Rise of the Alpha's Rejected Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

"How disappointing..."How I felt my world stop when those words came out of his mouth. ‘Disappointing’? In who? For what? If it was how I failed to have Duncan change his immature, hardheaded ways, that was fine. If it was anything else- namely the incident four years ago… But that couldn’t be it, could it?“For you- whom I personally accepted and selected to be my son’s mate, his Luna supporting him- to do something as foolish as to poison one of your own people? Even if I personally didn’t like the affected werewolf so much, by no means did that make it okay for you to do that sort of deed,” Dingo spoke, raising my surprise. “Wait… You actually believe that I did that?!” I gasped out.“Hah! I knew you finally see things my way,” Duncan, on the other hand, cheered happily. I may have been in shock to say anything the first time I was accused of this misdeed, but to be accused by the one person who had been on my side, supporting me throughout my married life? There was no way I wa

I paled more at this revelation. “You… what?” I breathed out, unable to process the words. “You swapped my child with Ashley’s?! How?! She wasn’t even in the pack at the time!”“Not to public knowledge,” Duncan answered. “Me and Ashley? We reunited just before meeting you. And when it was found out that you were pregnant with my child, Ashley was devastated. I had told her that I had no intention of truly loving you, as Father intended it, and made up for letting my guard down that night. For letting some loose dog get the jump on me. You have no idea how happy I was to learn that she had gotten pregnant after that. And then it hit me. I have children between two different women. One who is nothing more than a bitch, and the other the love of my life. Father wants me to marry the one who has his grandchild. Yet, no matter what I say or do, he will never agree to my marriage with Ashley. So how about the next best thing? Drop your child, and keep Ashley’s. Have Father Dearest bond with

Six months… I have six months left to live in this cruel world. Maybe not even at this point.This was revealed to me before I found out about Dylan. After I woke up, returned to the real world from that mental trip in the Spirit World and reconciled with my wolf, my body felt unbelievable weak and painful. At first, I had thought it was some kind of additional side effect to taking that trip, in which Patricia confirmed that it was anything but. That I shouldn’t be feeling any sort of pain after I reconnected with my wolf, much less visit the Spirit World. Concerned that this could be caused by something else, she informed Pularis, who contacted the hospital to send a doctor to the mansion to give me a thorough check up. At first, I was confused why he didn’t just have me sent there for the check up, when he reasoned that it was safer having the checkup done at his place, in case if Duncan or anyone on his side sees me at the hospital. A risk I also didn’t want to take.After waitin

Days passed since my divorce with Duncan, and my new life as his slave began. And as to be expected…“You damn slut! Are you trying to hurt her more?!” … It was absolute hell, as Duncan punched me in the face and knocked me down, as well as tossed a mug of hot coffee at me. The mug broke on contact, leaving me with a few light scratches, drenched in the scalding hot beverage, in which I bit back a pained hiss for.“I only gave her what she wanted, and she said she wanted freshly brewed coffee,” I explained, holding back my rage against him.Sadly, my retort did nothing to appease him. Not that I planned on it, as he kicked me down. “You dare talk back to me?! With something as hot as that, you’d scald any dog’s taste buds right out of them!” he scolded. “Moreover, you gave her the coffee black! You should know how she takes her coffee by now, you stupid, outrageous dog!”I clenched my hands in rage at his shout, my blood boiling with each scolds and insults he dared to hit me with. Ju

I didn't know how many times I had thought Duncan wouldn't surprise me anymore with his nonsense, and I didn't know how many times I was proven wrong. That mindset of his? It went way past the level of 'crazy'. As much as I wanted to even push him off me, slap him silly, with how hard he was pressing his foot against my heart and lung, I found it difficult to breathe. My difficulty to breathe started to affect my overall condition, as I tried to push against him, only to feel something else instead. Something painful. I refused to let it show, though. Refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me hurt, and continued to glare at him. Thankfully, he only scoffed at me in disgust, and finally moved his foot away from me, giving me yet another kick to the ribs."Hmph... Worthless," he huffed, taking his leave. "You won't keep that act up for long. I'll see to it that you pay for everything."With that, he left the attic, to my slight relief. One that turned into frustration. Towards