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CHAPTER SIXTY‑TWO – Bound and Judged

Author: Mercy V.
last update publish date: 2026-04-08 16:24:52

Lilah

The screaming stops before the pain does.

My throat gives out—raw, shredded—and the sound dies, but the tearing inside me keeps going. It’s quieter now, in a way that makes it worse. Like a saw going through bone after it’s already gone through flesh.

The world swims back in fits and starts.

I’m upright. Somehow. The light cocooning my legs and waist is the only reason; it holds me in place like I’m pinned in amber. My head lolls, and my vision doubles. The circle blurs into streaks of wh
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    LilahThe second time I wake up, no one is hovering.No chanting. No Goddess. No wolf with apology in his eyes.Just sunlight.It cuts through the window in a pale stripe, dust motes spinning in it lazily. The air smells like old smoke and stone and faintly, stubbornly, like him.The ache in my chest has settled from white‑hot to a deep, steady throb. It’s not better. Just… duller. It is manageable if I breathe shallow.Outside the thin wall, I hear low voices. Naomi’s cadence, sharp even when she’s whispering. Bella’s softer reply. Cassian’s rumble. The occasional creak of floorboards as someone shifts their weight.The little fortress, still at the door.I test my fingers. Toes. Edges of movement.Everything hurts.Everything works.Slowly, I push myself upright, back braced against the headboard. The room tilts once, then rights itself.A glass of water sits on the bedside table, beads of condensation dried to a faint ring. Beside it, someone’s left a folded cloth, a sprig of some

  • The Alpha’s Rejected Human Luna   CHAPTER SIXTY‑SEVEN – Between Life and Death

    LilahSleep isn’t rest.It’s a battlefield I didn’t agree to walk back onto.They give me something—tea laced with Morwen’s herbs, bitter and sharp—that’s supposed to ease the pain and pull me under. It does, sort of. My limbs go heavy, my eyelids sandbagged.But the second I stop holding myself upright, my mind drops straight back into the in‑between.Snow.Always the snow first.It crunches under my bare knees, seeping cold up through thin fabric. My hands are bound behind my back with rough rope that bites my skin. Breath fogs the air in ragged bursts.I know this place.I hate this place.The sky is a low, leaden lid. The world is narrowed to the hilltop, the line of men with drawn blades, and the standard on the horizon.His standard.He’s closer this time. The horse’s mane whips the air as it runs. Frost‑rimmed breath. Armor glinting.He’s shouting. My name. The old one. The one I wore before Lilah.It doesn’t matter. The sound doesn’t reach over the wind.The man behind me haul

  • The Alpha’s Rejected Human Luna   CHAPTER SIXTY‑SIX– Shattered Luna[Part 2]

    The sound of her cuts through the fog.I peel my eyes open.It’s like lifting a thousand pounds.Light stabs. I blink against it, lids heavy, until the room swims into focus.Stone walls. Wooden beams. A familiar window. A battered dresser. A chair.Ronan’s room.Of course.I’m on his bed.Of course.Naomi is perched at my feet, eyes huge and bloodshot. Bella is on the floor by the side of the bed, hand fisted in the sheet. Morwen stands at my side, hands still hovering inches over my chest.Ronan—He’s there. A dark shape a few paces back, hands dug into the back of a chair like it’s the only thing keeping him upright.For a second, our eyes meet.The bond gives a little throb at the contact.Not the old, full‑body hum. A faint, wrong pulse. Like touching a nerve that’s been burned—more sensation of injury than of connection.I flinch.His face falls, just a fraction.“Hey,” Naomi says, voice wobbling with a laugh that’s too close to a sob. “Look who decided not to die. Overachiever.

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    RonanShe doesn’t wake fast.There’s no dramatic gasp, no sudden jolt upright. It's just the slowest shift of breath under my palms.One moment, her chest is a weak, uneven flutter. The next, there’s the slightest deepening. A little more air. A little less hitch.Morwen’s eyes flick open. “There,” she murmurs. “She’s chosen.”I don’t realize I’ve been holding my breath until it rushes out in a ragged exhale.“Lilah?” I say, too quickly. Too hopeful.Her lips part.Barely a breath.“You broke us…”My heart stutters.“…I won’t forgive you.”The words are so soft that I almost think I imagined them.Then her body goes slack again, sinking deeper into the mattress.“Do not rush her,” Morwen snaps, hand lifting from Lilah’s chest, the crackle of magic around her fingers fading. “Her soul just walked through fire. Her body will catch up when it’s ready.”“I need—” My voice cracks. “I need to know she’s here.”“She is,” Morwen says. “For now. Whether she stays after she sees you…” She lets

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    RonanThe world comes back all at once and not at all.Light blasts out from the circle in a hard, white ring—no longer a controlled glow but an explosion. The chalk runes detonate into dust. Candles gutter, then snuff. The air whips my hair back, carrying grit and the scorched stink of burned magic.Wolves drop.Those closest to the circle are flung backward like leaves in a storm. One warrior slams into the ground with a crack of bone. Two others smash into the front ranks and tangle in a snarl of limbs.The witches go down hardest.One pinwheels sideways, staff flying, and robes smoking. Another lands on his back, staff skittering away; he lies there, moaning. The lead witch staggers, screams as lines of seared flesh etch themselves up his forearms where the light recoils.The taste of iron and ash hits the back of my throat.At the center of it all, the light that wrapped Lilah snaps out.She drops like someone cut her strings.Dust hangs in the air, ghostly in the moonlight. For

  • The Alpha’s Rejected Human Luna   CHAPTER SIXTY‑THREE – Breaking the Bond

    LilahFor a second, I am certain I’ve died.There’s no pain.Nobody.No sound.Just… absence.Then the absence fills up with something worse.Not noise. Echo.The pain comes back in layers—first a distant ache, then jagged roar—like waves slamming into a cliff after a moment of eerie still water.I’m not in the circle anymore.I’m nowhere.White stretches in every direction. Not sky, not ground. Just blank, endless light. When I look down, there’s no floor, but I’m not falling either. My feet are where feet should be, but they don’t seem to touch anything.“Great,” I rasp, or think I do. My voice makes no sound. “Afterlife limbo. Love that for me.”A laugh answers me.Not cruel. Not kind. Just… amused.“You’re not dead,” a voice says. “Yet.”It’s everywhere and nowhere. Feminine and not, old and young. Like a choir and a whisper at once.“Let me guess,” I say. “Moon Goddess. Big fan of dramatic timing.”Light ripples, like someone dropped a stone in it. A form coalesces in front of me

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    *Lilah*The dress stares at me like it has opinions.Cream‑colored. Long sleeves. Soft and deceptively simple, the kind of fabric that will cling in the right places and float everywhere else. A “Luna dress,” if there ever was one.*Fake Luna uniform,* I think again.I don’t put it on right away.I

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  • The Alpha’s Rejected Human Luna   CHAPTER THIRTEEN – Rumors and Rebellion

    *Lilah*The dining hall looks like something out of a dark fairy tale.Long wooden tables stretch the length of the room, lit by iron chandeliers and the glow from a massive fireplace at one end. Wolves fill the benches—some rowdy, some stiff, all too aware that this is more than just dinner.It’s

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  • The Alpha’s Rejected Human Luna   CHAPTER NINE – Training the Human

    *Lilah*His hand closes on my shoulder.I move.It’s not graceful or pretty. It’s a panicked, sideways twist and drop, my knees giving out as I throw my weight in the opposite direction of his grab.Cassian’s fingers catch only the fabric of my dress. It stretches, then slips free.I hit the dirt h

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  • The Alpha’s Rejected Human Luna   CHAPTER EIGHT – Nightmares of Another Life

    *Lilah*I don’t stay in my room.I last fifteen minutes.Fifteen minutes of pacing between the bed and the window. Fifteen minutes of replaying Malric’s words in my head like a messed‑up podcast I can’t turn off.*Luna in low form. Human shell. Wolf soul. Last Luna died for your choices. Reject

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