All Chapters of Rise of the rejected Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“It's today," I said excitedly as I threw the windows of my bedroom open. Outside, the clouds in the east were lightening a little with the faint tinge of dawn. It was more than an hour before I had to wake up, but I was too excited to stay in bed much longer. I threw on some clothes, tied up my sneakers, and headed out for my morning run. I felt a wave of sadness when I looked at the woods surrounding my home and remembered that I couldn't run wild and free the way my kind did. "Focus, Kiara. Focus," I muttered to myself again. I shook off the sad mood and focused on the significance of today as I ran down the deserted street. Today, I turned eighteen. Today, I would get to find out if Jason was my mate. Of course, he would be. We had been dating for over a year now and we loved each other to distraction. I couldn't think about Jason without thinking about all the good times we had together. My steps slowed to a walk, excitement, and anticipation making butterflies take

Get packed and ready to leave in thirty minutes," Lora had hissed as she left my room a few minutes ago, or was it an hour ago?The concept of time meant nothing to me now. All I was conscious of was the never-ending pain that went on and on and on. A door slammed shut somewhere in the house and I figured it was time to go. I picked myself off the floor, pushed to my feet, and shuffled over to my suitcase. I emptied its contents and mechanically began to fold and pack my clothes. My door creaked open, but I didn't look to see who was there. I simply concentrated on the motions of packing, while I wished I had something to numb the pain. "You're finally leaving."Erina's voice came from the direction of the doorstep. My jaw clenched as I bit back an angry retort. Of course, she would never miss an opportunity to gloat or torment me. This was the last chance she was going to get before I was whisked out of her reach forever. "I can't say I'm sorry to see you go," she continued.

What could be happening, what is going on within me? Here stood a man, a stranger who wasn't Alpha Ryder, and I felt the very same attraction to him. “I’m sorry if I startled you,” he said, looking at me straight into my eyes. Does he feel it too? The same way I felt. Does he feel the same flame of neediness I feel just by looking at him? “Oh, no you didn’t. I thought it was Alpha Ryder since he just left,” I answered him. Trying as much as possible to sound composed. I couldn’t lose my cool the same way I did with Alpha Ryder. I couldn’t tell him how I felt or asked if he felt the mate bond too. What if he rejected me, the same way Apha Ryder just did? “ I can’t handle any more of being rejected. I have to keep it pushing like I feel a soul nothing for this man standing right in front of me,” I muttered to myself. “You alright?” I heard him speak again. I was completely lost in thoughts I forgot I had him standing in here with me, enclosed in the same space. “Yes, I am. Maybe, I’

I could hear his pleasure, I could feel his hands around me, I could taste his neediness. “Whoever it is, come out now. I command it,” I heard his voice break out. The voice of the most feared man in the park, the voice of the Alpha who shunned me down when I asked if he could feel it too. I gasped from my sleep, pulling away from the continuation of the torture I faced beneath his palm. “It is just a dream, what happened last night wasn’t real. It wasn’t Ryder, it didn’t happen,” I said to myself repeatedly trying to make believe. I panicked while preparing for today’s work. When I showered, I could still feel his sensation rubbing around me, at the places he held, on my neck where he pressed his lips. A little bruise has formed on that spot, and it is best to cover it up. I wouldn’t want to give an explanation when asked what happened to my neck. What would I possibly say? The Alpha tried making me but couldn’t so he left a bruise instead? That would have my head on a platter in n

Getting down from my high the past night with Brandon, was a memory unforgettable. It crept up on me each day and most definitely at night. I remembered how he growled, how much he stopped me from touching him because he didn’t want to lose his cool. I remembered how his eyes turned dark once again when he licked my juice off his fingers staring deep into my soul. “Goodnight sweetness,” he said to me while leaving, flashing me a smile before shutting the door behind him. That night brought us closer. Every chance he got he wanted to spend that with me. Even though I was busy with my duties, he would use his right to command as the Beta and ask for me to be granted leave. “She needs to be somewhere else other than the laundry room, or do you question the orders of the Beta,” he asked Sandra whose eyes were burning from humiliation. “Finally she gets to see who the real power is in here,” I said to myself as I watched her nod in accordance with granting me leave. “You don’t ha