All Chapters of Craving His Rejected Luna: You will regret leaving me, Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Selene's Pov I should be happy tonight. I mean not only was I 22 today, but today was also my four years anniversary, yet the table was too quiet for a birthday, no less an anniversary. I sat, fingers curled loosely around the edge of the white box before me, pretending I hadn’t been waiting all day. Mother had sent no message and father? I wouldn't dare expect one. I should be standing beside my mate, my husband, my Alpha, basking in the love and admiration of our pack. At least we're, or maybe I'm celebrating Four years as his Luna tonight. Four years of loyalty in which, three years was me pretending that I wasn’t breaking inside. I looked across the courtyard, drawing the window curtains slightly and looked downward, and just as I thought Lucian was with her. Mira. His first love. The woman who left him, left the pack, left everything behind, only to return as if nothing had changed on our mating party, and ever since she's been coming back every few months, And Lucia

Selene's POV The ring rolled to Lucian's feet. However, he sneered and stepped on it, crushing both my dignity and love beneath his heel and harshly said, “Do you really think by acting like this and playing victim I'm going to rule what you did right? I will pretend this didn't happen at all. Because like I said, Mira needs to rest. So go to the guest room and reflect on yourself, and maybe when you get some sense you can come back to this room.” I stared at him, stunned. He looked so sure of himself, so convinced that he was right, that I was the problem. He turned toward Mira again, adjusting the blanket over her like she was something breakable. “I won’t be going to the guest room.” I said quietly. That made him pause. He turned, eyes narrowing at me. “What did you say?” I looked at him. Really looked at him. The man who used to pull me into his chest on stormy nights. The Alpha who once swore on the stars that I was his home. The mate who used to trace promises on my sk

Moscow, Russia Maelis Rolkov “Twenty dead,” I said, placing the number between us like a verdict. Across the polished desk, Alpha Viktor Damaris sat stiff as stone, restless and cornered. The proud wolf of Volkov Ridge now looked more like a man sitting on his own grave. I tapped my gloved fingers against the wooden desk as I asked, “Do you know what I hate most, Alpha Damaris?” He blinked. “Lady.. M—Maelis?” “Dishonesty.” I looked up, meeting his dark eyes. He leaned forward, forcing confidence he didn’t have. “I swear, the mishap wasn’t intentional. The Americans--” “--didn’t know where to strike until someone in your office gave them our route,” I cut in, “That ‘mishap’ cost us twenty men and a full shipment. Your shipment. Our shipment!” His jaw clenched. “You can’t possibly think I--” “I don’t think. I verify.” I said, bringing out a folder from my bag and sliding it across the desk. “And this? Verified. Unless you're trying to say your assistant’s signature on the

Lucian POV “Should I get the black Rolls-Royce ready for tonight’s party, Alpha?” Kellan asked as I stepped out of the car. “Oh, tonight’s party.” I echoed, realizing I’d almost forgotten about the party I was pushed into attending by the council to strengthen the pack alliance. “Just arrange any car you think suits the occasion.” I said before heading into the estate. Instead of going straight to my room, I turned down the east hall, toward Anna’s. I haven't seen her since yesterday. Given that I’d left early in the morning for council reports and border meetings, then spent the night in the lower sector helping families whose homes were destroyed in the last attack. Fear spreads faster than fire; and that's the last thing we need at this point. I pushed open her door quietly, in case she was asleep. But she wasn’t. She lay on the bed surrounded by stuffed animals, staring blankly at the ceiling. She didn’t even notice me at first, lost somewhere far away in her little thou

Maelis Rolkov “Alpha Lucian.” I glanced meaningfully at our joined hands. That finally broke the spell. “Oh,” He cleared his throat, pulling back his hand. “My apologies.” “None taken,” I said with a calm smile enjoying the embarrassed look on his face, That was when his beta, Kellan, stepped forward. He looked a little different than I remembered, the side of his once unblemished face now has a thin faint scar that only silver could cause. He stopped beside Lucian, greeted me briefly, then leaned in close to his Alpha. Whatever he whispered was too low even for my wolf hearing to catch. But I saw the instant shift in Lucian’s posture, his jaw tightening, eyes hardening like someone had flipped a switch inside him. “I really have to go now,” he said abruptly, not waiting for a response before striding away, his scent fading fast through the crowd. Tyler cleared his throat, trying to smooth over the awkwardness Lucian left behind. “I believe you’re going to stay for the Alph