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Rejected by the alpha, claimed by his brother 013: Damon’s Desperation
Selene’s POVThe ballroom fell unnervingly silent.A hall meant for music, moonlit celebration, and pack unity now vibrated with tension two Alpha heirs standing on opposite ends of the same wound.Damon, with fury blazing in his eyes.Aric, smirking like chaos wrapped in silk.“A lot has happened, Damon,” Aric said, voice soft but carrying clearly through the open hall. “Don’t create a scene here. Your reputation is already bleeding. Don’t make it worse.”Damon either didn’t hear himor didn’t care.“She is my Luna,” Damon snapped, voice cracking through the silence like a whip.“You don’t touch my Luna!”Aric’s smirk widened dangerous, wicked, taunting.“Or else what, little brother? What will you do if I touch her?”Gasps rippled across the ballroom.Wolves stiffened.Some instinctively bowed their heads, as if the air itself had grown teeth.Damon took a step forward, fists shaking.“Oh, I see now,” he spat. “You want back what you lost. You’re trying to slither your way into the
Rejected by the alpha, claimed by his brother 012: Fire and silk
Selene’s POVThe Moon Court’s ballroom shimmered with goldlight and hanging crystals, a sacred hall crafted to impress the packs. Music floated through the air low drums beneath strings an ancient rhythm meant to mimic a heartbeat.But the moment Aric stopped in front of me, every sound faded.His eyes caught mine steady, knowing, unbearably familiar.“How have you been?” he asked, voice pitched low, meant for my ears and no one else’s.I exhaled slowly. “Fine.”A useless lie.A fragile shield.And he saw right through it, the way no one else bothered to.I tried to look away, but Aric tilted his head slightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips—the kind that always made my wolf stir.“Dance with me.”My chest tightened. “Here?”“Why not?”My gaze flicked to the watching eyes Alphas, Lunas, warriors, nobles. They had already made me a spectacle. A rejected Luna. A broken bond. A story whispered in hallways and dens.And yet…“Yes,” I breathed.He extended his hand. I placed mine in it—
Rejected by the alpha, claimed by his brother 011: the king Hand
Selene’s POVThe moment I stepped into the Bloodmoon Throne Hall, the air shifted.Conversations died mid-sentence. Music stumbled. Wolves who had spent their lives mastering composure forgot how to breathe.For a heartbeat, the entire room—the nobles, the Elders, the ranked wolves, the courtiers—simply stared.And then the whispers began.Some offered polite smiles, their eyes glittering with thinly veiled curiosity.Others sneered openly, the wolves loyal to Queen Ivana, their lips curling back like they could already scent scandal on my skin.I walked forward, head high, shoulders squared, emerald silk flowing behind me like a living flame.I would not bow. Not tonight.Not ever again.But beneath the cool mask, my pulse thrummed like a trapped creature.The chandeliers cast golden light over polished obsidian floors. The air was thick with perfume, dominance, politics, and lies.Tonight wasn’t a gala.It was an execution arena.And I was the spectacle they had all come to see.My
Rejected by the alpha, claimed by his brother 010: Rumors and Roses
Selene’s POVFour moons.That was how long I’d been gone from the packhouse. Four moons since I’d walked out of the Alpha’s wing and left behind the life everyone believed I would crawl back to.And for those four nights, my communicator crystal hadn’t stopped pulsing.Damon called at dawn, dusk, midnight. His voice broke through the static, raw and pleading, his pride stripped bare.“Selene, please. Just answer me.”“You know I love you. You know I never betrayed you.”“Lyra meant nothing. The pups— they don’t change what we have.”He even sent written messages through the bond—apologies, declarations, desperate promises.I didn’t answer any of them.More than once, my claws itched to reach for the crystal, to tell him what his betrayal had carved out of me. But I stopped myself every time.Because deep down, I hadn’t expected him to care this much.He hadn’t been this desperate when I’d bled through my miscarriages alone. He hadn’t been this attentive when he’d missed our healer app
Rejected by the alpha, claimed by his brother 009: Thr Alpha shadow
Selene’s POVThe villa doors yawed open before we even crossed the threshold. Two attendants stood in the entry, bowing as if they’d been waiting on my arrival all evening. Their faces were composed; their eyes betrayed the curiosity of those who know more than they dare say.“Welcome, Luna,” the taller one murmured. “We’ve prepared your chamber.”Of course they had.Aric had called ahead.Even here — in this private refuge that promised anonymity — his presence lingered like a scent. I was breathing because of his choice. I was alive, at least for the moment, because he’d decided I should be. That thought pressed into me with a weight I couldn’t decide if I liked or feared.Diana and I drifted past marble floors and glass walls into a house that felt built from restraint and taste. High ceilings arched above, warm lantern light softened the edges, and the gardens beyond gleamed in discreet pools of silver. Nothing ostentatious. Everything deliberate. Aric’s world: power that didn’t s
Rejected by the alpha, claimed by his brother 008: Exile in silk
Selene’s POVThe engine’s low hum filled the night, steady and hollow like a heartbeat in a crypt.“Where to, Luna?” the driver asked, glancing at me through the rearview mirror. His tone was careful—deferential—but I caught the flicker of pity in his eyes.Where to?For the first time in my life, I had no answer.The city beyond the glass blurred into ribbons of light—wolves laughing outside taverns, children chasing each other through alleys, mates walking hand in hand beneath the silver moon. Ordinary lives. Lives untouched by thrones, by bonds, by betrayal. Lives I had never known.My father’s voice echoed through my head:I can’t shelter you, Selene. I swore fealty to Queen Ivana.Translation: You’re on your own.The truth hit harder than claws to the heart. I had no den. No pack. No plan. Every part of my existence had been curated by rank and bloodlines—my path written in moonlight ink long before I was born.Was I foolish to walk away? Reckless?Maybe.But the thought of Damon
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