All Chapters of You rejected your Luna: One Chance is all you Get. : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Anna POVI woke up earlier than usual. Not because I had something urgent to do — I rarely did these days — but because I felt it. That quiet shift in the air. Like a possession of mine was about to be taken from me.The sun was still coming into view, but its morning orange light was already evident in the sky. The morning fog still clung to the ground surface, although it was already starting to fade. On my shoulders, I wrapped my shawl as I walked to the window side, placing my hand on the wooden sill for the Moment. I remained like that. Watching.There was silence outside, the peace came with the atmosphere. The stables had more vitality in them. My eyes moved to the stale hand preparing the horses, using a brush to straighten their coats and checking the saddles. Then my eyes moved to her. Callista.She walked out from the main house with her usual confident expression and strides. She wore a cloak less fitted for any diplomatic mission. Her hair was packed properly, even fr

Anna’s POVThe halls are too quiet at night. Still and heavy, like they’re holding their breath.I couldn’t sleep, not really. I tried, tossing and turning for what felt like hours. My mind wouldn’t settle. Every time I closed my eyes, it was the same thing, images of Mattias and Callista, their horses riding off side by side. Her smug little smirk, that wink. The way his back didn’t turn once.So I got up. No real plan. I just wanted to move and breathe.It was cold outside. I wrapped my arms around me like spaghetti and I took careful steps so I wouldn't disturb anyone. Midway through the corridor, I heard something like a conversation between two low voices. I freeze before I even mean to.It’s Richard. I recognized that calm, composed cadence in it. And the other voice—softer, a little playful—is Callista.I felt unease welling up inside.I moved closer to the corner silently to remain undetected. I wasn't supposed to get involved but my curiosity was fueling my actions. shouldn’

Anna's POV It started with a knock.Not firm. Not gentle. Just… deliberate. Its sound felt like words, as though it was saying, “I'm not here to converse, just to be present.”I didn't give an immediate answer. My hands were still wet after I had washed my face in the basin. I took a towel and dried them calmly. I already knew who it was on the other side of the door. He was the only one who would knock with such audacity—as if he was the one in command. With a long sigh, I walked over to the door and opened it. As expected Richard stood there with his hands behind him. He didn't smile but it seems he was trying to hide his inner expression. “Anna,” he said, his voice smooth like oil. “It's good I met you.”I didn’t speak immediately. I just waited for him to say whatever useless thing that always came out of his mouth.He didn't feel the slightest unease for the silence inside; he made his way into the threshold like it was his own room. “There’s to be a communal dinner this eve

Anna's POV The silence is louder now. Not the comfortable kind that once meant understanding, but the aching kind that drags on—longer with each passing hour. The kind that settles into the bones, cold and sharp and impossible to shake off.Mattias hasn’t come.Not once. Not to check on me. Not to speak. Not to even look at me across a room full of strangers.I’ve run out of excuses to make for him. At first, I told myself he was busy—leading, protecting, solving things I wasn’t allowed to understand. Then I thought maybe he needed space. Time. Something wounded between us trying to heal.But now… now I don’t know anymore.All I know is I’m alone. And I’m tired.More tired than I should be, maybe. Everything hurts faster these days—foot pains, back aches, my body refusing to accept certain types of food. The occasional baby kicks, serving as a reminder—that it wasn't just me. I folded a sweater and placed it inside a bag. One of the smaller ones. I don’t have much here that’s truly

Richard’s POVI was halfway through reading a dull report about grain shortages when the knock came.Sharp. Urgent.I didn’t even look up, “What?”My assistant stepped in, eyes darting around like the walls had teeth, “Alpha Holt’s estate… it was attacked.”That got my attention.I set the paper down, slowly, “Attacked?”He swallowed, “By Alpha Mattias.”I blinked. For a second, the words didn’t register. Then they did.“Mattias?” I repeated, voice flat. “What was he doing there?”The assistant looked like he’d rather be anywhere else, “Retrieving Anna.”A slow heat crawled up the back of my neck. My pulse ticked faster.“She’s back?”“Yes, unharmed as well.” I relaxed in the chair, looking at the sun outside. Inside me feeling solid like stone. Mattias went into another Alpha’s territory. Alone. And walked out — with her.That wasn’t just bold. That was a message.“Leave,” I said quietly.The assistant nodded and fled.I neglected time as I sat there carefree. After a while, I deci