บททั้งหมดของ Rejected by the Alpha, Choosen by the moon: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Rachael POVStanding before me was a young woman, her eyes sharp and dripping with arrogance. She looked at me like I was a ghost, unwanted and invisible.I felt fury surge inside, raw and fierce. “Who did this?” I shouted, my voice breaking the silence like thunder. “You devil! How dare you throw my things out of my room, my mate's room?”As the anger surged through me, I felt the old fire ignite deep within the fire that had kept me alive through every battle, every loss. I wasn’t always just the quiet mate everyone underestimated. I was a warrior once, trained under the fiercest leaders of the Grey Moon Pack. I remembered the nights I bled in silence, the mornings I woke with bruises and bruised pride, but never defeated. Ezekiel and everyone including his lover thinks I’m weak now but he has no idea what I carry inside…She laughed at a cold, cruel sound that echoed around the empty hallway.“And who do you think you are?” she spat. “Weak. You are no longer needed here. Take your

Racheal POV Was Kael still on our side?Or had he crossed the line and joined the enemy?My heart thudded in my chest like war drums. I clenched my fists, teeth grinding together as confusion clouded my mind. Kael, my brother, my blood… How could he do this?I kept pacing. My thoughts were everywhere. Every truth I once believed was shaking, falling apart piece by piece.And something inside me said the worst was still coming."I can’t understand this," I muttered, more to myself than to Heden, who stood beside me with a heavy face."Did Kael really betray us? Did he turn his back on his own family? On his pack?"The words echoed like a curse in my mind, taunting me with no mercy.My heart pounded like war drums trapped in a cage of ribs. It wasn’t just the betrayal that burned it was the possibility that I’d never truly known him. My own brother. My blood. Kael, who once stood beside me when we swore an oath beneath the Moonstone Tree, had now become a phantom in our war too silent,

Racheal POVI knew it. I had done the worst.My heart beat so fast, it felt like it was trying to break out of my chest. Each thump was loud in my ears, like drums pounding during a war. I could feel sweat forming on my back and forehead, even though the evening breeze was cool. The air around me felt too thick, like I was breathing through a wet cloth. It was heavy with fear, shame, and something else I couldn’t name. All eyes were on me cold, judging, angry. It felt like I had brought something evil into the pack, like I had cursed them all just by standing there. But I couldn’t move. Not even a step. It wasn’t because I was brave, t wasn’t strength. My legs were too weak, frozen in place. They wouldn’t answer me no matter how hard I tried. I was stuck there, right in the middle of the circle of hate, waiting for something I knew would break me.“Rachael!” That voice. It cut straight through me.Ezekiel. My Ezekiel. He wasn’t just shouting. He was screaming like a man in p

Rachael POV “So, what’s the plan?” Dominic asked, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. He folded his arms across his chest, eyes fixed on me as if waiting for an immediate strategy. I sighed, long and heavy. “I don’t really know what to do right now,” I admitted, turning away from him for a moment. “I’m confused.” There was a brief moment of silence between us, the kind of silence that doesn't feel empty but instead makes every thought in your head echo louder than usual. I could hear the sound of my own breathing, feel the tension in the air, and sense the weight of everything I had been holding in. My heart was beating a little faster, not from fear, but from something deeper… a quiet knowing. Then I spoke, slowly at first, but with a firmness that even surprised me. "But I know one thing for sure..." I said, turning around to face him fully. My eyes, once tired and unsure, now held a sharpness they hadn’t carried in a while. “I need to pull back from ever

I stared at Dominic for a moment, forcing a smile as I turned away. “Nothing,” I said softly, trying to mask the confusion written all over my face.Dominic squinted slightly. “You sure?” he asked, his voice low but filled with concern.“Yes, I’m very sure,” I replied quickly, brushing past him. “Let’s just get to work.”He didn’t push further. Maybe he could sense I wasn’t ready to talk. Or maybe he was giving me space. Either way, I appreciated the silence.That night, sleep didn’t come easy. I tossed, I turned. My thoughts were all over the place memories of Ezekiel, the fear in my dreams, the unknown weight building in my chest.Eventually, I drifted off. But peace didn’t follow me.The dream returned.I found myself standing in an endless white field. It was quiet too quiet. Then she appeared again.The woman.She wore a long flowing gown that shimmered like moonlight on water. A star-shaped crown sat perfectly on her head, and right in the center of her forehead glowed a mark br