All Chapters of His Rejected Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

The days following the council’s visit moved slowly, like the calm after a storm—or the deep breath before another. But peace, Evelyn knew, was never meant to last in their world.By the third morning, the skies darkened. Not with rain, but with something more ancient. A scent clung to the wind—burnt ash and old blood. Even Aria paced restlessly within her, fur bristling at a warning only wolves of ancient lineage could feel.“Do you feel that?” Evelyn asked Kendall as they met near the training ring.Kendall narrowed his eyes toward the east. “Yeah. It’s coming from the border hills. Smells... wrong. Like dark magic.”Before Evelyn could speak, a young scout burst into the clearing, panting. “Alpha Evelyn! Alpha Damien—there’s a disturbance at the boundary rune stones! It’s... you need to come now!”Evelyn’s heart dropped into her stomach. She and Kendall exchanged a glance before racing toward the command tent, Damien already on his way there.By the time they arrived, the rune ston

The tension in Silvercrest was no longer silent.It pulsed—through the hallways, across training grounds, even in the eyes of the youngest wolves. There were whispers, strange scents on the wind, unexplained absences from patrols. And now, Evelyn had seen the truth—Selena wasn’t just a rival. She was a threat to the entire pack.Evelyn stood at the edge of the sparring field just before dawn. The ground was slick with dew, and the sky bled orange and pink as morning approached.Opposite her stood Damien, shirtless and already stretching.“Last time we did this, I won,” he said with a smirk.Evelyn rolled her eyes, cracking her knuckles. “Last time, I let you win.”He raised a brow. “I highly doubt that.”They launched into training without another word—hands, feet, momentum and restraint. Their bodies knew the rhythm, even if their hearts hadn’t caught up. For Evelyn, it was more than a workout—it was clarity. A way to shake loose the confusion of Ronan’s warnings, her father’s journa

The morning air was thick with fog as the group prepared to set out. Evelyn stood by her horse, adjusting the straps of her leather gear, her mind focused on the mission ahead. The rising sun peeked over the treetops, casting a pale golden light across the training field. Dew glistened on the blades of grass, and her breath came out in clouds, but she didn’t feel the cold.Kendall approached with a roll of parchment and handed it to her. “Map of the ridge. We marked the last spotted rogue paths and the rumored site where they were digging.”Evelyn nodded. “Thanks.”“Be careful, okay?” Kendall’s voice dropped low. “I know you can take care of yourself, but... this feels bigger. Older.”“It is.” She folded the map and tucked it into her belt. “And if Selena’s really after what I think she is, then we don’t have much time.”Damien mounted his black stallion without a word. He wore his Alpha gear—dark leather layered with silver detailing, a cloak pinned at the shoulder. He looked every b