery glow. Nightfall usually brought a strange calm to the pack, but tonight, the energy was different—charged, restless. Even the wind seemed to whisper warnings as it swept through the trees.Evelyn stood on the balcony of the guest quarters, overlooking the courtyard where young warriors practiced under the watch of Kendall and the head guard. Her arms were folded over her chest, and Aria stirred quietly within her."He’s still bonded to us," Aria murmured. "Even if he broke the claim."Evelyn closed her eyes briefly. She didn’t want to think about Damien right now. Not the heat in his stare during training. Not the way his voice had softened when he admitted Selena wasn’t his mate. Not the ache she felt when he stood too close, smelling like rain and regret.She shook herself. The past was a wound—one she couldn’t afford to rip open again.A knock at her door pulled her from her thoughts.“It

  • His Rejected Luna   CHAPTER THIRTEEN - Rising Storm

    The late afternoon sun bathed the forest path in warm amber light as Evelyn walked the familiar trail toward the cottage she once called home. Every step crunched against the old stones, every breath tasted of pine and memory. The wind rustled through the tall oaks above her, whispering secrets from a life she had buried deep in the shadows of her heart.This wasn’t the kind of return she had imagined. Not triumphant, not planned—just necessary. Her feet had carried her back to Silvercrest after years of exile, but her heart had guided her here—to the woman who had loved her before anyone else had the chance to break her.The small stone cottage appeared through the trees like a quiet memory. It was exactly as she remembered: the ivy still clung to the walls, the wooden gate slightly crooked, and the small windows glowed faintly from within. Smoke curled from the chimney, just like it had when she was a girl.Evelyn hesitated at the gate. Her fingers trembled against the rough wood.S

  • His Rejected Luna   CHAPTER TWELVE - A Mother's Embrace

    The late afternoon sun bathed the forest path in warm amber light as Evelyn walked the familiar trail toward the cottage she once called home. Every step crunched against the old stones, every breath tasted of pine and memory. The wind rustled through the tall oaks above her, whispering secrets from a life she had buried deep in the shadows of her heart.This wasn’t the kind of return she had imagined. Not triumphant, not planned—just necessary. Her feet had carried her back to Silvercrest after years of exile, but her heart had guided her here—to the woman who had loved her before anyone else had the chance to break her.The small stone cottage appeared through the trees like a quiet memory. It was exactly as she remembered: the ivy still clung to the walls, the wooden gate slightly crooked, and the small windows glowed faintly from within. Smoke curled from the chimney, just like it had when she was a girl.Evelyn hesitated at the gate. Her fingers trembled against the rough wood.Sh

  • His Rejected Luna   CHAPTER ELEVEN - Whispers In The Dark

    The morning after her return felt surreal.Evelyn woke up in her childhood bedroom than she remembered, but somehow untouched by time. The faded lilac curtains still swayed gently in the breeze, and the worn dresser was exactly how she’d left it. The scent of pinewood and the faint aroma of her old lavender perfume clung to the walls, like a memory refusing to fade.It felt like she’d stepped back into someone else’s life.She sat up, brushing the sleep from her eyes. The last two days replayed like a slow, burning movie in her head. The near-death escape. The journey. Ronan’s quiet loyalty. The look in Kendall’s eyes when he realized his little sister was alive. And now… she was here. In Silvercrest.Home? No. This wasn’t home anymore. Not yet.She dressed in quiet resolve, pulling on a black long-sleeve top and dark jeans—clothes easy to move in, fight in, run in, if needed. She braided her hair, tightened the laces on her boots, and stepped into the hallway.Ronan and Kendall were a

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