Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Rejected Luna: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

CHAPTER 17 - RICHARDTaking a closer look at my Father's picture, I notice how he looks a bit different here. Like an expertly revamped version of himself. He still has a grey beard but he looks chubby and his hair is grey and stylishly laid back. His face is free of freckles and his pose screams authority and power. Father has always been a hard and obstinate man, but something tells me it's a whole lot worse in this world. Just a glimpse at his picture and I'm already convinced we just might have another bloody beef here. Something stings inside me and I know that's the little innocence left in me. The innocent craving for acceptance from a son towards his father. Deep down, a little bit of me still hopes he'll treat me differently this time around.I might have killed him off in the other world, but that's 'cause I was too bittered. If I had his love and acknowledgment, I just might not have done that.But then, it's just my wishful thinking and I know Father will never love me.

CHAPTER 19 - RICHARD"Are you fucking serious?" Ray gasps in excitement."Yeah. I don't care about that secretary and whatever you do with her ass. You can have her. I don't see why I never let you have her from the onset." I shrug, dusting off a speck of dust on my pants."Well, aside from not wanting any office romance, you also think it's kinda disparaging for a Beta of a prestigious pack to get involved with a human."My eyes shoot up and I'm staring at him confusedly. "The secretary…is a human?"Ray arches a brow. "You've got to be kidding me.""Just answer me, dammit. Is she a human?""There are over ten thousand workers here and everyone is human. The only werewolves in the building are you and I." Ray clarifies."Why didn't I hire any werewolves?""Because there are very few werewolves living here. This is human territory. Most of the werewolves live at Hemington.""What's Hemington?""It's like an area. A place with top-notch security to keep humans away. 'cause, in reality,

CHAPTER 21 – RICHARD"What nonsense are you talking about? We saw each other a week ago. Why do you say it's been a long time?!" Father sputters, forcing out a few moisturized crumbs of food from his mouth.A bit of it lands on the side of my face and it fuels my rage. If you want to spill such disgusting stuff on me, at least be someone I give a fuck about. He certainly doesn't fall in that category.I wipe it off with a towel that's lying on the table. I flash him a deadly glare and he flinches from it. I'm an inch away from jamming my fist into his face."What's gotten into you?!" He asks with a bit of fright, dropping his cutlery. His yell arouses murmurings in the hall. I glance around at the spectators and everyone bows their heads, avoiding my gaze. I don't even recognize any of them. I haven't ever seen them in the other world. They're probably just factors of this world."Yo, man. What's up with you? You're acting really funny." Another voice seizes my attention. I look up

CHAPTER 23 - JANE (parallel universe)The finishing touch of my makeup has just been applied, and my long lashes are fixed too. I'm being attended to by three different makeup artists that work here in the nightclub and they've been over my face for almost an hour now. As much as this is my every night routine, this part still gets tiring. My butt is beginning to feel tingly from sitting for so long. It's only gonna be a matter of minutes before I snap at them. I hope they get done before then.A knock comes on the door and I turn my head in its direction. This is my private dressing room so whoever knocks has to be looking for me. My eyes lit up with excitement as my best friend, June walks in. As much as my dressing room is off-limits to most people, June isn't one of them.As a top-notch stripper in this nightclub, I have earned much respect and pampering over the one year I've worked here. June also has earned the freedom to come in here at will, even though she doesn't work here

CHAPTER 25 – RICHARD"One more bottle of tequila!" I yell out to the bartender, twirling the shot glass in my loose grip. My eyes are getting heavy from a couple of drinks I've had. But it doesn't matter. I plan on getting fucking wasted tonight. The bartender places the bottle in front of me and Ray reaches to grab it. I beat him to it, grabbing the bottle and turning the other way to pour myself a drink."That's enough, man. You drinking way too much." Ray sighs behind me. "Not as much as I plan on," I reply briskly, placing the bottle on the counter. I chug down my drink and it heats my throat, leaving me with a strong urge to pour myself another glass. You could say I'm a fucking addict, but tequila has always been it for me."Dude, what are you talking about? We both know you've never been a good drinker. Booze drives you insane. Makes you do the craziest things. Isn't that why you quit drinking? What the hell is going on with you tonight?!"Yeah, right. I scoffed at his lectur