บททั้งหมดของ Rejected Luna: Awakening Her Silver Wolf: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Danika’s P.O.VLips in a thin line, heart racing in profuse shame, I slowly opened the door a bit wider to let her in.How could I say no to such hopeful eyes?“Good morning, Mila,” I greeted her. That was the first thing that left my lips before my racing heart took over again.What was she going to tell me? I thought. Now that she was inside and her eyes took a proper look at my body, her smile grew even broader, bringing an unsettling feeling to the pit of my stomach.“I wanted to ask if you’re settling in properly with the pack,” she began, “but I’ll skip that because I can see you’re doing just fine,” she said cryptically, her eyes raking over my body.Her gaze bored into mine, stripping away my defenses. I shifted uneasily, the intensity of her stare making my skin prickle. My fingers tightened around the hem of the little dress I was wearing, a futile attempt to shield myself from her piercing scrutiny.“I—I’m fine and settling well, thank you,” I muttered.“Oh dear, don’t feel

Drake’s P.O.VFor the tenth time, I glowered at Eleanor, flinging her hands off my arms. And for the tenth time, she still stretched out her hand to hold mine again.I didn’t know how else to communicate to her that I wanted to be left alone. Was that asking for too much?Anger — deeper than I’d felt in a long time — roared within me as I peeled her fingers off my arm.“I said, let go!” I seethed at her.She frowned, like she was about to cry.“But I’m pregnant for you, and pregnant women need attention,” she whined pitifully.Her words irritated me even more. That was no longer my business.I sighed, frustrated. “You know what? I love…” I trailed off, looking at her with disdain. “I’ll just leave the stupid bedroom for you.”I hissed angrily, grabbing my pillow and heading toward the door — but her broken voice stopped me.“But I’m your Luna,” she sobbed quietly. “What did I do for you to treat me this way?”I inhaled a deep breath, trying to calm my anger before speaking.“It’s eith

Jonah’s P.O.VI sat in my room with a tray of food on the table as Danika and I munched on our breakfast, but my mind was somewhere else entirely.My heart was gladdened by the thought that Danika was finally coming out of her shell. I was elated to see her take the initiative to find me first.To me, that was progress — a great development.I was happy. My pack was happy. They’d never seen me this way before. Even though I hadn’t made an official announcement about finding my mate, everyone already knew. That’s how fast news travels in a pack.But still, something confused me.She didn’t want my help. She didn’t even want me anywhere near the training grounds. And when I insisted, she looked shaken — her voice trembling between nervousness and pleading.What was she so bothered about?Was it shame? Or maybe she didn’t want the other wolves to see her train. I knew she was still struggling with the pain and regret of losing her wolf, but…I sighed and looked up when her soft voice pul

Jonah’s P.O.VMy eyes followed her every move, tension rippling through my body.With each strained repetition, my lips pressed into a thin line, and my fingers twitched at my sides.It took all of my self-control to resist the instinct to step in.I winced slightly each time she pushed herself further, my breath hitching as I saw the exhaustion boldly etched on her face.And when her muffled sob cut through the air, a sharp pang constricted my chest painfully.I swallowed hard, a lump forming in my throat as I fought the urge to rush to her side.Every muscle in my body ached as if I could physically will my strength into her.I shifted my weight from one foot to the other — restless and uneasy — the inner conflict clear in the furrow of my brows and the tightness in my shoulders.I couldn’t tear my gaze away, silently willing her to find the strength she sought, while my emotions churned inside me — a turbulent blend of love, fear, and unwavering support.I was being obedient — stay

Jonah’s P.O.VI watched as she slowly walked out of my office, and it took everything within me not to call her back.After Danika left, I sank back into my swivel chair, staring at the documents in front of me without really seeing them.My jaw clenched as I let out a slow, controlled breath, trying to steady the storm brewing inside me.Guilt gnawed at my chest, mixing with a deep sense of regret. My eyes drifted toward the door she had just exited, a pang of longing hitting me squarely in the heart.The cold, distant façade I’d forced myself to maintain had already crumbled, replaced by a wave of sorrow that threatened to drown me.My hand tightened around the pen, almost crushing it between my fingers. The tension in my muscles refused to ease.I had wanted to reach out, to pull her into my arms and tell her everything would be fine… but fear and hurt held me back.The frustration of pushing her away when all I wanted was to hold her close weighed heavily on my mind.I leaned forw