LOGINBianca’s POV
The hall erupted in gasps of surprise at his words. I staggered back, struck by his words. The little air that had gathered in my lungs was punched out as my breath began to leave me in small gaps. My eyes blurred, my vision swimming before me as my entire world began to tilt on its sphere. “No…” the words barely escaped my lips whole. They sounded how I felt–broken. He couldn't possibly mean that. "Why are you rejecting me?" I demanded in a shrill voice as I clutched my chest with my hands. Marcus’s voice did not falter when he spoke. “You are weak and unworthy to be my Luna. The Luna is to be a pillar of strength and a champion who can match her Alpha. She is not to ne a fragile healer who can’t even stand on her own." The words hit me like an avalanche. "And that is what you are Bianca.” I shook my head, unwilling to accept what he was saying. My chest tightened the more. "Weak? You didn't think of that when you fucked me three nights ago?!" I screamed. His eyes widened, but he quickly recovered his composure. "You were in my bed willingly Elara, I didn't force you." I nearly choked on my tongue as he turned to Selene and took her hand. He drew her close and lifted her hands high for everyone to see. “This is the woman I choose,” Marcus declared. My heart sank to my stomach. He was really going to reject me for her? “She is strong and noble," he began. "She come from a bloodline that is worthy of standing beside me as Luna. Together we will build a secure future for this pack.” "No, no," I shook my head weakly. The tears burned my eyes, covering my vision as it poured out like an angry rain after a sunny week. I couldn't believe it. This couldn't be real. It had to be a nightmare. Selene turned to me and I saw her smirk curve into a full smile. My knees began to give out beneath me but he grabbed me by the shoulders before I could greet the ground. His eyes bored into mine. I saw nothing of the Marcus I knew: only impatience and mercilessness was lurking behind those glassy orbs. I saw it in them, his decision. His mind was made up. "I reject you Bianca, accept the rejection lest I use force," he bellowed in my face. "Do you accept?" He demanded. I had no choice. I could agree or be forced to. I would rather let go. "Yes, I accept," I whispered in a weak voice. The invisible bond between us instantly shattered. I screeched as pain followed, rippling through me after his inconsiderate and merciless words. My chest constricted. A scream tore through my throat as it burned me. He let go of me to battle him own pain and I collapsed to my knees. The mate bond was running through me like the fires of hell and breaking me apart cruelly on the inside. I saw my healing light go off like a candle in a storm. “Marcus!” I gasped. I clawed at the floor as if I could hold on to it. “Please… don’t do this. You are hurting me. You are destroying me,” I begged through my tears. But, he didn't listen. No one did. Marcus didn’t even look at me in pain, surprising me who was almost dying in my knees. He turned instead to Selene, leaving me to wallow in agony. "My Luna!" He announced. The entire pack ululated; some were clapping and whistling in approval while the others were torn. My vision blurred with tears and the agony inside my chest made it hard to breathe. It felt as if broken glass was stuck deep in my chest, piercing my heart tissues either each tear. I could only hear voices buzzing in whispers around me. “But she really wasn’t strong enough.” “I always knew Marcus deserved someone else.” “Bianca is good but she is not the best for Luna.” “Poor girl… this could have been done differently.” My hands shook uncontrollably as my healing power began to flash in weak, unstable sparks. The broken bond had affected it. It had broken too. It had broken alongside the years I had spent with this man, my mate, who was discarding me for another woman. “Marcus…” I whispered again with desperation. “Please...” But his back was already turned to me and he was buried in Selena’s arms like nothing had just happened. "And I want to also announce, that my new Luna is expecting our first child and the heir to our pack." I froze. My eyes widened. Expecting? Marcus had been cheating on me? With her? I screamed. "No! No! That's not true!" I yelled. But nobody glanced at me. The crowd ululated at the news while my heart shattered into a gazillion uncountable pieces. The shards of betrayal pricked me deeper when I clutched my chest, weeping in anguish at what was lost. He had called me the most beautiful, undressed me and fucked me hard just three nights ago. All those words, I thought he meant them, telling me we were mates who would be mated. All of those tactics just go get into my bed and into my pant. I was so gullible. I recalled all of our times together, me and him, the early stages of our relationship. I recalled the late stages, the cold dismissal and the replies her had given me lately. I recalled how the time we had spent had significantly been reduced. He had either been with the council or with Selene, discussing pack business. They discussed pack business in his throne room, in his office, in his study. And even in his bedroom. Marcus had said it was nothing. He had lied. I realized that it had never been me. I was never his. It must have always been her. Selene. My world had just ended. I wept, lamenting in the midst of those who celebrated and gloated over my misfortune. I cried till I saw feet in front of me. I raised my face to see Councilman Reid He was one of the most respected elders of the pack and he was staring down at me. His expression was unreadable but his eyes were not cruel or cold like Marcus. They were heavy with something else that was apparently worse than pity. “Child,” Reid murmured. He bent down close enough to me so that I was the only one who could hear him. “Get up and pull yourself together. We need to talk now, about your future in this pack.” My heart which was though torn and bleeding instantly skipped a beat. What was happening? “My… future?” I rasped. My voice was barely audible. Reid’s expression darkened. “You won’t have one here if we don’t act quickly.” Confusion washed over me. "Why?" I demanded. "Because a cast out Luna is seen as a threat and always thrown out of the pack." I immediately felt faint. Everything rapidly blurred and the hall began to spin all around me. Marcus’s rejection was still burning in my veins and Reid’s words had only just cut it as deep as the rejection. My life in this pack would be over? How was this all happening? I swayed as my vision dimmed but Councilman Reid’s grip steadied my body. The last thing I heard was his whisper, low but urgent as it rang loudly in my ear. “Everything you thought you knew was a lie.”Bianca’s POV“Yes Alpha,” I answered.And I began to move, slowly, to tease him while my eyes remained on his cock. Precum was leaking out of the tiny hole at the tip.But he was impatient.Logan picked me off by himself and threw me right onto the bed. And without wasting any time, he was already between my spread legs with his cock poking at my entrance.I moaned softly.“Bianca,” he started.And he leaned closer to my face, grabbing both of my hands and then pining them above my head with one of his own.I liked being restricted like this, by him.“You are so beautiful.” He muttered in that hoarse voice that did things to every inch of my now shaking body before he placed a brief kiss on my lips and then pulled back. Another moan left my lips.“You are so damn beautiful, my Luna.” He muttered again. Then, he kissed me again, but this time, it was a full blown kiss. He sucked on my lips gently while his other hands was slowly pushing his thick cock deep into my cunt and making me
Bianca’s POV.“Are you ready for me?” Logan asked as he pulled his pants down to his thighs and let his big fat cock spring free from it. My mouth fell open, and watered at the sight of the meat, just as he wrapped his right palm around his thick and veiny cock.I nodded lightly.“Yes.” I whispered, parting my thighs even more as my pussy began to itch for his cock inside of my cunt. “Fuck me, Logan.”“Very well,” he murmured. And a soft smirk made its way to Logan’s face as he got off the bed and kicked his pants off his ankle.He stood in between my legs only that he was on the floor and his hand was still wrapped around his large cock, palming the meat.The sight aroused me greatly. Wetness seeped out of my pussy and stained my thighs.I wanted him badly.And I bit my lower lip as he began to stroke himself slowly and sensually, so slow that it felt as if I was the one he was doing it to.I didn’t know when I got on my fours and began to crawl towards him.“Can I suck you off?” I
Bianca’s POV“Mmph…” I moaned into the kiss before pulling back and resting my forehead against his.We opened our eyes slowly, the both of us were out of breath from the intense make out session. He picked me up that instant, a small gasp leaving my lips at the sudden motion.He chuckled.Then, he took me past the slightly opened for adjacent to the table and entered through the door. I realised that this was a connecting door to his royal personal chambers. No wonder his scent had been here when I first opened the door earlier. It was because he was really not far off, and his scent must had moved through from the office too.When we got in, he set me down gently, his arms holding me tightly as he allowed my body to slide down his really slowly. The frottage made me wetter, and I pressed my thighs together while my body began to shudder. He leaned forward to look at me with his eyes dark with lust and need.“Your eyes.” Logan muttered, staring directly into my eyes as if gazing in
BIANCA'S POV.“The gift,” I blurred fast. He dropped the papers in his hands to face me squarely. “Yes? What about it?” he asked with raised brows. “Did you not like it?”“No! No!” I shook my head. “I did. I like it very much.” I said, with a smile.“Ahh.” He nodded. “I'm happy you do.” My smile free wider.“Thank you.”“You're welcome,” he responded, then rose, walked round the chair and settled into the chair next to me. He pulled my chair closer. “I've heard news about the land , Bianca.”I straightened in my chair, ready for a serious conversation. “What news?” “The healings on the land,” His eyes searched mine, pride in them. “Since the wedding, everything got better. The plants have stopped dying, especially the ones you touch on your way to my fortress.” I lowered my head, shyly. It felt flattering, he was praising me for what I had no idea why it was happening. It could be due to the wedding or my self healing. Whatever it was, I wasn't sure but hearing him praise me thi
BIANCA'S POV.“Where is he?” I asked, already turning towards his fortress. I couldn't wait for him to come to me. It was my turn to go to him, run into his arms and let him know how grateful I am.Kieran stepped in line, his face cracking. “He should be at the fortress but,” I paused, then faced him. “But?” He combed through his hair with his hands, “The meeting was quite tough, he might need to rest.” I stared at him, weighing my options. I could either wait till he rested or go now and rest with him. The latter sounded more tempting.“Can't we rest together?” I asked Kieran.His eyes widened as he let out a fit of cough, clearing his throat loudly. “Luna.”“It's just rest.” I murmured, laughing softly. He shook his head even as he followed me. The walk to Logan's fortress felt like a marathon. Young women and men stopped me by the way to greet me, wishing me well even as they thanked me. “The lands bless thee.” An old woman had said as she retreated, after kissing the back of
LOGAN'S POV.The council hall was filled up as the elders settled in their seats. I glanced around, my eyes narrowing at the sight of Elder Liam.His chair remained according to my command. It had to be a constant reminder for whoever has negative intentions towards myself and my Luna. If anyone ever tried to hurt Bianca, they will experience the same thing. A public execution in front of the whole pack, stripping them off every bit of honour they ever experienced while alive. The enemy wasn't Bianca. If anything, she was risking her life to save my pack and that would be respected and appreciated whether or not they liked it.He had no reason to harm her. If he was worried about anything, it should have been mine to solve. The prophecies, the torn book in the library. Those were all I thought about when I asked him questions a day to the execution but he had refused to speak.He insisted he did it out of concern for me and the pack. That was a lie, he knew something and chose to t







