All Chapters of The Alpha’s Rejected Luna, The Enemy’s Crowned Queen : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

(Lyra’s POV)​They say time heals everything; well, that’s just a stupid lie the patriarchy put in place to deceive us. Time doesn’t heal shit, especially when you’ve spent every single day being reminded of what you lost. Seventeen years after my parents died, and the pack still blamed me for it. Instead of being treated like family, I automatically became the Blackwoods' personal servant.“Lyra! Come down here.” My aunt’s sharp voice echoed from downstairs, snapping me out of my thoughts.​The smell of food and wine filled the air as I walked towards the dining room. Tonight, the house was louder than usual. Warriors and elders filled the mansion, their annoying laughter echoing through the walls while servants rushed around trying not to make mistakes. I tightened my grip around the tray in my hands.​“I’m coming,” I answered, trying to mask the irritation in my voice.The hallway was bright and warm, decorated with gold lamps and expensive paintings that once belonged to my parent

(Lyra's pov)​My back hit the soft bed as he tried to open my buttons. He must have gotten tired because he just ripped the dress, revealing my round boobs and pussy.​“Hey! I have to return this dress; it's not mine.” I complained, using my hands to cover my breasts.​“Oh, I'm sorry; I'll get the person a new one and send them a gift basket.”​“Besides, a dress shouldn’t have that many buttons for what we're about to do.” He smirked at me.​He kissed me again, and he tasted like oud smoke and candy mixed together. When his tongue finally slides inside my mouth, he lets out a raspy groan that vibrates through me. I could already feel myself getting wet.​He moved one hand up my body to cup my left boob, and the other hand was already playing with my pussy.​My entire body is hot and aching for his dick. I could feel his erection on the side of my thigh. Then he reaches for my hand and places it directly on the hard bulge in his pants. In the same breath, he sticks two of his fingers i

(Lyra’s pov)After they left, the house became quiet again. I turned to look at Dylan. “I'm sorry about them,” I whispered.​“You don’t have to apologise for their behavior."​“I know, but I just feel so bad.” He hugged me tight. “It's fine, really.”​“So about that quickie?” He grinned.” “No, I haven't even eaten anything or drunk water yet.”​"Please, just the tip then,” he begged. "No, besides, I'm still sore from last night.”​“Okay then, let's get you food to eat so you'll have energy for 3 rounds.” I slapped his chest playfully, and he laughed.​“Maltilda, make a five star restaurant style breakfast for my Luna.”​“Yes, Alpha.” Then she turned to me“Luna Lyra, do you have any allergies or preferences I should know about?”​“No, I don't; anything is fine,” I replied. Still, something about her calling me Luna still sounded weird to me.​I grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down very fast, then Dylan threw me over his shoulder and carried me to the room.​The room was alre

Lyra's POV​​“Hey, baby,” he said as he turned to face me. I think he noticed the way I looked sad.​“Hey, what's wrong?” he pulled me onto his lap.​“It's nothing,” I said, trying to avoid his eyes.​“Are you sure?” He used his hand to turn my chin​“How was the meeting?” ​“It was …something, I guess.”​“What was it about?”​“You”​“What about me?”​“They had concerns about you being the luna.” I had already started crying.​“Hey, hey, please don't cry." He hugged me.​“I don’t know why they hate me. I didn’t even do anything, and now you're going to reject me. I thought I finally had one good reason to smile.” I was sobbing on his chest.​“Reject you? Lyra, I've already accepted you. I can't reject you now.”​“Who told you I would reject you?”​“You won’t?” I asked, drying my eyes with my shirt.​“No, I won’t, Lyra. Who told you I would?” he repeated.​“Aurora.”​“Oh, honey, she's just jealous,” he said, hugging me tighter.​“Dylan, can I ask you a question then?” I sat up and

(Lyra's POV)​"Remind me to always knock before entering a room," I thought to myself.I should have known Iris would be doing this; I didn't see her during the mating ceremony for long.​"Oh my God," I whispered again while pacing around the living room. "Oh, my God."​"Lyraaa Valeee!!" Iris screamed as she ran down the stairs. "You could have knocked, you know?" I turned to face her.​Iris stood there wrapped in a blanket; her hair looked messy, and she looked so embarrassed and angry. I couldn't help but laugh.​"Yes, I know. I'm sorry," I admitted. "I didn't even get to cum, and I was so closeee," she sulked. Then a man came running down the stairs with his shirt in his arms, still half naked. I instantly covered my eyes.​"Nope. Nope. Absolutely not."​"You're just being dramatic now!" Iris yelled."​I just walked into a live porn scene! I have every right to be dramatic."​"You kicked the door open! What are you even doing here? Isn't it too early?" She looked around the living