All Chapters of Chasing His Rejected Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

“Where is he?” I demanded the moment I arrived at the dungeon, my voice calm but carrying the sharp edge of anger I could barely contain. I had instructed Dante to make sure no one knew about Trent. Not my mother. Not the rest of the pack. The fewer who knew, the better. The truth about why I had taken this personally, about Mirelle’s presence on my territory, was mine alone. “I will take you to him, Alpha,” the dungeon guard said, inclining his head before pushing the heavy door aside. We stepped inside. We descended the dimly lit staircase, each step echoing against the cold concrete. Light bulbs hung from the ceiling, casting a harsh glow on the rows of cells we passed. Some were empty; others held wolves whose hands reached desperately through the metal bars, silent pleas for attention. This place was for criminals, wolves who had broken laws, or those deemed too dangerous to roam free. Some were here for life, condemned to rot until their final breath. Interrogations, punish

I finally pushed myself off the bed and closed the distance between us. “Why do you hate me so much, Dominic?” I asked. He didn’t answer. “I’m not the girl I used to be,” I continued, my voice shaking. “I’ve changed and I did that because of you. I love you, Dominic. I’m sorry for what I did. Do you think I wanted this? Do you think I’m proud of it?” Tears spilled down my cheeks as my voice cracked. “Look at me. Just look at me. Do you really think I feel fit to be a mother? Do you think I don’t regret that night? That I wouldn’t give anything to undo what I’ve done?” For a moment, something unreadable flickered in his eyes as he leaned closer, studying my face. Then he spoke. “You want to fix this?” His voice was low, merciless. “Go away. And never come back.” I swallowed hard. “You think I don’t know what you are?” he continued coldly. “You really expect me to fall for this act? You might convince everyone else that you’re sweet and innocent, but I know better. Deep down, we

Unknown Pov“Did you find her?” I asked the moment I stepped into the warehouse.My heels echoed sharply against the concrete floor as I approached the two men waiting for me. The sound alone made them stiffen.“No,” one of them said after exchanging a nervous glance with the other.I stopped in front of them. “What do you mean, no?” My gaze moved between them slowly, deliberately. Their shaking irritated me more than their answer. “Speak.”My temper flared hot and fast. In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to wrap my hands around their throats and squeeze until the fear left their eyes forever. They had already outlived their usefulness. I was beginning to wonder why I had spared them at all.“We searched every hospital we could think of,” one of them said quickly. “We combed the city. Our networks turned up nothing. No records, no sightings, no trace of her whereabouts.”A laugh tore out of my throat before I could stop it. It was sharp and humorless. I laughed because the exc

Dominic’s Pov A week later “This is him?” I asked, disbelief cutting through my voice as I slowly circled the man bound to the chair. He was pathetic. Nothing like the man I had built in my head during the hunt. I had imagined someone hardened by secrets, shoulders squared with confidence, a tongue sharp enough to bargain for his life. Instead, the man trembled uncontrollably, his body jerking beneath the restraints like an animal already aware it was about to be slaughtered. A rough sack covered his head, damp with sweat and panic, but I did not need to see his face to know fear owned him completely. “That’s him,” Dante said without hesitation. He stepped closer and handed me his phone. “Messages confirm it. He’s been in contact with the target for weeks. Played dumb when I confronted him. Didn’t try to run. Thought cooperation would save him.” I took the phone. As I scrolled, something cold settled deep in my chest. Every message read like cowardice dressed up as innocence. Ha