All Chapters of The Alpha’s Rejected Luna and Her Five Daughters: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The door closed behind Drogo and the room stayed quiet for a long time. Only the baby’s small, wet sounds filled the space. Bonita held her against her chest, feeling the tiny body shake with each cry. Her own body still trembled. Every part of her ached. The midwife moved closer and reached for the child.“Luna, I need to clean her and check her properly.”Bonita did not let go at first. Her arms felt locked. The woman waited, patient but firm, until Bonita finally loosened her hold. The moment the warm weight left her, the emptiness hit hard. She watched the midwife carry the baby to the side table, wipe her carefully, and wrap her in a clean cloth. The girl had dark hair, already thick, and a small red mark on her left shoulder that looked like a crescent. Bonita stared at it until her eyes burned.“She’s healthy,” the midwife said without looking up. “Strong lungs. Good weight.”Bonita nodded once. She could not find words. Another woman came in with warm water and cloths. They cl

The next day Drogo sent word that Bonita was required at the evening meal. She was to sit in the main hall with the rest of the pack. No excuses.She spent the afternoon in the children’s room, moving only when necessary. The bleeding had slowed but the pain remained constant. Mira helped her change into a clean dress and fixed her hair without being asked. The girl did not ask questions. She simply worked in silence, her small hands careful.When the time came, Bonita left the far wing and walked the long corridor toward the main hall. Each step pulled at her body. She kept her back straight because she knew Drogo would notice if she did not.The hall was already full. Pack members sat at the long tables. Conversation dropped when she entered. Drogo sat at the head table. Beside him was a woman Bonita had seen only a few times before, young, clear-skinned, with dark hair pulled back and a calm expression. She wore a dress that marked her as someone important. Drogo’s hand rested near

“…banished from Blackthorn territory.”Drogo’s voice stayed steady and clear. He looked at Bonita as he spoke the final words.“From this moment you and the five girls hold no place here. You carry no name from this pack. You receive no protection. You will leave the territory before the moon reaches its highest point tonight. If you are found inside the borders after that, you will be treated as trespassers.”The clearing stayed silent. No one moved. Selene stood beside him with her eyes lowered. The Beta kept his face blank. A few of the older members shifted their weight but said nothing.Bonita felt Mira’s shoulder tense under her hand. Lila’s fingers dug into the side of her dress. The twins pressed harder against her legs. The baby made a small sound and Mira adjusted her hold without looking away from the platform.Drogo continued.“You will take only what you can carry. Nothing from the pack house. No supplies beyond what you already have on you. The guards will escort you to

The sound of footsteps came first, steady, more than one person, moving through the trees with purpose. Bonita heard them before she saw anyone. She pushed herself upright, pain flaring low in her body, and pulled the girls closer under the rock overhang.“Stay behind me,” she whispered.Mira tightened her hold on the baby. Lila grabbed the twins and pressed them against the stone wall. Bonita stepped forward just enough to put herself between the opening and her children.Four men stepped into view. They wore dark clothes and carried the scent of a different pack. Wolves. Not Blackthorn. Their eyes moved over Bonita, then to the children behind her. One of them, taller than the others, held up a hand so the rest stopped.“You’re on our territory,” he said. His voice was calm but firm. “How long have you been here?”Bonita kept her back straight. “We crossed the border last night. We didn’t know this land was claimed.”The man looked at the baby in Mira’s arms, then at the other girls

They were taken to a small cabin at the edge of the settlement. Two guards remained outside the door. Inside there were two beds, a table, a basin of clean water, and a small fire already lit. It was more than they had seen since leaving Blackthorn, but Bonita did not let herself relax.She sat the girls on the nearer bed and checked each of them again. Mira’s face was still set in that careful expression she had worn since the ceremony. Lila’s eyes were swollen from earlier tears. The twins stayed pressed together. The baby slept for now, but her breathing was lighter than Bonita liked.The healer returned before full dark. She brought clean cloths, a mild tonic, and fresh wraps. She examined Bonita a second time without unnecessary talk.“The bleeding has slowed, but it will worsen if you keep moving around,” the woman said. “You need to stay off your feet as much as possible for the next few days. The child is small but stable. Keep her warm and fed.”Bonita nodded. She did not tha