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CHAPTER 15: THE STORM PREPARES
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The growl came from directly outside the diner window.I froze, my coffee mug halfway to my lips, as a massive shadow moved past the glass. Too large to be a dog. Too purposeful to be anything but a hunter.They found me."Elena?" The security guard followed my gaze, his face paling. "Is that—"The window exploded inward.Glass sprayed across the diner as a wolf—massive, dark-furred, eyes glowing amber—crashed through. The waitress screamed. The old man in the corner booth dove for cover.And I ran.Not toward the door. That was where more wolves would be waiting, cutting off the obvious escape. Instead, I bolted toward the back, toward the kitchen, toward the emergency exit I had spotted when we first entered.The security guard shouted something behind me. The wolf snarled, its claws scraping against linoleum as it gave chase.I hit the kitchen door at full speed, sending it flying open. The cook looked up from his grill, startled. I didn't stop to explain. Just kept running, past s
Rejected Luna of the Mafia Alpha CHAPTER 16: RELEASE THE HOUNDS
The howls began before dawn.I heard them while I was still in the water, clinging to the log that had kept me from drowning. The current had slowed as the ravine widened into a calmer stream, and I had managed to drag myself onto the muddy bank just as the first gray light touched the eastern sky.The howls were sharp, eager, excited.The sound of hunters who had found their prey's trail.The sound of wolves who loved the chase more than the kill.I pushed myself upright, my body screaming in protest. Everything hurt—my lungs, my legs, my arms, my ribs. The water had battered me against rocks and branches, leaving new bruises on top of old ones. My thin nightdress was shredded, barely covering me anymore. My feet were torn and bleeding.But I was alive.And they were coming.I ran harder, forcing my exhausted body to move. Rain still fell in sheets, though the storm had weakened slightly with the approaching dawn. My lungs burned with each gasping breath. Branches tore at my exposed
Rejected Luna of the Mafia Alpha CHAPTER 15: THE STORM PREPARES
Thunder rolled overhead as night fell.I sat in my cell, the rusted nail clutched in my bleeding palm, and listened to the world prepare for my death.The storm had been building all day. First just distant clouds on the horizon, then a gradual darkening of the sky, then the first fat drops of rain hitting the packhouse roof. Now it was a full tempest—wind howling through the corridors, rain lashing against stone, thunder shaking the very foundations of the building.Perfect weather for an accident.Perfect weather for a prisoner to attempt escape and meet an unfortunate end.Perfect weather for murder disguised as tragedy.The guards stationed outside my cell were getting restless. I could hear them shifting, muttering to each other, their voices carrying down the corridor."How much longer?" one asked."Few more hours," his companion replied. "Alpha said to wait until the storm peaks. Make it look natural.""Nasty business.""It is what it is." The sound of liquid sloshing. A bottle
Rejected Luna of the Mafia Alpha CHAPTER 14: A MERCY VISIT
"I wanted to see you one last time," Bianca said sweetly, her voice echoing softly in the stone corridor.She moved with that effortless grace she had always possessed, every step calculated and perfect. Even here, in the dim torchlight of the prison corridor, she looked beautiful. Untouchable. Like something out of a dream.Or a nightmare.She crouched in front of the bars, bringing herself to my eye level. Close enough that I could see the satisfaction gleaming in her eyes. Far enough that I couldn't reach her through the spelled iron."How are you holding up?" she asked, her tone suggesting genuine concern. Like she actually cared. Like she wasn't the architect of my destruction.I didn't answer. Just stared at her, trying to understand how we had gotten here. How the girl I had grown up with, shared a home with, called sister—had become this."Not talking?" Bianca tilted her head. "That is unlike you. You always had so much to say. So many protests. So many desperate explanations
Rejected Luna of the Mafia Alpha CHAPTER 13: UNANIMOUS
They voted without hesitation."Aye," Elder Frost had said."Aye," Elder Chen had agreed."Aye," Adrian had confirmed, his voice steady and cold."Aye," my father had finished, sealing my fate with a single word.Not one voice dissented except Hawthorne's, and his objection meant nothing against the unified front of the others.Four votes for execution. One against. The decision was final.I stayed pressed against the wall in the corridor, my chains cold against my wrists, listening as they discussed the logistics of my death like they were planning a dinner party."The method?" Elder Chen asked."Traditional," Marcus replied. "Throat cutting. Quick. Clean. Respectful, despite the crime."Respectful. They were going to murder me and call it respectful."When?" Elder Frost questioned."Tomorrow night," Marcus said. "During the storm."I watched the shadows of their feet through the crack beneath the door. Saw them shift and move as wolves stood, prepared to leave, satisfied with their
Rejected Luna of the Mafia Alpha CHAPTER 12: DISCUSSED IN MY ABSENCE
They didn't bring me to the meeting.The guards came for me at dawn, dragging me from the cell with rough hands and iron chains that bit into my wrists. I thought they were taking me to the trial. That I would at least be present for my own judgment.I was wrong.They hauled me up the stone stairs, through corridors I barely recognized in my exhausted state, and then stopped in a shadowed alcove near the council chambers. Close enough to hear. Far enough that no one inside would see me."Stay here," one guard ordered, shoving me against the wall. "Don't move. Don't speak. If you make a sound, you will regret it."Then they left me there, chained and hidden, while they went inside to join the others.I pressed myself against the cold stone, my wrists chained in front of me, and listened from the shadows of the lower corridor as pack elders argued about my fate like I wasn't even alive.Like I was already dead."The evidence is clear," Alpha Marcus's voice carried through the partially
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