All Chapters of Rejected and Banished While Carrying the Alpha’s Heirs: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

I woke up with eyes after barely getting two hours of sleep.Kaels words from the night before kept playing on a loop in my head. *Perhaps the Moon Goddess made a mistake choosing you as my Luna.*I spent the whole night trying to tell myself that I didn't care anymore. I told myself to stop feeling anything for him.Except I still did.I was still his wife. I was still his mate, bound to him by the sacred laws of the pack, still wearing the Luna mark on my wrist.I pulled myself out of bed, washed my face with cold water, and got dressed. I put on my usual linen tunic and trousers, refusing to stay hidden in the bedroom.I had morning duties to handle. I was not going to give this pack the satisfaction of watching me fall apart.I was walking down the long corridor toward the storehouse when the entire estate suddenly erupted with noise.Shouts and cheers bounced off the building. Warriors and servants were sprinting toward the main hall, talking over each other in excited bursts.My

They spent the entire night stripping me of my life.The Luna necklace came off first. An elder reached out and unhooked the silver chain from my throat, dropping the pendant into a box without looking at me.Next was the ring. I pulled the band off my finger myself and set it on the vanity table.After that, two women went through my wardrobe, taking every gown, every cloak, and every pair of boots bought with pack coin. They said those items belonged to the Luna title, not to me.By the end of it, I was left with a single small cloth bag holding only a few basic shirts and a pair of worn trousers.The servants who used to bow to me in the hallways kept their heads down, refusing to meet my eyes.A couple of younger maids looked at me with pity, but most of the older staff were openly cold, practically shoving me out the door to prove their loyalty to the new regime.I didn't bother shedding a single tear.My eyes were dry because I had already cried every drop of grief out of my bod

The scream reached us before the scent did. I was running point through the neutral valley with Jax and Ethan flanking me, three of us stretched into an easy lope that ate up the frozen ground. We'd been out since midnight chasing rumors of a rogue pack pushing north of the treaty line. It was nothing that should have mattered to a kingdom the size of ours. But then, the wind shifted, and I caught it— the smell of blood. Fresh, human-shaped blood that made the hair down my spine stand up before my mind had even named it. "A silver!", I mutter. It didn’t smell of silver the way you'd smell a silver bullet. This was warmer than that, threaded through with something like moonlight given a scent. I'd never smelled anything like it in my life. I nearly missed my next stride lost in the euosmia. "You feel that?" Ethan's voice cracked through the mind-link, sharp. "It's the rogues again, Tristan," Jax said, surging vexatiously ahead of me. "We can can take them. There's three,