All Chapters of His Rejected Luna is The Lycan’s Queen: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

APRIL'S POV You ever hear the saying, "Some roads should never be taken"? Well, tonight I took one of them… and I'm not sure I'll make it back. Today was supposed to be perfect. It was my wedding day together with my twenty-second birthday. The day I finally proved I was more than just the wolfless daughter living in my twin sister's shadow. Well spoiler alert: it wasn't anything close to perfect. My hands trembled as I stared at my reflection in the mirror in my room. After years of whispers and sideways glances, after being called weak, cursed, broken—today, I would finally become Luna. I would be called Mrs. Blackwood. The rejection, the shame, all of it would end. It had to. Before I could stand, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. "Hello, birthday girl—or should I say, our latest bride-to-be?" Stephanie's voice burst through the speaker, filled with warmth and her usual teasing. "Thanks, Steph." I couldn't keep the smile out of my voice. "You can call me anyth

I felt rage, pure-hot rage coursed through my veins as I stormed through the pack house, still in my wedding dress, makeup streaked down my face. I was madly enraged at everyone in this pack tonight — the people I grew up with, the ones I once respected, my sister, Luke, even my father. The only person I had left was Stephanie.I walked down to the living room, searching for my father. But he wasn’t there I checked his room? He wasn’t there either.I stepped outside, asked the guards, checked around. No one could tell me where he was. When I finally tracked down one of his closest guards, he barely looked at me."The Alpha left to meet someone important."I thought as much he was gone again. Probably…no no definitely a meeting.I stayed in the courtyard anxiously, waiting for him. I needed to ask questions. I needed to know why — why me? Why did he strip me of my title without even bothering to look at me?When he didn't return, I turned and walked to the garage.I stared at my black

Everything happened so fast that I couldn't process it, and just like that, the hunt began.My miserable life was being hunted, yet I wanted to live so badly that despite the way my heart was racing in fear and my whole body was trembling, I stayed focused with the only thought in my mind.To survive. At least that was what I owed myself. That was the only thing I had left on earth right now.The loud humming of Ice's engine drowned out the fast beating of my heart. I engaged the throttle to accelerate, trying to get away from them as far as I possibly could, but fuck.I had never felt how slow I was at full speed compared to a werewolf's speed in wolf form.They were extremely fast, and that was something I knew. I had always watched in jealousy and craving as the wolfless girl I was.Now I was experiencing it firsthand in a first-class seat while holding on to my life that was in danger.Behind me, four massive wolves tore through the forest. Their growls were loud and terrifying.T

I veered Ice off the road into the forest. I was going to take another path since the previous one had been blocked.I rode wildly and rough—branches lashed my face and tore at my clothes. "Hang on, girl... just a little more," I whispered to my bike.Then, a loud howl filled the night. It was from the head guard Maxwell, and it was damn filled with bloodlust.My body trembled at the sound."That's the howl of war," I muttered bitterly. "They want me dead now."It seems they were done playing and having fun. Now that I was getting away, they were making the last chase to end my life.These weren't just guards following orders. I recognized the three of them in their wolf forms.Marcus—he'd taught me to ride Ice.Daniel—he used to sneak me extra dessert when I was a kid.Peter—he'd called me "little alpha" and ruffled my hair just last week.And now they were hunting me like an animal.How long had they hated me? Had any of it been real?I pressed harder, leaning into Ice, becoming one

I woke to pain.Not the sharp, immediate pain of being chased or attacked. This was different—a strong, bone-deep ache that told me my body had been through hell and was making me pay for it.A sharp throbbing pulsed in my head, so intense I had a hard time opening my eyes. When I finally managed to pry them open, hot agony lanced through my skull.There was a dull ache in my arms and a burning in my chest that reminded me I was still alive.Thank goodness.I sat up slowly, every movement sending fresh waves of pain through my body. My eyes adjusted to the light and the unfamiliar environment.After I could finally see well, I knew I wasn't home.The realization hit me like a punch to the gut. I'd never be home again.I had no idea where I was right now.The room was small and sparse, covered with concrete walls. A single bed with rough sheets. No windows—or at least none I could see in the dim light filtering under the door. The ceiling was different from my bedroom at home—rougher,