All Chapters of The Rejected Luna's Redemption: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Donna’s POVA ringing filled my ears, sharp and endless, drowning every other sound. My vision blurred, the room spinning as the doctor’s words scraped against my skull. Five years of bleeding, praying, begging—and nothing left inside me now. My laugh tore out in broken gasps, too jagged to be real. “You’re joking.” My lips quivered as I forced the words out, trembling like they could hold the world together. “Tell me you’re joking.”“This can't be happening.” I yelled, dragging the injection out from my hands as I tried to stand up, the nurses that were behind the doctor held me tightly on the bed.“I'm sorry, Luna Donna. The baby couldn't make it” He announced for the second time. But my mind was blurred with emotions, my face stained with tears and my chest constricted. “Why? Why can't this one survive? Why?” I said, my muffled gasps sounded hoarse. “We did everything Luna, but it seems the moon goddess doesn't want you to have a child. This last surgery had caused a lot of damag

Donna’s POVI could only hear bits of words.“You are Luna in name only and you have brought me nothing but pain. Remember this, Donna– being my wife does not place you above the law.” His alpha aura pressing against my chest made it hard to breathe.I could feel my heart tearing apart as more power pressed against it. Cold sobs escaped as my lips moved, barely forming the words. “I didn't…i didn't” but no one cared to listen and the black swallowed me. ___I heard different voices speaking all at once, some were angry, some were pitiful, some just didn't want to belong. All my body couldn't move and I forced myself to open my eyes and I met hundreds of faces staring at me intensely.The sun is burning down on my exposed, bloody body. I was tied up with other criminals– some slaves that were captured together. My hands were bound tightly and were bleeding because of too much tightness. One of the oldest elders cleared his throat and stood up, his clothes were loosely beneath his wais

Donna’s POVThe stench of sweat, fear and rot clung to the air like a curse. Body pushing bodies, chains rattled as another slave was dragged forward, her cries echoing like the wail of a broken soul.“Twenty thousand. Going….. going….gone” An old man, skin sagging like leather left too long in the sun, moved forward, his eyes glinting with malice. He smirked as his crooked fingers grazed the trembling girl's face. She whimpered, thrashing weakly in her binds but no one helped her. His rasping laugh followed me as she was dragged away into darkness— sold.“Thank you for your purchase” the megaphone sounded. “Next” the megaphone sounded again.My stomach clenched so tightly it hurt. My ribs throbbed against my chest, throat dry and my tears flowing freely. I had thought rejection was the cruelest fate….but this? This was too low.My turn came. Hands gripped me roughly that I froze, pulling me forward and yanked the hood that concealed my face. The light blinded me for a moment. Ga

Dane’s POVThe echo of her heartbeat hadn’t left my head.Even now, standing on the terrace of the northern wing, I could still hear it — soft, uneven, like a trembling drum beneath fragile ribs. It wasn’t just a sound. It was a pull. A damn chain that wrapped itself around my chest and refused to let go.I gritted my teeth, staring into the forest beyond the walls of Shadowfang Manor. The trees swayed under the pale morning light, their leaves whispering like ghosts. My wolves patrolled somewhere out there, unaware that their Alpha stood here, haunted by a woman who should’ve been nothing more than a transaction.But she wasn’t.Donna.Even her name burned on my tongue like forbidden wine.When I had seen her collapse at the auction — body limp, skin marred with bruises, spirit crushed — something primal in me had surged. I’d told myself I bid on her because it was mercy. Because no woman deserved to be sold like that. But the moment I caught her scent, I knew mercy had nothing to

Donna’s POVSteam still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the bath, wrapping a soft linen around myself. The warmth had soothed my muscles, but not my thoughts. They swirled restlessly, fragments of voices, flashes of chains, the weight of eyes that weren’t there anymore.I rubbed my arms absently, grounding myself in the faint scent of herbs drifting through the room. It was strange how clean everything smelled here. It didn’t belong to me.“Luna!” Clara’s soft voice drew my attention. She was already arranging a tray on the table by the window with a bowl of steaming soup, slices of bread, and fresh fruit glistening under the candlelight. She smiled nervously when she saw me. “I brought your food. The Lady Queen said you must eat.”I shook my head quickly. “I’m not hungry.”Her face fell, panic flickering across her features. “Please, Luna. You must eat something. If you don’t, Lady Leona will be angry and if she’s angry, she’ll send me back to the pack kitchen.”I frowned. “An