All Chapters of Rejected by my Alpha, the Moon goddess chose me.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 75

My brother Laziel was barely hanging on, my Luna was trapped somewhere I couldn’t reach, and my wolf was restless, clawing at my chest like it wanted to burst out and run. “Please, do something,” I urged Aria persistently, my tone sharper than I intended. I was beyond restless.Aria closed her tired eyes and took a deep breath. “You need to be quiet, Aether. What I’m about to call for… it’ll shake the ground.”She spread a dark cloth on the floor of her chamber and drew strange symbols with white chalk. They glowed faintly as she whispered in a language I didn’t understand. She lit three black candles, added herbs to a clay bowl, and sprinkled silver powder around the edges. Her voice grew louder, and the chant almost sucked the air out of the room.Then, the flames bent backward. A shadow crept from the corner of the chamber and took shape—a tall woman with silver eyes glowing like moonlight. Her presence weighed heavily on my chest, like a mountain pressing down.Aria dropped to h

They rushed me inside like I was something fragile. Aether’s arms were under my shoulders, his face a mix of rage and relief. He carried me to his chambers, as if the whole world had shrunk down to just the two of us. When he finally set me on the soft chairs, he didn’t let go; his hands stayed on my back, his breathing trying to calm mine.“Just wind down,” he said softly. “Go wash the blood off and rest, we’ll figure out a way to bring Elira back tomorrow. For now, just sleep.” His fingers rubbed gentle circles on my shoulder, steady and soothing. I wanted to scream that I couldn’t rest, I shouldn’t because Elira needed me, but my body was really weak, and exhaustion took over.He waited patiently until I finally agreed. I took a hot shower, which should be refreshing but instead I hissed and squeezed when the wounds stung. Still, the steam and warmth helped ease the anger burning inside me. Aether was waiting when I stepped out, a towel around his waist and that intense, almost d

Elira didn’t wake up for a long time. I sat on the edge of the bed, her head resting on my lap, her skin cold like she had been left under winter rain. I kept brushing her hair back, whispering, “Stay with me… please stay with me…” even though my own throat was burning from crying. My body still hurt from the fight the previous day, but seeing her whole and hearty was all that mattered right nowThen her eyelids trembled.“Elira?” I whispered sharply, leaning over her.Her eyes cracked open; weak, watery, and unfocused, but she managed a tiny smile.“Maybel…” Her voice sounded like it was scraping against broken glass. “Hold… my hand.”I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed her hand quickly, squeezing it and trying to pour strength into her. But the moment our palms touched, something shot through me.A burning spark, like a bolt of raw lightning. A force that slammed into my chest so hard I gasped and struggled for breath.“Elira… what are you doing?!” I cried, but her fingers only tightened