Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Rejected Fat Luna: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I can tell you the exact moment my life began to fall apart. It was the moment I realized that being the "good girl" didn't make me the chosen one. Growing up as the Beta’s daughter, the pack saw it as a blessing. They looked at me with envious eyes, whispering about how I had won at life, living in the Alpha’s inner circle. The truth was far from what they had imagined, my life wasn't a fairytale. My parents only favored my brother, their golden child, the future warrior who could do no wrong. I was merely a mistake, a girl whose only value was her ability to be married off as a useful alliance.My marriage to Daven was meant to be the pinnacle of my life, but three years later, it felt like a cage. You are so useless you can't even capture a mans heart, don't you dare come back, if he divorce you, my parents constantly reminded me of my failure of not being able to bear an heir, but that was nothing compared to the elders' daily taunting, they all blamed me for not yet providing D

Ha, my body felt like it had been shattered into a thousand pieces. Every time I tried to breathe, I felt sharp pain across my body, down to my back where the rod had been pressed on from earlier. I didn't want to wake up, i wanted to stay in the darkness where there was no Daven, no crowd pointing fingers at me, and no pain.But then, a soft, damp cloth touched my forehead; the gentle sound of sobbing pulled me back to the world I hated."Kimberly, please, wake up. You have been out for hours," Janet’s voice was trembling with a fear I had never heard from her before.I forced my eyes open, Janet was hunched over me, her face pale, her hands shaking as she tended to me. Seeing her like this, so vulnerable, hurt worse than the burns. I reached out a trembling hand, trying to reassure her."Janet... stop... don't cry please.""How can I not cry" she hissed, wiping her cheeks. "Look at you! You're falling apart, and for what? For a man who would kill you and not even blink."I looked a

"If this was to be my life, if I am going to be nothing more than a punching bag, then I would no longer make it easy for them."​"Kimberly, what have you done?" Janet mumbled. "Daven will be furious."​"Let him be furious," I muttered. "He has already made it clear that my life means nothing to him. Why should I continue to play the victim when the outcome is the same?"​"Kimberly, what are we going to do now," Janet sighed.​"If Kate and May won't give me a way out, I won't give them one either," I muttered. "I will use their own weapons against them."​"I'm worried about you, Kimberly, Kate and May are very corny."​"Don't worry, Janet, I got this," I muttered as I pulled out a small, worn wooden box from the dresser. As a child, I use to spend hours in front of the mirror, playing with brushes and shadows, changing how I looked until I was a stranger to myself. My parents always scoffed. "Rubbish," they would say. "A future Luna needs no tricks like this." They were wrong I did

​"Thank you, Alpha Alaric."​Alaric waved his hand dismissively as he turned to walk away, his guards following him step by step.​I stood there, grinning as I watched him leave. My heart did a flip, sending a sudden rush through my chest.He was nothing like the monsters people described—the ones who killed without a single thought.​"What are you looking out at with that stupid look on your face?"​"Geez, Janet," I muttered, jumping slightly."You almost scared me to death."​Janet scoffed rolling her eyes as she stepped closer to me."You were staring at him like you want to devour him.Do not lie to me, Kimberly. You like him."​"No... come on, Janet," I muttered, shaking my head.​"If you say so," Janet shrugged, a small smirk playing on her lips.​Before I could take two steps toward the main hall, a hand grabbed a fistful of my hair.The fingers yanked hard, pulling my head back with a sharp, burning ache.​I turned, my feet stumbling, to see Daven.His face was bright red with

Janet gasped, covering her mouth with her hands.Daven was standing in the middle of the room. His hands were raised, and his face was slick with sweat. On the floor a few feet away, I was curled into a tight ball against the wall, my hands pressed over my head, trembling violently as blood dripped down from my forehead onto the floor.Alaric stepped over the broken wood of the door, walking into the bedroom.Daven scrambled backward, nearly tripping over the edge of the bed as he stared up at Alaric."What the hell is wrong with you?" Daven shouted, his voice shaking as he pointed a trembling finger at the ruined door."What gives you the right to break my door?""Your door?" Alaric stepped closer, closing the distance between them in two strides."You locked a woman inside a room to beat her half to death, and you care about a piece of wood?""She is my wife," Daven yelled, pushing himself up to his feet, trying to puff out his chest even though his knees were wobbling."She disresp