The Despicable Lycan King's Forsaken Luna

★ELAINE'S POV★ Hot tears rolled in rivulets down my cheeks. I couldn't ignore the gut-wrenching feeling that clouded my stomach as I pondered his words in my head over and over again; “You are not my type. Haven't you heard what people say about you? You are cursed and you carry the birthmark, predicted to bring doom and an impending plague to werewolf kind. Do you want me to stick with that? I, Nathaniel Perkins, son of the Alpha from blue moon pack hereby reject you, Elaine Mc cray as my mate!” More tears cascaded down my cheeks. All my life, I have lurked beneath the shadows. I blamed myself every day for being the cause of my mother's death — She died after birthing me. Because of that, my father, the Alpha of the blood moon pack, treated me with disdain. He abhorred the fact that I took away the love of his life and his partner. However, his hatred for me doesn't end there. In addition, he despise me for not being a male. And lastly, because of the birthmark at the base of my n

★ELAINE'S POV★“No, Tania. It is not possible for us to escape now. I thought of it, but we don't know the layout of the house pretty much. Also, we don't know how the pack works yet. However, I will try to attend the ceremony, and pretend as if everything is fine while we plot together. Until then, we have only each other.” I enunciated to Tania and she nodded her head in understanding. “Oh, my lady!” breathed Tania as she pulled me into a brief hug. Afterward, she helped me up so we could start preparing for the ceremony. In a short span of twenty minutes, I was done taking a shower, so I plopped in front of the dressing mirror with a towel draped around my bosom. Observing my reflection, I stared at the dark circles under my eyes, then at the bruises around the base of my neck. Fresh tears welled up in my eyes as they lingered on the pink abrasions inflicted by Alpha Damon, my soon-to-be partner. But I didn't cry. When I looked up, I saw Tania observing me with her brows creased

★ELAINE'S POV★Bile was starting to rise in my throat. I swallowed hard, not knowing how to divulge to them that– my wolf hasn't emerged, yet. Lowering my gaze to my sweaty hands underneath the table, I thought of articulating a lie. But what if the elders ask me to show them? Alas, that would be more humiliating and precarious. So I shoved the thought away from the forefront of my brain, and then I decided to embrace the truth. Okay, here goes nothing. Just as I was about to open my mouth to speak, one of the elders chimed. “Zeta Harold, that question isn't necessary. Even if she has a wolf, it should be the last thing on our mind, because we need a Luna that is willing and accommodating enough to wipe away Alpha Damon's sorrow. We need someone that would bear his pups and make our pack lively. It seems Lady Elaine can do it, so why don't we cut to the chase?” I heaved a sigh of relief, feeling glad that I didn't have to answer that tough question. The moment they realize I'm wolf

★ALPHA DAMON★ The she-wolf's unexpected proclamation made me clench my fist around the arm of the chair I was seated on. What? Cynthia? How? When? Why? Without thinking twice, I jolted to my feet, my pulse quickening. Why does this have to happen today? When will I finally have that peace of mind I yearn for so much? That tranquility! “Guards! Seize Donovan and bring him along with me!” I commanded out of fury, then I urged the she-wolf to lead the way, as I stormed out of the hall, that had already been thrown in an uproar. People were whispering, wondering, and perhaps, confused just like I am. On my way to the Brescia's apartment, I was really hoping Cynthia could still be alive. Plus, I am furious that this occurred today just when I wanted to get the coronation done, so I could get away from all of the ruckus, but it seems, I can't. Who was I kidding? Have I ever had a moment of peace and happiness since I became an Alpha? It has been seven years! Seven freaking years o

★BETA ADRIAN'S POV★“The Alpha is waiting for you inside, Beta." the omega bowed in deference as he step aside for me to enter the tavern. Once inside, there was no sight of people except Alpha Damon and the bartender. The whole atmosphere reeked of alcohol, the stench of vomit, and pungent body odors. Thank goodness, he chased everyone out because I don't think I could have been able to withstand their disgusting sights and foul smell. Alpha Damon sat at the counter, gulping down a large quantity of beer from his special goblet. Heaving a deep sigh, I strolled across the room and pulled out a wooden stool beside him, then I plopped on it. “What is my punishment?" Was the first question that came out of my mouth to him. Since we weren't on good terms at the moment, I felt we might as well skip pleasantries and get down to business. He took another gulp from his goblet, before casting a sideways glance. “What punishment?” “For disrespecting you," I replied shortly. “Because I know