All Chapters of Return Of The Rejected Luna: Am The Lycan Queen: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The Wolf Capital gleamed like something built for a different century entirely than the one Elena had grown up in.Unlike the ancient stone and moonlit gardens of Issac's world, wolf society had never drawn a hard line between magic and machinery. Towers of glass and steel rose alongside spell-warded gates; enchanted lanterns floated beside electric ones; carriages shared the roads with sleek black vehicles humming on engines half-mechanical, half-woven through with old pack magic. The palace itself, where the Festival was held, stood forty stories of mirrored glass crowned with a single glowing sigil — the mark of House Silverfang.Alpha King Herod Silverfang had ruled for nearly seventy years, longer than any wolf monarch in recorded history, and his tastes shaped the capital as surely as his bloodline shaped its politics. He despised magic on principle — old, unpredictable, difficult to control — and had spent decades quietly replacing spell work with steel wherever the old guard w

The high table sat elevated above the rest of the hall, gold and silver settings gleaming beneath the chandeliers as the Luna Festival formally began. Issac and Herod sat at its center, kings flanking a long stretch of table reserved for royal mates and honored Lunas, Elena seated among them with Catherine close at her side."Are they the ones," Catherine asked quietly, leaning close, "who— the ones from the auction?"Elena simply nodded once, watching Damian and Vivian seated several tables down, subdued now, careful.Fury flared openly across Catherine's face. "Those monsters. We should make them—""Not yet, Catherine." Elena's voice stayed calm, almost gentle. "A quick revenge is mercy. They don't deserve mercy. I intend to destroy them slowly."Catherine studied her for a moment, then smiled, something fierce and approving in it. "Remind me never to make you my enemy."Their conversation was interrupted by a warm, confident voice. "Queen Elena. I hope you don't mind the intrusion.

The moment the car pulled through Ashwood's gates, Damian tore his tie loose, coat discarded across the nearest chair the instant he stepped into the living room.Vivian followed him inside, trembling, the fury radiating off him thick enough to choke on. She hadn't managed a single word before his wolf materialized fully, a blur of fur and rage lunging straight for her.Roland stepped between them instantly, a hastily formed shield absorbing the first strike."What the hell do you think you're doing!" Damian roared."You're in a rage, my lord," Roland said, straining against the pressure. "You'll regret this."Damian's claws tore straight through the shield a heartbeat later, sending Roland crashing backward across the living room, sofas splintering beneath the impact. Vivian flinched, nearly stepping forward, nearly exposing everything and caught herself just in time, forcing her feet still."How dare you speak back to me," Damian snarled, fully shifted eyes blazing, his Alpha rage r

Issac carried her to bed himself, the wine still loosening her limbs, her head lolling comfortably against his shoulder the entire way.He laid her down gently, pulling the blanket over her, and for a moment he simply stayed there, kneeling at the bedside, watching her. Temptation flickered through him, quiet and undeniable — but he pushed it aside without much of a fight. He didn't want to be that kind of man. Not with her. Not after everything already taken from her without her consent.Instead, he brushed a strand of hair back from her face, voice dropping to something soft enough it was barely meant to be heard at all."You have no idea how beautiful you are," he murmured. "Or how happy you made me tonight, calling me yours in front of everyone." A quiet, disbelieving laugh escaped him. "I'm genuinely happy, Elena. I don't think I've felt like this in longer than I can remember."He didn't realize she was awake until she spoke."You're cute when you blush," she said softly.He sta

Marla collapsed the moment she truly saw her."El— Elena—" The name tore out of her, breathless, one hand clutching at her chest as she sagged sideways into her chair.Chaos rippled through the manor. Servants froze mid-step. The three pack elders — Uncle Corin, Uncle Faust, and Uncle Bertram, all of whom had agreed on the auction of a disgraced Lunda stared with faces drained of every drop of color."That's her," Bertram whispered hoarsely. "Gods above, that's her face—""Impossible," Faust said. "Look at her, that’s nothing like that worthless Luna!""But_ those eyes!" Corin stutters, voice shaking.Elena tilted her head, expression the picture of polite confusion. "What is this? You all look as though you've seen a ghost.""You—" Vivian's chest heaved, fury overtaking whatever sense she had left. "why the hell are you fucking here—""Vivian." Damian's voice cut across the room, low and warning."No, Damian, why! What is going on? Why is that bitch here?""I said enough." He rounded