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CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR: DENIAL

Author: Elle writes
last update publish date: 2026-06-14 05:21:01
Selene was found in the old storage rooms.

Ethan led the search himself, his jaw tight, his hand on the hilt of his sword. She was not hiding in the shadows or cowering behind crates. She was standing near the far wall with her back straight and her chin lifted, as if she had simply been inspecting the supplies. Her gown was immaculate. Her hair was perfectly pinned. The gold clasp at her throat gleamed in the torchlight.

"Luna." Ethan's voice was cold. "The Alpha requests your presence in t
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    Aria slept little that night. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Audra's face. She remembered the warmth of her daughter in her arms, the tiny fingers wrapped around her hair, the sleepy smile that had almost made her forget where they were. When dawn broke over the Lycan Palace, she was already awake. A gentle knock sounded at her chamber door. "It is time." Lady Elyra's calm voice carried through the room. Aria rose immediately. She had changed into a simple training outfit the palace attendants had left for her during the night. It was practical, allowing her to move freely, though she disliked wearing clothing chosen for her. She opened the door. Lady Elyra stood waiting, dressed as elegantly as ever. "Good morning, Lady Aria." Aria skipped the greeting. "Can we make this fast? I need to see my daughter.” "You will." The King already gave his word." Aria searched the older woman's face for any sign of deception. Finding none, she stepped into the corridor. "I hope

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY: A MOTHER’S EMBRACE

    The throne room doors continued to open. Every heartbeat felt louder than the last. Aria's eyes never left the widening gap. Then she saw him. Cassian stepped through the doorway, his movements steady as ever. Walking beside him was a young woman dressed in the attire of a royal nurse. Cradled securely in her arms was a tiny bundle wrapped in a soft cream blanket embroidered with silver thread. Aria's breath caught. The world around her disappeared. The throne, the Lycan King, the towering hall, it all disappeared. Only the child in the nurse's arms. The nurse slowed as she approached the center of the hall. She looked toward King Vaelric, waiting silently for his instruction. Vaelric gave a single nod. "You may proceed." The nurse walked forward. The moment she was close enough, Aria crossed the remaining distance. "My baby..." Her voice trembled. The nurse gently placed the little girl into her waiting arms. The instant Audra settled against her mother's chest, Aria wrap

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY NINE: THE LYCAN KING 2

    The throne hall fell silent. Aria stood at the foot of the obsidian dais, her gaze fixed on the man seated upon the ancient throne. He did not move. Neither did she. For what felt like an eternity, they simply watched one another. The amber flames burning within the bronze braziers crackled softly, their light dancing across the polished black floor. At last, Aria broke the silence. "Where is my daughter?" Her voice echoed through the vast hall again. King Vaelric rested one hand upon the carved arm of the throne. His molten gold eyes never left hers. "She is within the palace." Relief swept through Aria before she forced it back down. "Take me to her." "No." The answer was calm. Without hesitation or apology. Aria's jaw tightened. "You had her taken." "Yes." "You knew I would come after her." "I did." "And yet you refuse to let me see her." Vaelric remained composed. "You will see her." "When?" "When our audience has concluded." Aria let out a quiet, bitter laug

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  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVEN: THE LYCAN PALACE

    The carriage rolled to a slow stop at the foot of the palace steps. For a brief moment, neither Aria nor the messenger moved. Outside, the sound of boots striking polished stone echoed through the courtyard. The carriage door opened. A royal guard stood waiting, one hand resting over his chest as he bowed. "My Lady." Aria stepped down without acknowledging the greeting. The cold mountain air brushed against her face as her eyes swept across the palace grounds. Guards stood in perfect formation from the courtyard to the towering entrance. Palace attendants moved quietly along the marble walkways, each carrying out their duties with practiced precision. No one stopped to stare or whisper. Yet Aria could feel their eyes following her. She ignored them. There was only one person she wanted to see. She turned to the messenger. "Take me to my daughter." There was no waiting or hesitation. Only a mother desperate to see her child. The messenger met her gaze. "She is safe." "I did

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX: THE KINGDOM TIME FORGOT

    The carriage rolled steadily through the northern mountains. Neither of its occupants spoke. The silence was broken only by the steady rhythm of the horses' hooves and the creaking of wooden wheels against the uneven road. Aria sat with her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Audra's silver bracelet still resting between her fingers. She traced its delicate pattern over and over again, as though doing so would somehow shorten the distance between them. Nova lay unusually still. The white wolf hadn't spoken in hours. Every heartbeat carried the same thought. “Audra.“ The road became steeper. The towering pine trees gradually gave way to jagged cliffs dusted with snow, while thick clouds drifted lazily around the mountain peaks. The farther they traveled, the heavier the air became. It settled over Aria's shoulders like an invisible weight. Nova slowly lifted her head. “We're close.“ The is overwhelming here. Not the overwhelming Alpha aura she was familiar with. The c

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN: THE WHISPERS

    The training yard was cold and pack, the sun barely cresting the mountains. Frost clung to the grass, and the breath of the warriors misted in the air as they paired off for morning drills. But it wasn't the cold that had the warriors murmuring. It was the Alpha and the wolfless girl. Rowan stood

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER FORTY SIX: THE STUDY

    Aria had finished the porridge. She washed her face in the basin and stood in front of the small mirror and looked at the girl with the silver eyes and told herself she was ready. The study door was open. Rowan stood near the window, his arms crossed. Lois sat in the chair by the desk, a scroll un

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER FORTY FOUR: THE DOOR BETWEEN THEM

    Lois looked at Rowan in the wreckage of his study. The scrolls still lay scattered across the floor. The candles had burned out and the was had hardened in pale pools on the stone. Rowan sat in his chair, his head bowed, his hands motionless on his knees. "How long are you going to sit here?"

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER FORTY THREE: THE DISCOVERY

    Just has Nyssa had told her in her room. She still continued told her again on their way down the mountain. "He came to me this morning, he wants you to have some good clothes, the house funds will cover it. And he said I should make sure you ate something that you might like, anything." She had gri

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