All Chapters of The Rejected Luna's Vengeful Return : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The music was too loud. The laughter was grating. The scent of roasted meat and cheap beer was suffocating.My eighteenth birthday party was a celebration for the entire Silver Moon Pack. My father, the former Alpha, had spared no expense. Everyone was dressed up, drinking, and dancing under the strings of fairy lights that crisscrossed the main pack square.But it wasn't a party for me. It was a party for him. Alpha Xavier.He stood on the raised platform at the center of the square, the one usually reserved for announcements. His muscular frame, clad in a simple black shirt and jeans, commanded attention. His dark hair was perfectly styled, and his jaw was tight. His cold, calculating eyes scanned the crowd, but they never landed on me.For two years, I’d known he was my mate. The moment I turned sixteen, the bond snapped into place. I felt his every emotion, and it was a constant torrent of ambition, frustration, and power. I’d been too young to fully accept him, and he had been… d

The woman staring back at me from the mirror was a stranger.Not the broken, bleeding girl who'd crawled out of the Silver Moon Pack's territory three years ago. Not the desperate, hollow-eyed creature who'd collapsed at Damian's feet, begging for death without actually saying the words.No. The woman in the mirror was someone else entirely.She wore a gown of deep midnight blue, the silk clinging to curves that had filled out in ways the old Luna could never have imagined. Her hair—once a tangled, matted mess—now fell in glossy waves of silver-blonde past her shoulders, catching the light like spun moonlight. Her skin glowed with health, a far cry from the pallid, bloodied wreck she'd been.But it was her eyes that had changed the most.They were the same pale grey, the same shape, the same long lashes. But the innocence was gone. The desperate hope was gone. In their place was something harder. Something colder.Something dangerous."Alpha Queen Luna," a voice called from outside th

Xavier didn't sleep that night.He couldn't.Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her face. Luna. His Luna. Standing in the doorway of the packhouse with that cold, unreadable expression, looking at him like he was a stranger. Like he was nothing.And the boy.God, the boy.Xavier paced his chambers, his bare feet leaving tracks in the thick carpet. The fire in the hearth had burned down to embers hours ago, casting the room in a dim, orange glow. His wolf, Kael, was a restless, snarling presence in his chest, clawing at him from the inside.Our mate, Kael growled. Ours. And the pup—our pup—"I know," Xavier muttered, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "I know."You rejected her. You broke the bond. You threw her away."I know!"The words tore from his throat, raw and anguished. He slammed his fist against the wall, the stone cracking under the force of the blow. Pain shot through his knuckles, but he welcomed it. Anything was better than the agony in his chest.Three years.

The banquet hall was suffocating.Xavier stood in the shadows near the back, a glass of whiskey in his hand that he hadn't touched all evening. His eyes—gold-rimmed, his wolf pushing at the surface—were fixed on one person and one person only.Luna.She sat at the head table beside Damian, her silver-blonde hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of moonlight. She was laughing at something Damian had whispered in her ear, her pale grey eyes crinkling at the corners, her lips curved in a genuine smile.Xavier's grip tightened on his glass. The crystal creaked dangerously.She never smiled at you like that.He knew. Kael knew. The whole damn world knew.Three years ago, Luna had been desperate for his attention. She'd followed him around like a lost puppy, her eyes full of hope every time he looked her way. She'd whispered his name like a prayer, believing he was her salvation.And he'd crushed her.You rejected her, Kael snarled. You called her worthless. You broke her."I know,"

Damian had watched the whole thing.From the moment Xavier approached Leo in the garden, Damian had been there—hidden in the shadows of the packhouse, his amber eyes tracking every move the other Alpha made.He'd told himself he was just being cautious. Protective. That he didn't trust Xavier anywhere near his son.But the truth was darker than that.He was jealous.Jealous of the way Xavier looked at Leo. Jealous of the way Leo looked back—curious, unafraid, seeing something in the dark Alpha that Damian couldn't.And jealous of the way Luna still reacted to Xavier, even when she claimed to hate him.Damian had seen the flicker of pain in her eyes when she'd confronted Xavier at the banquet. He'd felt her body tense when Xavier's name was mentioned. He'd heard the way her voice cracked when she said, I loved you so much it consumed me.She still felt something. Maybe not love—maybe not even like—but something.And that terrified him.---Luna was in their quarters when he returned, s