บททั้งหมดของ REJECTED LUNA: CARRYING THE ENEMY'S CHILD: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 6

WillaI stood frozen, my back pressed hard against the cold stone railing, my pulse hammering against the fresh, bleeding mark on my neck. My throat burned where his fangs had broken the skin, but every nerve in my body was vibrating with a white-hot, agonizing pleasure.Travis surged forward, a predator asserting complete dominance.His storm-grey eyes were gone, completely swallowed by pitch-black darkness as his wolf took full control of his mind and body. A low, thunderous growl vibrated deep within his chest."Mine," his wolf rumbled, the voice doubled and echoing with raw Alpha power. "Mine to break. Mine to mark. Mine to claim."His hands snapped out, gripping my hips with bruising strength. He lifted me bodily off the stone floor, pressing me upward so my legs instinctually wrapped tight around his waist. I gasped, the friction of my thighs against his tailored trousers sending a jolt of liquid heat straight to my core."Travis—" I whimpered, but the name was swallowed as his

Willa"In three days' time, we shall hold the official public mating ceremony of future Alpha Travis Keene and Lady Darcy Bell!"The announcer's words echoed in my skull for three straight days.Now, the bass from the festival speakers outside rattled the cabinets of the pack clinic. They were celebrating. The entire Silvermoon Pack was out in the courtyard getting drunk on ale, toasting to the future Alpha who had thrown me away like garbage."Hold still, Leo," I murmured gently, dabbing antiseptic onto the young boy's scraped knee.The pup whimpered, his small hands gripping the edge of the metal examination table. "It burns, Dr. Willa. Is future Alpha Travis really mating with the mean lady today?"I froze. Even a six-year-old child knew about my humiliation."Yes," I said quietly, taping fresh gauze over his skin. "He is. But that does not concern us. We just need to get you healed up."Maya walked into the trauma bay holding a stack of fresh towels, her face tight with anger. "Y

WillaMy palm was still burning.I was furious with him. But beneath the anger, I was deeply, thoroughly furious with myself.Last night in that clinic room, I had been completely blinded by my own agony. I was hurting, humiliated, and exhausted after Travis had dragged my name through the dirt in front of the entire pack. When Callan crashed into my world, he had used every bit of his overwhelming, dangerous charm to pull me under. My inner wolf had been so pathetically eager, surrendering to his hands, his mouth, and his dark promises without a fight.I made a vow right then, looking down at my own trembling hands. I would never be weak again. I swore I wouldn't let another ruthless Alpha treat me like an object to be claimed, discarded, or dragged around like a political trophy.Callan slowly turned his head back toward me. A wicked, slow smirk spread across his sharp jawline, his dark steel-grey eyes gleaming with dangerous amusement.He took a step into my space, towering over me