Lahat ng Kabanata ng Her Alpha's Rejection, His Luna's Rise : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

SeleneI didn't wait for dawn. My shoes slapped the stones, echoing sharp in the corridors as I stormed toward Kaelen's wing. The guards I passed straightened but didn't move to stop me. They'd obvously heard the scene in the hall and knew better than to get in my way when fire still smoked in my veins.The bond hit me before I reached the doors. A pulse of heat low in my belly, sharp and foreign, not my own. My steps faltered and I braced myself against the wall, teeth clenched as the sensation of lust rolled through me.It was Kaelen's.Goddess damn him. He was buried inside her, and the bond made sure I felt every thrust, every flicker of his hunger, every ounce of pleasure that should have been mine but never would be again.I gagged as bile scorched my throat. My nails clawed against stone until the tips split. No. I would not let this break me. I shoved the bond's current into a box inside my chest, slammed the lid, and locked it down tight. If I had to feel it, then I'd carry i

SeleneDraven's words hung in the air like a blade poised to fall."She's mine now."The forest was silent now, the rogues' whimpers fading into the distance, their retreat marked by the sound of rustling leaves and snapping twigs. Meanwhile, the massive wolf stood before me, his black fur streaked with silver, his golden eyes piercing through the darkness.Draven's form shimmered, bones cracking as he shifted back to human. When he was fully transformed, his leather armor clung to his broad frame, scars crisscrossing his chest, visible through the open laces of his tunic. His dark hair that still had streaks of silver, fell into his golden eyes, which held mine with an intensity that made my skin prickle.He was dangerous, no question, but I knew if he wanted me dead, I'd be sipping ale at the Moon godess' temple by now. Either way, I tightened my grip on the dagger, and squared by stance despite the pain. He'd chased off the rogues, but that didn't make him my savior."Yours?" I sai

SeleneThe Shadowfang fortress rose high against the dusk, its black stone walls jagged and unyielding, as its high towers pierced the sky. The air carried a faint metallic tang, laced with something sour, as if the stones themselves whispered of old curses and older betrayals. I'd heard tales of haunted halls and blood-soaked floors. This was a pack built on ruthlessness as much as loyalty. Now, standing at its gates, I felt those stories pressing against me, daring me to step forward.My boots crunched on the frost-dusted path and I kept my chin high, my red hair catching the wind like a banner of defiance. Let them stare and know I wasn't here to bow.Draven walked beside me and his warriors flanked us, their eyes glinting with either curiosity or suspicion, I couldn't tell which. The gates groaned open, revealing a courtyard bustling with wolves. Some cheered Draven, fists raised, their voices rough with pride. "Nightbane! Nightbane!" they chanted, celebrating the alliance my pre

Selene The great hall of Shadowfang was a storm of chaos, the feast shattered by the scout’s warning of Kaelen’s ambush. Tankards clattered to the floor, wolves scrambled for weapons, and the air thickened with the scent of sweat and steel. My heart pounded as I gripped my ceremonial dagger, its silver blade catching the torchlight. Kaelen stood across the hall with his Bloodfang warriors fanned out behind him. The mate bond burned in my chest, his jealousy a living thing, but I locked eyes with him, refusing to flinch. Dorian was out there, and no trap of Kaelen’s would stop me from getting to him. Draven was at my side, when he ssid. “Stay sharp, Selene. He’s not here to talk.” I snorted, my voice sharp. “Good. Cause I’m done talking.” Kaelen’s taunting smile widened as he stepped closer, his voice carrying over the din. “Your son misses his mother, Selene. Pity you chose rebellion over him.” My vision narrowed to his smug face. Gods, how did I ever find this man attractive? “