Semua Bab THE LUNA HE SHOULDN'T HAVE REJECTED: Bab 1 - Bab 10

My heart plummeted to my stomach, and I felt lightheaded. I stood frozen to the spot as the the door flung open,“Selene, I…” His voice trailed off and he froze, his eyes locking onto the horrible scene behind me. I watched the color drain from his face, and his eyes darted from my parents’s corpses to my blood stained body. Then his jaw tightened, his eyes narrowed into icy slits. “What is this, Selene?”Rafe, I—” My voice broke, and I stumbled forward, trying to reach for him. I wanted him to understand that I didn’t know what happened. I wanted him to believe me, to somehow look in my eyes, and tell me I was safe, and everything would be alright. “I don’t know what happened. I just woke up and—”But the man staring me down was no longer the Rafe I'd been attracted to. This was Rfae, the Alpha. I knew I was doomed. Ofcourse, his duties to both packs was loyalty as was expected of a wolf, and if he waved this away, it’d be treacherous.“Don’t.” he snapped, jerking away from my touch.

“Are you well rested?” The birds chirped with careless abandon as I stepped out of the cabin. Frey was standing a few feet away, staring up at me with a smirk on his face.I turned away from him, dragging my eyes to the scenery at the elft side of the cabin. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate, on the sounds of the forest.Behind me, Frey cleared his throat, and I heard the floorboards creak as he stepped closer to me.The smell of fresh air and the sound of water rushing through stones, filled my ears. This was one gift of mine that I appreciated, my ability to hear things from afar.I honed in on the sounds: rustling leaves, chirping birds, and that faraway hum of life within the forest. It was peaceful here, or at least it should have been.I felt Frey's presence behind me, but I didn't turn around and acknowledge him. He'd made it his mission to get under my skin, and today wasn't going to be the day I gave him the satisfaction. "I didn't ask," I muttered, not looking at h

“Secrets… they always come back to haunt you."The words twisted in my head like a jackknife, jolting me as Frey's eyes held hostage. It was as if his gaze was burrowing straight through me, and it made me suddenly feel self conscious.His jaw clenched, his lips mashed into a firm line, as if he were about to let fall some life-altering bomb. Then, in a flash, the mask fell back into place. Frey shut down again."I know enough," he murmured, voice low and unsettling. "But maybe you're not ready to hear it."I bristled. "You don't get to decide what I'm ready for, Frey.He gave a wry smile, more mocking than warm. "Perhaps not. But trust me, there are some things you can't unknow. Things that'll alter the way you look at this world. and everyone in it."I took a shaky breath, willing myself not to flinch. "Cut the riddles, Frey. If there's something I should know, then *tell me*.He held my stare, and for that flash of a moment, something unguarded flickered in his eyes, vulnerability

I was drowning.The cold grasp of the river had already seized me, the currents pulling me deeper in its endless dark, my limbs no longer responding to my frantic calls. My body was numb, lungs screaming for air that would not come.Then out of nowhere I heard it. His voice."Selene, are you trying to drown on purpose, or do you just attract disaster wherever you go?"A warm voice cut through the freezing current wrapping around me, and I forced my eyes open, coughing, struggling to keep my head above the water.There he was: Frey Storm-his silhouette cutting a sharp contrast against gray clouds above, a wicked, amused smile curling at his lips."Frey?" My voice came out hoarse, disbelief threading through every syllable. I wanted to say something sharper; to act like I wasn't clinging desperately to the rocky bank, but every ounce of strength had bled out of me. I was barely managing to keep my grip, much less hold my pride together."What's it going to be?" he called down, the teas

I woke to the sound of boots scraping against the floorboards.For a moment, I stayed still, feigning sleep, hoping the quiet rhythm of my breathing would mask the storm churning inside me. But even with my eyes closed, I could feel it—him. Frey’s presence was impossible to ignore, a restless heat that settled in the air whenever he was near.When I finally opened my eyes, he was leaning against the far wall, arms crossed, watching me with that infuriatingly calm smirk. The early morning sun cut through the cabin window, turning his dark hair almost golden at the edges.“You’re a light sleeper,” he said.“And you’re a heavy watcher,” I shot back, my voice hoarse from sleep.He chuckled at that, low and easy, but his eyes didn’t leave mine. There was something in his stare that made my chest tighten, something that reminded me too much of the way Rafe used to look at me before everything fell apart.I sat up, pulling the blanket around me. “Do you just… stand there and stare at people