All Chapters of REJECTED AND REBORN AS THE ALPHA KING'S LUNA : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

POV: Luna Everything hurts. That was the first thing I became aware of as consciousness flickered in and out like a dying candle. Pain everywhere, deep in my bones, in my blood, in the empty space where my wolf should be. I could hear fighting. Shouting. The clash of bodies against concrete. But it all sounded distant, like I was underwater. Someone was carrying me. Marcus, I thought. The older wolf who'd been kind to me when we first met. His arms were gentle despite his urgency. "Stay with us," he murmured. "Just a little longer." But I was so tired. So empty. The mate bond with Theo was there, a golden thread connecting us, but it was fraying. I could feel it unraveling strand by strand, my life slipping away taking the bond with it. I should fight harder. I knew that. But without my wolf, I was just human. And humans weren't meant to survive what they'd done to me. Through the haze, I saw flashes of the battle. Xavier, magnificent even weakened, fighting with the

POV: Marcus Blackwood Thirty years. Thirty years, two months, and seventeen days since I'd last seen the sky. Now I was leading fifty-three prisoners through collapsing corridors toward freedom I wasn't sure any of us would survive to see. "Keep moving!" I shouted over the alarm. "Stay together!" Riley clung to my arm, her eyes wide with terror. My daughter. Sixteen years old and she'd never known anything but cells and experiments and pain. She was trembling so hard I could feel it through my entire body. "Dad, it's too loud," she whimpered. "Too many people. Too much space." "I know, baby. I know. But we have to keep going." Behind us, the other prisoners struggled forward. Some were strong enough to run. Others leaned on those with more strength. A few had to be carried. An older witch named Helena stumbled, catching herself on the wall. "I can't. I'm too old, too weak. Leave me." "No one gets left behind," I said firmly, helping her up. "You've survived this long. Don't

POV: Xavier Tell me, General, would you be proposing peace if we hadn't just destroyed your secret prison?" "Probably not," Hawthorne admitted. "But that doesn't make the offer less genuine. The world is changing. We can either adapt together or destroy each other. I choose adaptation." "As do I," a new voice said. Alpha Celeste walked through the military line, the soldiers parting for her automatically. The ancient Alpha's presence commanded respect even from humans. Behind her came other members of the Wolf Council, including Damien. "The Council tracked the crisis here," Celeste explained. "We're prepared to enter negotiations for a formal supernatural-human council. The first in history." I looked at Thelma, then Theo, then Luna. This was bigger than us now. Bigger than one destroyed facility or one group of survivors. This could change everything. "I want one condition," I said. "Every prisoner freed from this facility gets full immunity. No prosecution, no regis

We sat down together, his arm around my shoulders, my head on his chest. "I was so scared," I whispered. "When you didn't remember me. When I thought I'd lost you forever." "You didn't lose me. You never could." Xavier tilted my chin up, his gray eyes intense. "Even without memories, I loved you. My soul knew you. That's what the mate bond is, Thelma. It's not just emotional or physical. It's destiny." He kissed me gently, and I felt years of pain and fear and separation dissolve. We made love there under the stars, slowly and reverently, celebrating life and reconnection. Every touch was worship. Every kiss was a promise. Afterward, we lay tangled together, Xavier tracing the mate mark on my neck with gentle fingers. "I forgot this for a while," he said softly. "But my body never did. Even without memories, I was drawn to you. To this mark. To us." "You're my home, Xavier," I said, tears sliding down my temples. "In every timeline, every version of our story, you're my hom

POV: ThelmaThe twin bond screamed.Not pain. Worse. The shock was so profound it felt like Theo's soul was shattering. And underneath it, a horrible recognition, betrayal so deep it had no words.He knew who the Serpent was.And through the bond, fragmented images flooded my mind. A face I knew. A voice I trusted. Eyes that swirled with impossible colors.No. Please, no."Thelma?" Xavier gripped my shoulders as I swayed. "What's wrong? What are you feeling?"I couldn't speak. Couldn't breathe. The truth was too terrible.Luna.The traitor was Luna."Gather everyone," I whispered. "Now. Command tent. Everyone we trust."Ten minutes later, our inner circle assembled. Xavier, Kael, Neon, Marcus, Riley, Sage, General Hawthorne. The faces of people who'd fought beside us, bled with us.People who deserved to know the truth."I know who the Serpent is," I said, my voice steady despite the agony tearing through me. "I've known since the Oracle died. Her vision showed me, and I've been tryin