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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY: A MOTHER’S EMBRACE

Author: Elle writes
last update publish date: 2026-07-06 01:15:58

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
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  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY THREE: AWAKENING

    Darkness clung to Aria like a heavy blanket.Somewhere in the distance…She heard a faint voice. “…My Lady.” Another voice followed. “She’s waking up.” Aria’s eyelids fluttered. The sunlight pouring through the windows forced her to close them again. Her head throbbed. Every muscle in her body ached. Slowly, she opened her eyes once more. The familiar ceiling of her chamber came into view. She was still here in the lycan palace. “My Lady.” Lady Elyra appeared beside the bed, relief washing across her usually composed face. “You’re finally awake.” Aria blinked, trying to clear the haze clouding her thoughts. Then… Her eyes widened. The parchment. She was supposed to meet Rowan at the abandoned watchtower. She pushed herself upright so suddenly that pain shot through her body. “Rowan!” Lady Elyra quickly steadied her. “My Lady, please. You’ve only just regained consciousness.” “When…?”Aria’s voice trembled. “How long have I been asleep?” Lady Elyra hesitated. “One week

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY TWO: BEFORE THE STORM

    The next morning arrived quickly than expected. Aria stood by the window of her chamber, watching servants cross the palace courtyard below. Her fingers brushed against the inside of her cloak. The parchment was still there. Hidden exactly where she had left it. She had checked more times than she cared to admit. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Rowan's handwriting. A gentle knock sounded. "My Lady." Lady Elyra entered carrying a neatly folded silver gown over one arm. It was simple compared to the dresses Aria usually wore. Elegant... but practical. "His Majesty asked that you wear this for today's channeling." Aria accepted it with a quiet nod. "Thank you." Lady Elyra didn't leave immediately. Instead, she remained standing near the door. "There is something else." Aria noticed the concern in her expression. "What is it?" "The palace is under a quiet lockdown." Aria looked up."Lockdown?" Lady Elyra nodded. “Additional guards have been stationed throughout the pala

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY ONE: THE PARCHMENT

    Aria stared at the folded parchment in her hands. Kael hadn't taken his eyes off her. "Go on," he said quietly."Read it." She carefully unfolded the worn paper. The moment her eyes fell on the handwriting... Her breath caught, it wasn't the words, it was the writing itself. She knew it very well. Her fingers trembled slightly as she traced one of the letters. Kael noticed. "Do you recognize it." Aria swallowed."...Yes." She lowered her eyes and began to read. *If this reaches you… I'm inside the kingdom. Meet me tomorrow night at the abandoned watchtower beyond the eastern cliffs. Come alone and be watchful.* Aria knew exactly who had written it. "Rowan..." His name escaped her lips as little more than a whisper. For a moment, the room disappeared around her. She remembered the day she'd left Mooncrest. He has betrayed her but he needed his help to escape this place with her daughter. She couldn’t believe he’ll cross into the Lycan Kingdom, for her. Or maybe it was because of

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY: THE KING’S TEST

    The question settled over the room. Aria's heartbeat quickened. For the briefest moment, she considered telling him everything. The hidden chamber, the faded journal maybe it might remove his mind from Rowan. But something deep inside warned her against it. She met Vaelric's gaze. "There wasn't much." He waited. "It looked like an old chamber. There were broken statues... shelves... and ancient scrolls. I didn't stay long." "You touched nothing?" Aria hesitated for only a fraction of a second. "I was afraid to." Vaelric watched her quietly. His expression revealed nothing. Finally, he gave a small nod. "That was wise." Aria frowned. "You don't seem surprised." "Should I be?" "I entered a restricted corridor." "You did." "And you're not angry?" Vaelric walked toward the fireplace, watching the flames dance across the logs. "Tell me, Aria. If you found an unlocked door..." wouldn't you wonder what lay behind it?" She blinked. "You knew." "I suspected." "You left it unguard

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY NINE: FORGOTTEN RECORD

    The Royal Library was quieter than any other place in the palace. Aria pushed open the heavy oak doors, wincing as the old hinges groaned softly. Rows upon rows of towering bookshelves stretched into the distance, disappearing beneath a high arched ceiling. The scent of aged parchment, leather, and candle wax lingered in the air. Aria stepped inside. She had only taken a few steps when a voice broke the silence. "You're looking for something." She turned. An elderly man stood on a small wooden ladder, carefully returning a thick book to one of the upper shelves. His silver hair was neatly combed back, and a pair of round spectacles rested low on his nose. Unlike the servants she had met, he showed no surprise at seeing her. Instead, he climbed down slowly and dusted off his robes. "You must be Lady Aria." She offered a small nod. "And you are?" "The keeper of forgotten stories." A faint smile tugged at his lips. "Most simply call me the librarian." Aria returne

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY EIGHT: SECRET DOOR

    Aria moved quietly through the palace corridors, following the faint pull of the mate bond whenever it resurfaced. Each time she thought she was getting closer… It slipped away again. “Come on…” she whispered. “Where are you?” Nova remained focused.“He’s somewhere inside the palace… I’m certain of it.” Aria rounded another corner before stopping abruptly. Something was different. Her eyes drifted toward a familiar passage. The restricted corridor. She had passed it several times since she was restricted. There were always two Lycan guards stationed outside its entrance. But tonight it stood completely deserted. Not a single guard remained. Aria frowned. “That’s strange.” Nova immediately became alert. “Don’t even think of it.” “I’m only looking.” “That’s exactly how trouble begins.” Aria glanced up and down the hallway. There was still no one around there. “Why would they leave a restricted corridor unguarded?” Nova didn’t answer. The silence itself felt like a warning.

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   Chapter four: the rejection

    Aria stepped into the grand hall slowly, her breath catching as the massive doors shut behind her with a dull, echoing thud. The scent of polished wood and warm candle wax mingled with the heavy perfumes lingering in the air, creating an intoxicating atmosphere that was both regal and suffocating.

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   Chapter three: SHADOW OF DOUBT

    The whispers started early, as they always did, but there was something different about them that morning, something that carried a kind of restless excitement through the pack house.“The ceremony is in a week and I also heard multiple packs are coming.”“Alpha Magnus wants it to be the biggest ga

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   Chapter two:The new luna

    The pack house felt different that day, louder than usual and filled with excitement that Aria didn’t share. She stood at the top of the stairs, her fingers resting lightly on the railing as wolves moved past her in a hurry, their voices overlapping as they spoke.“They’re here.”“I heard she’s st

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   Chapter one:The girl without a wolf

    The sharp scent of sweat and damp earth clung to the air around the training grounds, pressing heavy on Aria’s skin as she stood at the edge of the field. Her arms were wrapped tightly across her chest, not just to ward off the chill but to cage the tremors of a heart weighed down by years of unspo

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