All Chapters of Rejected for a Fake Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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61. NO MORE RUNNING

Rhea’s POVThe warmth inside the little cottage seemed to vanish the moment Sandra held out the sealed letter.Koen barely glanced at the crest stamped into the wax before his expression darkened.“Didn’t I give a direct order to burn every letter from Drakhar Pack?” he demanded. “I already made it clear that I don’t want to see anything from them.”His voice cut through the room with such unexpected sharpness that unease crept through me.I stared at him, stunned by how quickly his mood had changed. Only moments ago, he had been smiling, his expression warm and almost boyishly excited. But at the mere mention of Drakhar Pack, every trace of that warmth vanished.His jaw tightened, his shoulders stiffened, and something cold settled over his features.The change was so sudden that it felt as though I were looking at a different person. I couldn't help, but wonder what was wrong. Seeing Koen tense like this is a rare sight. I had always known Koen as a guy filled with positive energy

62. GREAT PLAN

Artavius’s POV“We received a letter from Drakhar Pack.” A warrior hurried toward me with the sealed envelope in hand.I rose at once and took it from him, my pulse quickening beneath my skin.For days, I had waited for this letter.Every morning, I asked whether Drakhar had finally sent a letter. I had ordered the guards to bring it directly to me the moment it arrived, yet the waiting still consumed me.Some nights, I couldn't sleep. Even during work, I find it so hard to focus. I just couldn't wait to hear the news. I tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter, my eyes racing across the page.Then I saw the confirmation. Pack Celestia would attend and Rhea would be there.A wide smile spread across my face before I could stop it. Finally, I'm going to see her again. Alpha Zevran’s plan truly worked perfectly. The recent surge in rogue attacks had given us exactly what we needed. Because Celestia openly sheltered rogues, it hadn’t taken much to convince the other Alphas that

63. TRUE FAMILY

Rhea's POVI tightened the leather strap around the last travel bag, securing everything we would be bringing for the journey inside the carriage.I took a step back and looked over our belongings.There wasn’t much.Aside from a few changes of clothes, nearly every bag was filled with dried meat, bread, water flasks, medicinal herbs, and other travel essentials. We had packed only what we needed to survive the journey and nothing more.Koen had insisted that we travel light.At first, I thought he was simply trying to make the trip easier on the horses. But as I looked at our modest supplies now, I don't think this would even last us for a week. This was not only about traveling light. Koen had agreed to go, but the few things inside the carriage showed that he still did not want to stay in Drakhar for long.We had packed enough for the road, but not enough for a long stay. It felt as though Koen wanted us ready to leave the moment the council trial was over.The problem was, none

64. ALPHA'S SECRET

Rhea's POVI followed closely behind Koen without saying a word, still wondering what he wanted to tell me—or what he intended to show me.He led me away from the village and toward the far end of Celestia, where the cottages slowly gave way to tall trees and quiet open land.Only when we reached the edge of the Pack did I finally see it.A small chamber stood alone beneath the trees, hidden so far from the rest of Celestia that no one would have expected to find it there.I glanced at Koen, waiting for him to explain, but he simply continued toward the chamber, so I swallowed my questions and followed after him.Koen opened the door and stepped inside.I stopped at the entrance and peered into the darkness. I could barely make out the shape of the room beyond him.Then a match flared to life between his fingers.The small flame lit his face as he moved from one candle to another. Slowly, a warm glow spread through the chamber, pushing back the darkness and revealing the quiet space w

65. DRAKHAR ALPHA

Rhea’s POVMy eyes widened. Of all the secrets I had expected Koen to be hiding, I never imagined it would be this.He was an Alpha heir. He carried strong Alpha lineage.Ever since I lost my connection with my wolf, I had also lost the ability to sense the wolves of those around me. I could no longer recognize the strength of another wolf’s blood or feel the commanding presence that naturally surrounded those born into an Alpha lineage.That was why I had never sensed Koen's, but now, everything suddenly made sense.The authority that came so naturally to him. The way other wolves instinctively listened whenever he spoke. The confidence with which he carried himself without ever needing to demand anyone’s respect.It had always been there. I simply hadn’t been able to recognize it.“You were Drakhar’s Alpha heir?” I gasped.Koen met my gaze before giving a single nod. “I was.”The chamber fell silent.I stared at him, still trying to make sense of what I had just learned.He wasn’t m

66. THE LOST ALPHA

Rhea’s POVThe rhythmic creaking of the carriage filled the silence as it rolled steadily along the mountain road.Outside the window, towering pines stretched endlessly across the landscape, their branches swaying gently beneath the afternoon breeze. The farther we traveled from Celestia, the rougher the terrain became. The familiar forests slowly gave way to steep cliffs and jagged peaks that seemed to scrape against the clouds.No one had spoken for quite some time.I sat across from Koen, my gaze drifting toward him for what must have been the tenth time since we left.He stared out the window in complete silence. His expression was calm, but it wasn’t the same quiet calm I had come to know over the past few days.This silence felt… heavier.His shoulders were rigid. His jaw remained tight, and every so often, his fingers would unconsciously curl against his knee before relaxing again.Something is clearly bothering him. Sandra had noticed it too, but neither of us said a word. W

67. His Pregnant Luna?

Rhea’s POVIt had been more than five years since Koen left Drakhar Pack, yet the warrior recognized him the instant he saw his face.My eyes widened as he suddenly dropped to one knee and bowed his head. Seeing their leader kneeling down, the other warriors followed instantly. One by one, the warriors of Drakhar lowered themselves before Koen, heads bowed in unmistakable reverence, not to their Alpha, but to the Alpha of another Pack.Koen’s expression changed at once. “Get up,” he said, quickly stepping toward them. “All of you, get up.”The warriors hesitated before slowly rising to their feet.“Alpha Koen—” the warrior who recognized him tried to speak.“Don’t call me that.” Koen cut him off sharply, though there was no anger in his voice.“I’m not your Alpha anymore. Zevran is.” His gaze moved over the men surrounding them. “If someone hears you addressing me that way, you could be accused of treason.”For a moment, the warrior simply stared at him. Then his solemn expression cr

68. LIFE AT DRAKHAR

Rhea’s POVWe finally crossed the mountain pass and reached the center of Drakhar Pack.I quietly peeked through the corner of the carriage window, lifting the curtain just enough to look outside without being noticed.My brows furrowed slightly. This wasn’t what I had expected.Drakhar was huge. That much was undeniable.Houses stretched along both sides of the road and continued far into the distance, climbing the lower slopes of the surrounding mountains. Pack members crowded the streets, far more than I was accustomed to seeing even in Valcrest. There were shops, workshops, farms, and entire neighborhoods packed closely together.Everything about its size reflected what I already knew about Drakhar.This was an old Pack. A powerful Pack. One that had been standing for generations.Yet, something about it was wrong. As our carriage moved farther along the road, I began noticing things I hadn’t been able to see from a distance.Many of the houses were badly worn, but they weren't ab

69. Welcome Home, Koen

Rhea’s POVI fell silent as our carriage drew closer to the enormous structure ahead.My brows slowly furrowed. Is this really Drakhar’s Packhouse?Calling it a Packhouse hardly seemed right. What stood before us looked more like a palace—an enormous mansion rising above the surrounding grounds, grand and immaculate in a way that immediately felt excessive.I had seen large Packhouses before. Valcrest’s was impressive, and considering Drakhar was an even larger Pack, I had expected theirs to be bigger.But this was something else entirely.Packhouses are usually simple structures built for functionality. They housed the Alpha and other Pack officials, accommodated important guests, and served as the center of the Pack’s administrative affairsIt is made to run a Pack, not to show off how much money the Alpha had. This place looked like it had been built exactly for that. Everything about it screamed extravagance—far beyond anything that could possibly be necessary.A strange discomfo

70. HIS BROTHER'S LUNA

Rhea's POVHer eyes were the first thing that caught my attention.They were the bluest eyes I had ever seen—clear and bright, like sunlight reflecting off the ocean. Against her long, straight black hair, the color seemed even more striking.As she walked closer, I found myself staring.The burgundy dress she wore hugged every curve of her body perfectly, and she carried herself with an easy confidence that only made her more noticeable.She looked like someone who had stepped straight out of a magazine.I had seen many beautiful women before, but none quite like her.She might have been the prettiest woman I had ever seen.“Danika,” Zevran called, his face immediately softening into a smile as she approached him. “I want you to meet our guests from Pack Celestia.”He placed a hand at the small of her waist and gently pulled her to his side. “Everyone, this is Danika Soler,” he introduced. “My Luna.”My eyes widened slightly. So she is Zevran’s mate.For some reason, that made me feel

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