All Chapters of The Rejected Luna’s Revenge: Six Alphas and a Secret Pregnan: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

With a mask of false confidence, she snapped, “Sierra, you wouldn’t dare! Just because you used those savage tactics against Candace doesn’t mean I’m as easy to corner as she is.”I met her gaze with a weary, knowing smile. “Go ahead, put it to the test. Since you’re so determined to make my life difficult, let’s just ensure this path is a nightmare for everyone involved, shall we?”Maya hissed, her blood-purity arrogance flaring. “If you sabotage this, the studio loses its reputation! Besides, you had no idea this was my commission before you set foot on these cliffs. You’re too much of a professional to ruin it now.”Despite the heat of our hatred, she knew I still followed the ancient codes of the artisan.A cold smirk played on my lips. “Actually, I spotted several structural flaws in this ritual altar the moment I arrived. I had every intention of fixing them to ensure your safety. But since this is your union, maybe I’ll just leave them be. A couple headed toward a cliff seems l

"Sorry to hear that—I hope this isn't a troll. Waiting for updates!""You might consider sending them a unique ritual gift, like a funeral wreath or a banner marking the exact number of days your ex and his mistress have been together."The comment section of the shifter forum was a whirlwind of chaos, with many wolves devolving into a heated debate over blood purity and pack loyalty. However, I fixated on the suggestion of the funeral wreath. It wasn't entirely unreasonable.Since the ceremony grounds were already being themed with exotic flora, a few bunches of yellow and white chrysanthemums—the blossoms of the dead—would certainly add a "unique" aesthetic.I reached for my device and placed an order with a specialist florist in the Northlands. Lexi had ignored my warnings; now, she would receive a symbolic tribute to the death of her dignity. If she wouldn't let me find peace in my new life, then none of them should expect a tranquil union.I gently caressed the slight bump of my

The irony was thick enough to choke on. Lexi Hart had been so desperate to have me design this ritual site from the beginning, and now I knew why. She wanted to flaunt her stolen life in the very space I had poured my soul into.I stood there, feeling the sting of the bruise on my lip, realized that the world of high-ranking wolves was built on these hidden layers of deception. Felix Quilter, my boss, was watching me with a new, hungry look in his eyes; he clearly smelled the scent of power on me that I hadn't yet claimed.In the family section, the Vaughn Circle was in a state of quiet panic. Connor shifted in his seat, his Alpha aura flickering with agitation. "Sierra hasn't arrived. Felix said she ran into the Bowens this morning."Landon’s face was a mask of cold fury. "I tried her link—her phone is dead. If those low-ranking curs touched a hair on her head, I’ll level their territory."They had spent the morning hesitating, trapped by their own guilt, failing to realize that whil

The air was thick with the scent of unwashed resentment. Lexi Hart stood frozen in her white silk, unable to bridge the gap between her reality and the cold dismissal in Cameron’s eyes.Was there an exchange between Aaron and Cameron that I had missed?Lexi felt the ground shifting. If it wasn't her influence that had brought the legendary Vaughn surgeon to the Steele Pack, then whose was it? It defied every law of the Northlands.Veronica Hale rushed to her side, her perfume cloying and sharp. "Lexi, darling, don’t fret. I will deal with Cameron’s temper when we return to the residence. Believe me, this union is the only thing that matters to the Steele bloodline."Lexi forced a brittle smile, her claws digging into her palms. "Matriarch, I need to shed this ritual gown first."The rejection burned worse than a silver blade. As a supposed heiress of the Vaughn Great-Pack, she was meant to be untouchable. Yet, a part of her felt a perverse sense of relief. Landon had threatened her wi

As the moon began its descent, I fought the heavy pull of exhaustion. I was terrified that if I let my guard down and slipped into a dreamless sleep, I’d wake up deep within a mountain den I could never escape.Eventually, the rusted van lurched to a halt on a desolate, narrow trail carved into the side of a cliff. The Northlands were vast and unforgiving once you left the industrial lights of the Steele Pack.The mountain wolves disembarked to stretch their limbs and tear into some raw jerky. Fabian turned back to me, his eyes gleaming with a possessive, dark light. "Eat something, Sierra. As long as you submit to the pack laws of the peaks, you’ll be provided for. Our territory isn't as shiny as the Vaughn Estates, but we take care of our breeding females."I stared at the dry crust of bread he offered, forcing my voice to remain steady. "I need milk. For the pup.""As long as you’re a good, quiet mate," he grunted, tossing a small carton toward me.I sat upright, hoping the scent o