All Chapters of The Rejected Luna’s Revenge: Six Alphas and a Secret Pregnan: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I came to a dead halt, the weight of the silence behind me pulling at my senses. My eyelashes fluttered, a brief tremor of the wolf within, before I masked my scent and turned back with a frigid, calm gaze. "What is it, Cameron?"My heart hammered against my ribs as he stood there, a silent mountain of shadow and frost.What was left for the Alpha of the Northlands to say?His lips thinned into a hard line. Just as he seemed ready to growl out something about his farce of an engagement to Lexi, the stone lift chimed. A middle-aged woman in structured silks, her eyes cold as a winter morning, stepped into the corridor.The practiced smile on Margaret Steele’s face evaporated the moment she caught my scent. "What are you doing haunting these halls? I’m warning you, Sierra—don't you dare whisper your lies into Naomi’s ear while she’s vulnerable!"I met her gaze with an indifferent stare. "Save your breath, Margaret. I wouldn't. I want her soul-healing to be successful more than anyone in

Cameron’s golden eyes swept over Ryder with predatory disdain. "Already baring your throat and surrendering? I expected more from a supposed lead male."The fury in Ryder’s chest spiked so hard his claws nearly split his skin. There was no way a Vaughn would retreat from a Steele’s posturing. If I hadn't clamped my hand down on his arm, he would have shifted right there and torn Cameron’s ego to shreds.I kept my voice low and steady. "We simply aren't fools who think throwing silver at a wall proves our strength."Ryder snorted, then flashed me a brilliant, wolfish grin. "Sierra’s right. You’re the clever one. He’s just an idiot with a heavy purse."Cameron, despite having won the ancient landscape painting, felt the invisible brand of 'idiot' burning against his neck. He gripped his bidding scroll until the wood groaned, staring at the canvas in stony silence. The rush of victory had vanished, replaced by a bitter, metallic taste in his mouth.Beside him, Lexi flagged down a servant

The healer’s voice was calm, but the words felt like a heavy weight. "The strain of the pup’s growth is beginning to pull at your core, Sierra. Or perhaps you’ve been under a shadow of stress lately. You must let your wolf rest."I knew exactly what the shadow was: Naomi’s surgery.When I stepped out of the scanning chamber, clutching the medical scroll, Aaron was gone. A pulse of light on my device revealed a message: [Emergency patient in the high-caste ward. Wait for me in the lounge.]I tucked the scroll deep into my bag, shielding it as I descended to the main hall. As the stone doors of the lift slid open, I nearly walked straight into Lexi Hart. Instinctively, I pulled my bag tighter to my side. Her scent was sharp with sudden surprise."Sierra? What are you doing in a place of healing?" Lexi’s eyes raked over me, looking for a weakness.I kept my gaze cool. "Are you the only one permitted to walk these halls, Lexi?"I tried to brush past her, but she stepped into my path, a sm

I was oblivious to the fact that Aaron had nearly collided with Lexi Hart on the lower levels of the healing sanctuary. It was a stroke of luck that I hadn't descended yet, or his scent would have surely betrayed his Vaughn lineage to her.The six of us—the Vaughn Circle—had bound ourselves to a blood-oath: the first brother to let his true rank slip to me would be forced to perform a ritual dance of shame, stripped to his pelt, under the full moon. Despite his lack of dignity, Aaron was dead-set on avoiding such a humiliating fate.I looked at him, my gaze clouded with self-deprecation. "Aaron, I’m grateful you went to such lengths for me. But I have to tell you... your friend likely won't be needed after all. I’m so sorry for the wasted hunt."Aaron’s mind went back to his encounter with Lexi. He suspected she’d been whispering sweet lies again, especially since I’d run into both her and Cameron earlier. He let out a low, grounding huff. "As long as the Matriarch’s soul-surgery is s

Cameron forced himself tall, his Alpha presence flaring but controlled as he stepped away from me. At his silent command, Jonah and the driver moved with predatory efficiency to reposition the transport, clearing the unauthorized path.A suffocating tension remained thick within the cabin. Jonah and the driver kept their gazes fixed forward, clearly wishing they could mask their scents and vanish into the upholstery.Cameron’s face was a mask of grim severity. He looked uncharacteristically frayed; his formal silk tie lay discarded on the floor, and his heavy coat was bunched at his shoulders, wrinkled where I had gripped him.Tucking myself into the far corner of the leather seat, I tried to reclaim my dignity. I leaned toward Jonah in the front and whispered, "Drop me at the tunnel entrance to the transit lines just ahead."Jonah hesitated, his eyes darting to the rearview mirror to catch Cameron’s reaction. He wouldn't dare halt the engine without the Alpha's nod.I felt Cameron’s