All Chapters of UNWANTED TRUE LUNA : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Rosemary’s bare feet slapped against the cold forest floor, the long hem of her white wedding dress tearing on thorns and twigs as she ran. Blood stained the silk where it dragged through the mud, mixing with the fresh cuts on her legs. Her breath came in sharp gasps, each one burning in her chest. Behind her, she could hear the shouts. “Miss Rosemary!” She didn’t stop. “Where are you, Miss Rosemary? Your marriage to the beast is set. Stop struggling!” Tears blurred her vision. The pain in her side was sharp, she’d fallen once already, and her body was covered in bruises and scrapes. Still, she pushed herself up again, stumbling behind a large tree. She crouched, trying to stay silent, but a branch cracked under her weight. Panic surged in her chest. A hand grabbed her arm. She gasped, but before she could scream, a deep voice whispered, “Shh…” It was a man—a wolf. His scent hit her first: wild pine, musk, something powerful. He pulled her back into the shadows of the trees, w

“You are my only mate, Ariana.” His words were smooth—but his eyes remained locked on the direction Rosemary had walked away in, as if part of him wasn’t convinced. A FEW HOURS EARLIER Back at Rosemary’s father’s house. The night was quiet. The wind whispered through the trees, and the moonlight bathed her room in pale silver. She sat in front of her mirror, pulling up her sleeve to examine the reddish mark left on her arm when Austin had dragged her earlier. It had stung then, but now the pain was fading. She reached for a cotton swab and a bottle of ointment, ready to clean the wound—but just as she touched her skin, she froze. The mark… was healing. Rapidly. Right in front of her eyes. Within seconds, the redness was gone. Her skin looked untouched—smooth, pale, and perfect. Rosemary blinked, shocked. “Here it comes again,” she whispered to herself. “Always healing so fast… never had a cut last longer than a night.” She stared at her reflection, her thoughts spiraling.

There stood Rosemary at the top of the grand staircase.Her hair flowed like a dark waterfall over her shoulders. The deep blue dress hugged her curves perfectly, its silver embroidery glowing under the chandeliers. Her calm, graceful descent made her look like a queen. A real Luna.People murmured, stunned. “They make a perfect couple,” someone whispered.Ariana’s jaw tightened. “No way.”Alex nudged Austin again. “Gotta say, man… you’re so lucky.”Austin said nothing. He couldn’t stop staring. Not even if he tried.Before he knew it, Rosemary stood alone by the drinks table, a soft smile on her lips. Two men made their way toward her, laughing and clearly trying to get her attention.Alex chuckled. “Looks like your bride is the center of attention.”Austin’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t care about her,” he said, but his drink was already forgotten on the counter.One of the men reached out and placed a hand on Rosemary’s shoulder. They leaned in, speaking softly to her, clearly enchanted

The pain in Austin’s arm burned like fire, but there was something deeper—something primal—that twisted in his chest. His wolf howled inside, urging him to move, to run, to protect. Just as he stood from his chair, the door opened. Ariana stepped in with a confident sway, holding a bottle of red wine, her lips painted to match. Her eyes glowed with satisfaction. “Now that bitch is gone, I can finally get him,” she whispered to herself. "Austin," she said sweetly, closing the door behind her. "You seem so tense tonight… Maybe I can help you relax a little?" Before he could even reply, she was already beside him, sliding her hand across his chest, her body pressed close. "Ariana," he said firmly. "Not tonight. Go get some rest." But Ariana leaned in, ignoring his words, trying to kiss him. That’s when the sound hit him—a distant howl, sharp and filled with pain. Austin’s head snapped up. "What was that?" Ariana tried to block his view. “Come on, Austin… it’s just a howl. It’s