Semua Bab You rejected your Luna: One Chance is all you Get. : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Anna's pov“You are gorgeous, Laura.” My husband said, his voice cutting through the loud music in the hall. Not to me. To Laura Joe.Everyone was stealing glances at me as awkwardness blanked the air while I watched them with a stunned expression.Hushed whispers flew into the air, the sound becoming oddly sharp for my sensitive ears.“I knew it was only a matter of time before this happened.”“Heh,” another sneered, “ and here I was thinking she was going to be different.”I paled, color draining rapidly from my face as I stared at the loving couple on the podium.“You don't look good Luna Anna.” Yvonne, my friend, said as she passed me a glass of water. “Please have this.”How could I look good?My heart bled silently as my husband and mate, alpha Gunner, was dancing with Laura Joe, my sister from my adopted family, who he claims was his supposed “real” mate.Laura giggled. Her eyes found mine and locked, then she threw me a wicked smirk, pulling Gunner into a tight kiss, murmuri

Anna's POV“Sign them.” Gunner's cold voice bounced off the office walls, as he threw a stack of papers onto the table with a thud.I looked at the heavy bound papers, and surprisingly, I felt numb.Tonight was Laura's coronation— just a day after I had been cruelly rejected and forced to teach Laura the roles of a Luna, and I had been summoned to his office just to sign these papers.The fact that he was in a haste to end everything with me, felt like reality sending a harsh slap to my face.My eyes flickered to his form, taking in his features.Being an alpha, Gunner was six foot tall, with a lanky build, his muscles nicely proportioned, and his blonde hair was neatly combed through.He sat laxly on his chair, staring at me with those eyes that once made me shudder in utter delight, his posture causing me to slightly bare my neck in submission at the sheer dominance he exuded.Still, I felt the urge to yell at his face that I was pregnant, but held myself back.I promised myself not

Anna's POV 'I have to get out of here,' my mind was in full panic as the screams all around got louder and Ava got more excited within me. After a few staggered steps back, I turned and made my way through the crowd, even pushing some people along the way. It was too clustered to just waltz through, seriously lessening the needed speed to escape as quick as possible. Everywhere I turned, people whispered his name like it was scripture. Mattias. The Alpha of Black Rock. The legend. The untouchable. I didn’t care. I didn’t care if the Moon Goddess herself had risen from the ground and slapped a glowing sign over my head. I had to leave. Now. And to make matters worse, Ava only grew more agitated. 'Tch. Please, calm down, Ava,' I tried my best to pacify her whilst I searched for the nearest exit. Ava growled softly in protest, her voice whimpering through the bond that had begun to shimmer like a freshly struck match. “Mate,” she whispered again, her voice breathy… Almost dre

Anna’s POVThe light caught my attention. It's color—golden, too soft to be the harsh, came from the ceiling light of a hospital or the dim shadows of a prison.The second thing was the smell. Lavender. Then fresh linen. And then… him.That damn scent again—spice and cold mint.I sat up first, my hands impulsely moved to my stomach protectively, i could already feel my heart beating fast.The room was strange to me. Not lavish, but clean. Cozy. A guesthouse, maybe. I could tell by the light decoration, the neatly folded towels near on a chair in the room, and the faint heater hum somewhere in the wall.The bed dipped beside me.I fidgeted, and turned my head to the side.“Calm down, it's just me”Yvonne said.She looked tired. Her hair was packed in a messy bun, dark eye bags where also under her eyes and her glasses perched slightly off-center.“You really scared the hell out of me,” she said, resting one of her hand on my shoulder. “You fainted.”I swallowed, suddenly i realized ho

Anna’s POVThe trees blurred past, as I was driven silently.We hadn’t spoken much since we left the pack grounds. The silence wasn’t exactly awkward, it was heavy. Like the air before a storm. Like something waiting to unravel.Mattias drove the black SUV like he owned the road. Which, knowing him, he probably did.I sat balled up in the passenger seat, covered in Yvonne’s cloak. My fingers tightly holding the satchel to my chest like a life saver. My stomach was a bubbled with a mix of nerves and nausea. Maybe it was the baby. Maybe it was my entire damn life crashing down in twenty-four hours.Or it was the fact that my second-chance mate was just sitting less than two feet from me, very close. It made me think. I didn’t know if I wanted to slap him or express my frustrations through yelling.We finally pulled into a secluded dirt path, the area surrounded by trees and moonlight. Just then, I realized how far out we’ve driven.No pack markers. No scents. We were in the middle of no