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47. Missing?
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Scar : the rejected Luna 48. Stranded
1 month ago, Katrine's POV: I tossed and turned in bed, struggling to hold on to the last remnants of sleep, as light flooded my surroundings. I sat up, annoyed, only to find myself in a completely unfamiliar environment. I was inside a camel- brown tent, atop a round bed in the center, and surrounded by pillows. I blinked my eyes a few times as I tried to jog my memory, until all the events of last night came rushing back to me.Lexie and I had snuck out from the Apollo pack… she wanted to go see Paul, but we were caught by these rogues… we were gagged and bound, but then Lexie demanded the guards to go and let her see someone named Jonas… and then we were led to this tent, and asked to go to sleep without worrying about anything else… but what did Lexie say to him, that we were given much better accommodations out of the blue?Instead of wracking my own brains, I decided to ask the girl herself. Thinking, I turned around, hoping to find her nearby since she wasn't in bed with me.
Last Updated : 2025-03-15Scar : the rejected Luna 49. Hysteria
1 month ago, Katrine's POV: It was only when I heard the rustling of boots and the crunch of gravel, that I realised I had just shouted at myself, revealing my presence as well as location. Somehow, the survival instinct kicked in and the same legs which had been feeling lifeless a few minutes ago, found the strength to jump up and carry me forward. I was still weak and struggling to pick up speed, using my momentum to propel myself forward. And I could feel that with every passing moment, the ones chasing me were getting closer and closer."Get her! Get that b*tch!""Honestly, do you think she's crazy? Who shouts like that alone?""I don't see anyone with her, which must mean she is pyscho!"Dismissing all their words, I just tried to keep up my speed… however, I didn't know where to run! Wasn't I technically within their camp, so how long was I going to outrun them for? And even if I outran them, their comrades would surely come to their aid! Where would I even run to, I had left t
Last Updated : 2025-03-16Scar : the rejected Luna 50. Bluffing
1 month ago, Katrine's POV: Whoever this idiot named Jonas was, he was surely stubborn. Either that, or he was surely hard of hearing! But even my name is Katrine, and if I have decided that I would speak to him, then nobody can stop me from doing exactly that! With this thought making me immune to all the taunts, I continued, "Jonas, if you can hear me, show me your face, coward!! Which one of you basrards is Jonas?!" "I am." A deep voice rumbled from behind us, and I turned immediately. The guards holding me parted to give way to the owner of that voice, who stepped up as if he owned the bloody place. He had raven black hair that covered his eyes, a five o'clock shadow and was wearing a black trench coat over his black trainer pants. The dumbass was surely trying to pull off a signature Mafia look, and looking utterly ridiculous. I felt all the anger bubble up in my throat as I looked at him, seething with rage. "Leave her." He commanded, and surprisingly enough, the guard
Last Updated : 2025-03-17Scar : the rejected Luna 51. The Engagement Party
Lexie's POV:As I rolled over in my sleep, streching my hand in search of the pillow that I liked to hug, my hand came across something smooth, rigid and warm instead. Was this supposed to be a prank? Has someone replaced my beloved fluffy pillow? And if so, with what? Although my thoughts were egging my curiosity on, I didn't want to open my eyes just yet. That is, until the pillow somehow manifested willpower, and pulled me by my wrist. Wait a darn minute! Since when did that happen? Shocked out of my sleep, I sat upright and turned around, to find Paul gazing at me with sleepy eyes and a sweet smile.'Oh, so there is no sentient pillow after all. Just Paul…'This was my first thought that was accompanied by a sigh of relief, until another thought arrived and knocked it out of the park.'Wait! Paul? In my bed? Again?!'Panicking once more, I shook him awake, thanking my stars that it was still dark outside. That meant he could still sneak out of my room and go into his own, so t
Last Updated : 2025-03-18Scar : the rejected Luna 52. Our future!
With one last look at myself in the mirror, I opened the door to answer the knock. Two of my classmates that I used to be friends with, Suzie and Aurore, had come to visit me before the ceremony and see if I was ready or not. They shrieked excitedly on seeing me, and I smiled shyly while inviting them into my room.Suzie's outfit gave a more warm and joyful vibe, with her one-sided strap embroidered by pearls, giving her a royal look with her red coloured gown with a fishtail design.Aurora's strapless baby pink coloured gown had a feather on the neckline– the left side of her gown was embroidered with diamonds with a slit on it. It was giving a very sexy yet cute look to Aurora, complemented by silver heels and pearl studded earrings and necklace. However, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. My eyes were only searching for my family amongst all the people… where was Micheal? And Dylan would surely have rushed to meet me as soon as he got the invite for the engagement pa
Last Updated : 2025-03-18Scar : the rejected Luna Fear of rejection
While everyone was completely immersed in the party and submerged in the serotonin, Lexie started to roam her eyes all around the venue, trying to memorize each and everyone's happy faces and commit them to memory. She had been through many painful experiences in her life but she was ready to forget all of them and all set for a completely new journey in her life.As her perspective towards life had started to change and now she has started to see more happiness in every situation, more colors in every palate, more flowers in every garden and more rays of sunshine in the sky of her life.Everything had started to become perfect… just perfect in her life. She had once again started to believe that she was blessed with everything– love, family, friends, happiness, fame and strength as well!The confidence that she had lost because of Nate, the fear she had to live with… the pain she had gone through in her life because of her past, everything had started to fade away. And all this was
Last Updated : 2025-03-19Scar : the rejected Luna A Note for you! ^ㅁ^
Hello dear readers!!Have you all found your someone special or hoping to meet them soon? Or have you had some bitter experiences like Lexie in the past? I just want to tell you all that no matter what has happened… always remember that you all are very special to me! So always be happy and stay positive: a bad day doesn't mean a bad life… it's just a phase and you all will get through it!Please comment and let me know how you are liking the book so far… your comments are my motivation for creation. I hope you stay happy and hydrated! ❤️See you in the next chapter...
Last Updated : 2025-03-20Scar : the rejected Luna 54. Who's your friend?
After all that Abby had ever done with Lexie, she should never have been concerned about her. Then, getting bothered because of her pain was something that Lexie should never even think about.But she would be the biggest hypocrite alive in this world, if she didn't care about the condition in which Abby was in. Because just a few moments ago, she was arguing in her mind that no one should ever go through the pain of rejection that she had gone through.But now, Abby was standing right in front of her and was going through the same pain she was concerned about… she was well aware of the fact that Abby used to like Paul a lot, and all this jealousy of hers was probably rooted in this reason only. Why else would she have changed so much, when they used to be good friends in their childhood.She was going to make everything okay once again...They were going to be friends once again, as it's all just a matter of time and some misunderstandings that had drawn such extreme lines between t
Last Updated : 2025-03-20
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Scar : the rejected Luna 116. Lost
Lexie's POV:I opened my eyes, only to find that the world was still covered with the veil of darkness.The throbbing in my head was making it difficult to blink, but a gasp slipped out of my mouth as I became aware of my surroundings. My body screamed in protest as I managed to push myself up from the damp earth, groaning as the pain shooting through every limb, intensified. My palms stung from scratches, and my clothes were torn, soaked with sweat and something sticky, warm and dark– blood. There was no one around me.No bodies, no voices. Just the hum of night creatures and the rustling of leaves above.I was alone.It was probably midnight, or later. A few hours since we had been ambushed and… no, Lexie. Make sure of where you are first. Forcing myself to take a sharp breathe. The stars offered little comfort with their presence as I tried to find my bearings, but I didn’t dare turn back. I couldn’t go back where our car was supposed to be. The store, that clearing, the clif
Scar : the rejected Luna 115. Paul...
Lexie's POV:“Jonas!”His name tore from my throat as I stumbled forward, blood still ringing in my ears.I knew it was him. Despite the years we spent apart, I was confident I would have known him. That tall, broad back like our dad's; the rigid and fast walk like he was constantly hiding something behind his mask. But he didn’t turn around, not even once. “Jonas!” I screamed again, louder this time. I didn't care if I sounded desperate, I needed him to respond.But still, there was nothing. No flinch. No pause. He was just gone.And suddenly, I wasn't so sure anymore. My brother would have heard my cries, he would never hurt me and my mate like this… that's not Jonas, it can't be, right?My little brother… the boy I used to carry on my back when he scraped his knee, the one I smuggled extra sweets to, under the dinner table… he couldn't be the one walking away from me right now. He couldn't be the man who had disappeared between the pines without so much as a backward glance i
Scar : the rejected Luna 114. Stay close!
Lexie's POV:It was finally time to leave our little bubble of paradise. Paul and I had spent every second of the past week wrapped up in each other, tangled in white sheets and sun kissed sand, laughing, teasing, dancing under moonlight. But now, this trip back home was supposed to be the quiet end to a perfect honeymoon, with my memories filled with yacht rides, ocean breeze and lazy afternoons.We had been driving for hours when we spotted a lonely convenience store in the middle of nowhere– the paint outside was chipping, the neon sign was turned on and flickering even in the evening. I raised my gaze, shielding my eyes with my hand. “One last pit stop?”Paul murmured, kissing my knuckles before pulling into the gravel lot. “Elrick’s Go_ds” was written in peeling red letters. One of the letters was missing, but the location was still quite charming. “Want me to go?” I asked, unbuckling my seatbelt.Paul leaned across to kiss my cheek. “I’ll pump the gas. You grab the snac
Scar : the rejected Luna 113. Stars
Lexie’s POVThe world outside our window was still dark, but a hint of morning clung to the edges of the horizon. Paul's breathing was still ragged, his forehead damp against mine. We were tangled in the sheets, our bodies slick with sweat and love. His heartbeat thumped against my chest, strong and steady, as if it had finally found its rhythm.He brushed a kiss to my temple, his hand caressing my back slowly, fingers splayed like he was trying to memorize every inch of me. “You okay?” he whispered, voice low and hoarse.“Mmm,” I hummed, too blissed out to form words. I curled into his warmth, nuzzling his neck, where his scent still lingered. “I’ve never been better.”His fingers were soft as they traced idle circles into my lower back, and even though his body was spent, I could feel the way he still wanted to stay connected.He shifted after a moment, gently pulling out with a wince and a groan. I whined at the emptiness. He laughed softly and kissed my nose.“Come here, love…”
Scar : the rejected Luna 112. Wife*
Lexie’s POV:The moment he sat inside the car, I leaned over, hooking my right leg over his thigh and kisser him with all I had. Paul was stunned for a few moments before he responded, his lips moving against mine for a few moments before I pulled back, bringing my lips near his ears, just like he had been teasing me all night. “You like when they call me Mrs. Paul, right? Then I'll show you what it's like to be your wife, daddy…”It didn't take us more than five minutes to reach our mansion, and it wasn't a surprise to me, since I had been straddling his lap all the way back. There was excitement, anticipation and a little bit of fear in Paul's eyes as I closed the door behind me. “Hi, husband…” I grinned, pushing him onto the plush chair by the window, the moonlight casting silver trails over his skin.“Hey, wife,” he murmured back, voice already darkening with need.His eyes burned into mine as I straddled him, my knees on either side of his strong thighs. I could feel the he
Scar : the rejected Luna 111. Dinner*
Lexie's POV:The southern Alpha’s estate was everything I imagined: ornate but not ostentatious, steeped in age-old tradition with ivy-covered walls, torch-lit gardens, and the scent of orange blossoms lingering in the warm evening air. Gold-lined lanterns floated in the courtyard pool as we arrived, and the staff greeted us with bows deep enough to impress even royalty from the North. Alpha Rian and Luna Alina stood at the top of the marble steps, radiating the composed elegance of true leadership. “Alpha Paul, Luna Lexie! Thank you for honouring us with your presence.”I gave a respectful nod, while Paul offered a grin that was both polite and perfectly confident. “We’re grateful for the invitation. It's been a beautiful week here.”Luna Alina gave me a knowing smile, eyes crinkling. “You both look like the holiday has been treating you very well.”Paul’s fingers brushed lightly against the small of my back. “Couldn’t be better!”He replied, and I bit back a smile. We were esco
Scar : the rejected Luna 110. Memories
The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a beautiful golden glow over the southern territories. The yacht Paul had rented glided gently across the shimmering waves, anchored now just off the private cove they had claimed as their temporary paradise. Lexie leaned against the polished railing, the sea breeze toying with strands of her hair, her eyes half-lidded in peace as she watched the horizon stretch endlessly before them. This had quickly become her favorite time of the day… and the thought of leaving this place was beginning to bug her slowly. As if reading her mind, Paul emerged from the cabin, shirt unbuttoned, a drink in one hand and that irrepressible smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “There you are, Mrs. Paul!”His voice was bubbly and affectionate, the nickname rolling off his tongue like it belonged to her as much as the sea belonged to the sky.Lexie smiled, turning toward him. “You have been calling me that all week.”“And I’m never going to stop.” He handed he
Scar : the rejected Luna 109. Strawberries and Sin
Paul's POV:It was a Saturday afternoon, the kind that wrapped around your skin just right. The sun was warm on my shoulders, but the breeze kept her from sweating. The crisp air fluttered my skirt and teased my collarbone through the loose neckline of my t-shirt… well, Paul's t-shirt that I had declared as my own. Paul and I had wandered down to the market after breakfast, lazily strolling hand in hand past flower vendors, spice carts, and tables piled high with sun-ripened fruit. The market was buzzing with life; vendors calling out the sweetness of their fruit, kids tugging at their parents’ hands, and it lifted my mood even further. If this was how life was supposed to look like, I was finally starting to feel glad that I survived long enough to reach here. Bright red strawberries caught my eye, and I stopped at a wooden cart stacked high with plump, red berries, and my hand reached for one before I could stop myself. I pressed it between my fingers and it gave just slightly,
Scar : the rejected Luna 108. Edge of Ecstacy*
Lexie’s POV:I dropped the rose; I didn't need it anymore. My eyes followed the outline of his cock, stirring under the silky fabric.I bit my lip, breath catching slightly as I grazed my lips over the swelling ridges, making him grow harder with each light, teasing stroke. A pleased, throaty sound escaped his chest, and I pressed my palm against him. His hips moved instinctively, his eyes falling close due to pleasure as his lips parted with the hint of a moan.I leaned in and brushed my mouth over his chest. “Still feeling sleepy, my love?”“No, but… damn.”He rasped, voice low and rough, “that’s one hell of a way to be woken.”Slipping lower under the sheets.“If you like it, I have some more ideas…”He looked down at me, and the moment our eyes locked, something shifted. Heat surged between us like a spark to dry leaves. He rested back with a groan, one arm behind his head, completely surrendering.I kissed along his abdomen, moving lower, letting my hair fall around him as I s
