A Luna's Rejection Novels & Stories

But I made myself clear. “If there’s any drama a week before Kayla’s wedding, I will personally handle it. Is that understood?” “Yes, ma’am,” they both answered. Luna spoke first, apologizing for almost killing her sister. She admitted she forgave her….Then Reene stood. She confessed everything. The rejection. The jealousy. The cliff. When she said she had been seconds from jumping, the entire room went silent….My heart dropped….We were angry with her. Disappointed….But we never wanted her gone.

She stood there for what felt like an hour before shrugging her shoulders, “I will try to talk to Pete, but Ronan and his psycho wolf are your problem. I denounced the pack, I am not your Luna, remember?” It’s my turn to roll my eyes, “Hey dumbass, just because you denounced the pack, doesn’t mean that you aren’t our Luna. You haven’t been marked yet and you haven’t rejected him yet, so you are still our rightful Luna. “Okay, so tell me how to reject the asshole and I will do it right now!” I smile. Got her. “You have to say the words to him in person and he has to accept the rejection, otherwise it’s not legit.”

Everyone expected a reaction from me, something I refused to give. With nothing to lose, I opened my eyes, met his gaze and spoke up. “I, Eden Larue, the daughter of Aman Larue, accept your rejection, Alpha Asher Williams and hereby announce I refuse the rightful place as your Luna.” The smug look disappeared from his face the moment the last word left my lips. His face twisted in an expression of pain as a loud gasp left him, the glass slipped from his fingers and he threw his hand over his heart.

Only a void that felt like it was swallowing her whole. Luna’s legs gave out. She dropped to her knees in the cold snow, not caring that her dress was getting wet and dirty. Not caring that everyone was watching. The rejection hurt more than any beating she’d ever received in the past five years. More than any insult. More than any cold night she’d spent sleeping on the floor because the packhouse had no room for a wolfless omega. Luna turned and ran. She didn’t care that she was running in the middle of a sacred ceremony. She didn’t care that pack law said she should kneel and accept the rejection with dignity. She didn’t care that running would only make her look more pathetic.

Luna Morgana's jaw dropped as her eyes widened with a mixture of shock and bemusement. "What do you mean by that?" she asked with a quivering voice. "I am rejecting you and I will propose to Diane to be my Luna right now," he said with stern voice. "No! You can't do that! I will never accept your rejection!" she screamed. "Unfortunately for you, you have no choice but to accept my rejection cos if you refuse, I will sentence you to death for attempting to murder Diane. I believe your empty head will make you understand that after you are dead, Diane will still be my Luna, so, it doesn't make any difference whether you are dead or alive. I am giving you the chance to think twice before you re

" I pointed out and my beta snorted. "It can never be heard of that our great and strong Luna got rejected by that twat." My beta said, with pride dancing in her eyes. I liked the way she believed in and supported me and I was about to say something but then I was interjected as the door was opened. "I'll take it from here, beta." I heard Ace say and my eyes were immediately glued to him. "You sure? Don't convince her to go to him. I feel like you support Lukas in a way." I heard my beta say and I sighed.

Luna said, her voice steady despite her inner turmoil. "I have no intention of butting into your relationship or making things complicated between both of you. All I need is for you to talk to my father in case he gets upset about the rejection. You already know how he can be, so talking to him myself may not be the best idea. Once that's done, I'll handle the rest. We'll go through the rejection ceremony once he comes to terms with us not being meant for each other, and after it all, you and I can go back to being enemies," she explained. As much as her wolf was hurting, she also believed that she and Lucas were far too different to be together, and even though it hurt her pride that she wa

The days after the rejection blurred into one another like rain on dirty glass. Wake. Work. Endure. Luna moved through the motions of pack life as if she were an echo of herself, a pale ghost haunting the halls. She scrubbed the Alpha’s floors. She washed Selene’s gowns. She ladled stew into bowls and collected them again, each action so practiced her body no longer needed her mind’s permission. Her mind was elsewhere. It hovered over that moment in the Circle—Orion’s steady voice saying, *I reject the mate bond.* The pack’s collective inhale. Selene’s relieved exhale.

she said coldly. “You may,” I replied calmly. She turned and walked out of the prison without another word. Paula exhaled loudly once she disappeared. Christine let out a laugh from inside the cell. “You think this changes anything?” she said. I turned back to her. “You cannot be a true Luna,” she continued. “No matter how hard you try. They will never fully accept you.” Rafaello moved forward instantly. “You insolent…” He grabbed the bars, but I reached out quickly and caught his arm.

“The same thing I’ve always wanted, sweetheart. You. But now... you're bonded to him.” Kael shifted back as well, ignoring the nudity, eyes locked on the intruder. “You touch her,” Kael said coldly, “and I’ll rip your spine out.” Dren licked his lips. “I wonder... does she moan for you the way she used to whimper for me?” Luna didn’t flinch. She lifted her hand and in one motion, slashed her nails across her palm, letting the blood drip into the earth. “I reject you, Dren. I reject whatever sick fantasy you’ve built around me. You are nothing.”