All Chapters of Rejected Luna: Awakening Her Silver Wolf: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Danika’s P.O.V.The sound of the door opening and a loud thud reverberated across the office walls. My head whipped toward the doorway to see who it was… only to find Eleanor standing there like a stone statue.Her face was a blend of emotions—shock, disbelief, and of course, sadness wasn’t excluded. It was written all over her face. Great. Just great. What a way to start off my resumption, I thought sarcastically.I couldn’t find words to say; they were stuck in my throat. How was I supposed to know Eleanor would arrive at that exact moment to see us in this messy position? That expression of sadness—I could tell how she was feeling inside because I’d been there. I knew how suffocating and painful it could be.Eleanor slowly raised her fingers to cover her mouth as a sob escaped through them. Her face was already wet and glittering with tears. She violently shook her head, refusing to believe what she was seeing. Her shoulders trembled as she cried silently, and my heart ached for he

Danika’s P.O.V.I ran as fast as I could without catching my breath, my heartbeat like a drum in auto-mode. My dad’s words incessantly repeated themselves in my head, nonstop.“You need to be home this instant.” It echoed again, and I ran even faster. The fear of something bad happening to either of my family members brought immense tremors to my very core. I wouldn’t be able to bear it.By the time I reached home, I was almost gasping for air, my chest rising and falling like it was about to jump out of my skin.“You’re back, child,” Dad stated, and I turned to face the direction of the voice. At one glance I could clearly see that he was really all right.“Did something happen to Mom or Eleanor or… or how did your day go?” Dad asked again, and I screamed internally.Is that something he should be asking me? How about you start talking, Dad—why you had to make me run from where I was all the way down here because of your call just to meet everyone like they were before I left home fo

Danika’s P.O.V.He shook his head at me. “Say it, Danika. I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want me to stay,” he said, cupping my cheeks with his hand.After waiting for a long while without hearing me say anything, he sighed disappointingly.“If you can’t even say something this simple, then I wonder if you’re not going to push me away if I stayed back,” he said, his palm sliding down from my cheeks as he stood up to leave.Now his voice sounded hurt. I’d hurt him again with my actions. I could still feel his soft palms slowly sliding down my cheeks. The place was warm—so warm that it was soothing. I didn’t want it to stop.The thought of losing him forever… the thought of not seeing him again brought a feeling of emptiness and tremors to my body. I didn’t even want to think about it. Panic gripped me, and a rush of adrenaline coursed through my veins as my legs moved on their own accord.I instinctively wrapped my arms around his waist to stop him from leaving—to stop him from

Danika’s P.O.V.I woke up to the sight of no one on the bed. I frantically looked around my room, but I saw nothing—just an empty room.Could... could he have left me? If not, why is he not here? That could be the only reasonable explanation. I threw off the bed covers irritatingly and stared blankly right into the ceiling, my eyes already pooling with tears.Had I been played? Just some fancy words coming from his mouth made me believe he loved me. Liar. He was a big liar. And what about me? A fool who goes around believing everything people tell me. Tears rolled freely from my eyes, and I felt unbothered to even wipe them off.A sob almost escaped my lips when I heard voices coming from downstairs. Like a tap on my head, it suddenly dawned on me—I hadn’t even checked around the house, and here I was already concluding that he had left me with my feelings.Doing a 300-degree turnaround, I flung down my legs from the bed and hurriedly opened my door, then ran down the stairs without e

Danika’s P.O.V.After dinner was over, I had already felt weak all over.Food was supposed to be nourishment to a person’s body, but mine had to be different. Mine had to turn into the exact opposite. Without wanting to draw any attention or give Dad a glimpse that something was wrong, I summoned all the strength I could to walk back into my room.My head throbbed badly in pain. My strength dwindled quickly like a melting candle, and I felt my vision become blurry.“What are you doing about what we discussed the night before?” came Jonah’s voice as he climbed over from the other side of the bed.This man—my Jonah—was now everything to me. He was all I ever wanted in a man, and I couldn’t thank the Moon Goddess enough.He said I would make a good Luna, and what better way to find out than to become one? I would relieve my worried cat of a dad from his fear of something bad happening to me.He perceived Jonah as a reliable man, and I couldn’t agree more.“Yes,” I said excitedly, “I can’