All Chapters of Rejected Luna: The Alpha’s Regret : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The moment the wolf went still, no one made any noise, not even a movement from anyone. It wasn’t just the silence, it was what came after it.“He’s… dead?” one of the warriors asked quietly. Darian crouched beside the body again, pressing two fingers to the wolf’s neck. He waited a while, then slowly pulled his hand back, “He’s gone.”Everyone felt uneasy, because this wasn’t normal. Wolves didn’t just die like that, not without a fight, not even without visible injury.I stepped closer, my gaze fixed on the wolf’s neck. The mark was gone, it was totally gone, not faded or weakened like it had never been there.That doesn’t make sense, Darian muttered. “No,” Ronan said quietly beside me. It doesn’t, I added slowly, my mind racing. A mark that appears then suddenly disappears? That wasn’t just power. That means they can hide it, I said. Kael stepped closer behind me, “or remove it.” That’s worse, Darian muttered. Because if it could be removed, then anyone could already be marked and

The wolf didn’t stop screaming. Not when they restrained him, not when the mark beneath his skin dimmed from that violent glow. But the sound changed. It wasn’t pain anymore, it was resistance.“Hold him,” Kael ordered, his voice edged with something close to urgency.Four wolves forced the marked warrior down to his knees, gripping his arms and shoulders as his body fought against something none of us could see. His muscles strained unnaturally, veins standing out against his skin as if something inside him was trying to claw its way out.“Get him under control,” Darian snapped. He isn’t out of control, my voice cut through the tension, calm but firm.Everything paused, not because of what I said but because of how I said it. I wasn’t watching his body, I was watching his eyes and they weren’t wild, they weren’t lost, they were focused.“He’s still in there,” I added quietly. Ronan stepped closer, his gaze narrowing as he studied the warrior more carefully. “Barely,” he muttered when

The battle was already breaking.Not in noise or numbers, but in control. What had started as a defensive formation was now unraveling under pressure, wolves forced out of position as the enemy moved through them with unnatural precision. They weren’t charging blindly, they were dismantling, cutting through structure as if they had studied it beforehand.They’re cutting the lines! Darian’s voice rang out from the left, strained but still commanding.Lyra pivoted sharply, her breath uneven as her gaze swept across the battlefield. He was right. Every adjustment her side made was countered almost instantly. It wasn’t reactions , it was anticipation.A wolf lunged at her from the side, its body flickering in and out of form like a glitch between states. Lyra didn’t strike immediately. She watched. Waited. The moment it became solid, she moved.Her power slammed into it in a sharp burst, sending it skidding across the ground. The impact should have broken bones. It should have ended the f

No one slept that night.The attack had ended hours ago, but the tension it left behind still clung to the pack like smoke after a fire. Guards rotated twice as often around the inner grounds, patrols moved in pairs, and every unfamiliar sound made wolves reach instinctively for weapons. Fear had settled in.Lyra stood near the edge of the infirmary balcony overlooking the training grounds below. Torches burned across the compound, casting long shadows against the stone walls. Even from here, she could hear whispers spreading about the creatures, the marks and about her among the wolves.“They’re afraid,” Ronan said quietly as he stepped beside her. Lyra didn’t look at him. “They should be.” That isn’t entirely what they fear. Now she glanced at him briefly.Ronan leaned against the railing, calm as ever despite the exhaustion written faintly beneath his eyes. The enemy appeared for one reason, he said. “And everyone saw it.”Lyra turned her attention back toward the grounds below. Wa

Darkness swallowed the chamber whole.The last torch had exploded seconds ago, plunging the underground chamber into blackness so complete that even the stone walls seemed to disappear. Dust drifted slowly through the air, carrying the sharp scent of burned energy and ancient earth.Then…something moved. A low growl echoed somewhere in the chamber.Too deep to belong to a normal wolf. Lyra’s body went rigid instantly. Her pulse hammered painfully against her ribs while power stirred restlessly beneath her skin again, reacting before her mind could fully catch up.Across the chamber, chains rattled violently. The restrained wolf or whatever he was becoming.“Stay where you are,” Kael ordered sharply.His voice cut cleanly through the darkness, controlled and commanding despite the tension beneath it. Lyra could barely make out his outline a few feet ahead of her, but she felt him shift closer instinctively. He has become so protective of her.The realization unsettled her more than it