《Rejected Luna of the Mafia Alpha》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

I tried again.Adrian, please.I sent the thought down the bond as I climbed the stairs toward the main packhouse, my hand gripping the railing like it was the only thing keeping me upright. My heart hammered against my ribs, each beat a desperate prayer that Bianca had been lying, that the mark on her throat was fake, that this was all some terrible misunderstanding.The bond felt... muted. Not gone. Just distant. Like shouting into fog and hearing nothing echo back.But it was still there. That had to mean something.I reached the second floor where the offices were, where the important wolves conducted pack business in rooms I was only allowed to enter when I was cleaning them. The hallway smelled like leather and old wood and power—the kind that pressed down on my shoulders and reminded me exactly where I stood in the hierarchy.At the very bottom.Adrian was there.He stood outside the Alpha's office, his back to me, his posture rigid. Even from behind, he looked every inch the h

"My son has chosen his mate."Alpha Marcus's voice rang through the hall like a death knell.Time slowed.Everything around me blurred—the faces of the pack, the candles flickering along the walls, the flowers decorating the platform. All of it faded into background noise, meaningless and distant.All I could see was Adrian.I searched his face, silently begging him to look at me. To see me standing here, breaking apart in front of everyone. To remember what we had been, what we had shared, what he had promised me in the dark when no one else was listening.Please, I thought desperately. Please look at me.He didn't.His eyes stayed fixed on Bianca, on her perfect smile and her white dress and the mark on her throat that he had put there. He looked at her like she was the only thing in the room worth seeing.Like I didn't exist.Like I had never existed."Bianca Reeves," Marcus announced, his hand resting on my sister's shoulder with paternal pride. "Daughter of my Beta, a wolf of str

The rain was cold. Merciless.It started as a drizzle while I stood alone in the gardens, then quickly turned into a downpour that soaked through my gray dress within seconds. The thin fabric clung to my skin, heavy and uncomfortable, but I barely felt it.Everything inside me was numb.I stood in the courtyard between the gardens and the pack hall, rain streaming down my face, mixing with the blood from my split lip. My hair hung in wet tangles around my shoulders. My hands trembled at my sides.I looked like exactly what I was.Broken. Discarded. Nothing.Inside the hall, music and celebration resumed as if nothing had happened. As if a wolf hadn't just been publicly destroyed in front of the entire pack. The sounds drifted through the closed doors—laughter, cheers, the clink of glasses.They were toasting Adrian and Bianca.Celebrating their future.No one was thinking about me.I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stop the shaking. It didn't help. The cold had settled deep i

By the third day, the whispers were no longer quiet. They followed me through the packhouse like a shadow I couldn't escape. In the corridors. In the kitchens. In the training hall where I still scrubbed blood from stone on my knees. "She's dangerous," a warrior muttered as I passed with my bucket. "I heard delusional omegas snap," his companion agreed, not bothering to lower his voice. "They become violent. Unpredictable." I kept my head down and kept walking. Three days of this. Three days of rumors spreading like poison through the pack, each one more vicious than the last. And through it all, Adrian never corrected them. I saw him that morning in the main hall, standing with a group of Beta wolves discussing security measures. When one of them mentioned my name—suggested I might be a threat to pack safety—Adrian just nodded thoughtfully. Like it was a reasonable concern. Like he hadn't spent three years holding me in the dark, whispering promises he never intended to keep.