Luna's Rejection: Draven's Dirty Secret

BUTTERCUP “Harder Draven, don’t you dare hold back tonight,” I said.I gasped the words against his neck as he pinned me to the wall in the side room, my legs wrapped tight around his waist. His large arms gripped my thighs and his fingers were digging in just right. The full moon was already pulling at him, making his silver eyes glow hotter than usual.“You’re mine, Buttercup,” he growled low, his voice was rough like gravel. “Say it again.”“I’m yours,” I moaned, my nails scraping down his bare back. “Only yours.”He thrust deep, stealing my breath. The music from the main hall thumped through the walls, but all I could hear was his ragged breathing and the slapping sound our bodies produced. He kissed me like he was starving, biting my bottom lip, then soothing it with his tongue. For two years, these stolen moments kept me alive. The ruthless Alpha who ran the whole damn city turned gentle only for me. Or at least that’s what I believed.“Fuck, you feel so good,” he muttered aga

BUTTERCUP I sat there on that damn couch, my legs still trembling and his words ringing in my ears. “I’m sorry, little one.” The door had barely closed behind Draven before I jumped up. My dress was wrinkled, my thighs sticky, and my chest felt like someone had punched a hole right through it. I couldn’t stay here, not in this mansion. Not even for an extra second.I wiped my face, fixed my hair the best I could, and marched toward the door. “Screw this. I’m leaving here.”My hand had just touched the handle when the door flew open. Draven stood there, breathing hard like he’d run back. His messy black hair was even more messed up from my fingers. Those silver eyes locked on me with that intense look that always made my knees weak.“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, his voice was low and dangerous.“Away from you,” I snapped, trying to push past him. “I’m done being your dirty little secret, Draven. Move, please.”He didn’t move. Instead, he stepped inside and shut the

“Well, well, well...” Seraphina said again, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. “Am I interrupting the show?”I froze under Draven, my dress still bunched around my waist, his body covering mine as heat rushed to my face as I tried to push him off. “Get off me.”Draven sat up fast, shielding me with his body. “Seraphina. This isn’t the time.”She laughed, leaning against the doorframe like she owned the whole mansion. She's tall, elegant, with that sleek black hair and icy blue eyes that looked at me like I was dirt on her shoe. “Oh please. The whole pack is downstairs waiting for their new Luna and here you are, balls deep in your little human toy again. How charming.”“Shut your mouth,” I snapped, yanking my dress up and sliding off the bed. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. “This has nothing to do with you.”Seraphina’s smirk grew wider. “Everything about him has to do with me now, sweetie. I’m his fated mate. You’re just the warm hole he uses when he feels guilty about his daddy

BUTTERCUP A rival wolf burst through the door, snarling with teeth bared, and his eyes were locked right on me.Draven moved faster than I could blink. He shoved me behind him and shifted halfway, his claws were out as he slammed into the attacker. “Stay back!”The two wolves crashed into the wall, growling and snapping. I grabbed a lamp and smashed it over the rival’s head when he got too close. Draven finished him with a brutal slash across the throat which made blood splash across the floor.He turned to me, breathing hard, with his half-opened eyes still glowing. “Are you okay?”I nodded, my heart racing. “Yeah. But this is exactly why I need to leave, Draven. Your world is going to kill me.”More shouts echoed down the hall. The lockdown held, but the fighting continued outside. Draven pulled me into a safer inner chamber and locked us in. His hands were still bloody when he cupped my face.“You’re not leaving. Not ever because if you do, you'll die. How many times do you want m

BUTTERCUP I heard the door shut behind Draven and finally let myself fall apart.Sobs tore out of my throat as I slid down the wall and my knees hitting the cold floor. “Why won’t you just let me go?” I whispered to the empty room. My body still ached from him, his scent still clung to my skin, but he had walked away again while I cried.Minutes later, the door opened. I quickly wiped my face, expecting Draven, but it wasn’t him.Seraphina walked in with three other women. All of which were tall, beautiful werewolves dressed in expensive clothes. The one on her left had short red hair and a mean smile. The middle one had dark curls and sharp eyes. The last had platinum blonde hair and looked like she enjoyed hurting people.“Well, look what we have here,” Seraphina said softly, closing the door behind them. “The Alpha’s favorite little human whore is crying again.”I stood up slowly with my back straight even though my legs felt weak. “Get out. This isn’t your room.”The red-haired o