All Chapters of The Rejected Luna's Redemption: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Dane’s POV“Lucien.”The name echoed in my head long after her voice went silent.It wasn’t mine.And yet hearing it come from her lips as she fell unconscious in my arms carved something dark and cold through my chest.Who the hell was Lucien?Jealousy hit before reason could catch up…sharp, fast, and ugly. My wolf bristled inside me, snarling at the thought of another name on her tongue, another bond in her heart. But she was limp in my arms, pale and fevered, and the anger died as quickly as it came.I couldn’t afford jealousy now. Not when she looked so fragile that even the night air seemed too heavy for her.“Hold on,” I muttered under my breath, tightening my grip as I strode toward the manor. “Just hold on.”Through the mind link, I reached out to the healers, all of them. “To my chamber. Now.”And then, “Mother, bring Clara. Donna fainted.”The responses were instant, a ripple of voices acknowledging the command. By the time I reached her room, the corridor was already alive

Dane’s POV The council room smelled of parchment and smoke. I’d been sitting there for almost an hour, trying to listen to Beta Kael’s report, but every time his voice droned through the room, my mind drifted somewhere else, up the stairs, through the hall, and straight into the room where she lay.Donna.Even now, her presence lingered at the back of my mind, faint but impossible to ignore. The mate bond pulsed like a distant heartbeat, a soft tug beneath my skin that kept me tethered to her even when I didn’t want to be.“Alpha,” Kael said again, his tone sharpening, pulling me back. “You’re not listening.”I blinked, straightening in my chair. “Repeat that.”He exhaled, a mixture of patience and irritation. “I said the patrols found no trace of the rogues near the southern border. But they did find something unusual, a mark on one of the trees. It’s old, but it resembles the crest of the Blackmoon Pack.”My brows furrowed. “That can’t be right. The Blackmoon Pack was destroyed ye

Dane’s POV It became difficult and it showed. The palace became quieter when I passed by, wolves speaking in whispers. Every corridor I walked through carried a pulse of restrained voices. Maids who once bowed deeply now kept their eyes down, and guards avoided holding my gaze. Something strange is beginning to happen. It all started after Donna fainted. That night left a mark on everyone, the Alpha’s mate collapsing under the moonlight, whispering another man’s name. I told myself I didn’t care, that it was only exhaustion, but the truth was uglier. That name still echoed in my head like a curse I couldn’t erase. By morning, the council had gathered. Their faces were masks of politeness but their scent reeked of judgment. “The people are uneasy, Alpha,” Elder Roran said, wringing his hands. “The Luna has not been presented to the pack. Shadows grow in silence. You must show them she is truly one of us.” I knew what he meant before he said it — the Harvest Ball. Every

Dane’s POVThe dawn after the ball rose like a wound, red streaks bleeding across a bruised sky.I hadn’t slept. Not after seeing the look on her face last night, the trembling hands clutching my cloak, the tears she tried so hard to hold back. I wanted to go back, to tell her she did nothing wrong. But I couldn’t. Not when every eye in that hall had been on us, waiting to see how the Alpha would react to his bought Luna.I spent the night pacing my study, the silence too loud, the bond between us a steady throb beneath my ribs. Every flicker of her pain echoed through me. It was maddening.So when Kael stormed into the room at sunrise, his face pale and voice sharp, I almost welcomed the distraction.“Alpha—” He stopped, catching his breath. “Something’s wrong.”My hand froze mid-reach for the wine I’d been drinking since midnight. “What now?”“The ceremonial dagger,” he said. “It’s gone.”I stared at him, the words taking a moment to sink in. “Gone? That’s impossible.”“It was take

Dane’s POV The dawn mist clung to the castle like a lingering ghost when I stepped out of the healer’s wing.Donna had survived the burning. Barely.The healers said the flames that had scarred her chest weren’t mortal.A rejection from the Moon Goddess herself. I didn’t understand it, and that made it worse.For two days, I hadn’t gone near her. Watching her hurt had done something to me, something I couldn’t name. The moment I saw that scorched letter in her hand, my first instinct wasn’t anger. It was fear.Fear that I was losing her, not to another man, but to a past I could never reach.Mother found me by the window that morning, staring into the grey. “You’ve punished her enough,” Mother said softly. “Now go and remind her she’s still here.”“She tried to contact her old pack,” I muttered. “If I had been any slower….”“She’s not your prisoner, Dane.” Her voice was calm, but there was steel in it. “She’s your mate. And sometimes the heart acts out when the soul feels trapped.”