Alpha Killian's Rejected Luna Mga Nobela at Kwento

I replied. I gently stood up from the bed and went to change. I quickly took my garment and went downstairs to meet my father. I reached there without saying a word to anyone. I just took the empty seat. Keal, my father, watched him and was silent as well. He cleared his throat. “Ronan, you know already that in a few days you are supposed to be crowned as the next Alpha of the moon pack. But all of that will cease due to your carelessness. You allowed her to go without hearing from her to date. What is your take on this? Because you haven't said a word about this case since you were assigned to look for her. So I need you to explain what is really going on?” Kael demanded.

“The rest of the Council loyalists. They heard what happened here. They will not accept this quietly.” I looked out the open doors into the dark. The silver light around me pulsed once. Nythera stayed calm. Ready. The pack turned toward us. Waiting. Drax kept my hand in his. “Whatever comes next we face it as one.” I nodded. The bond hummed steady between us. The Rejected Luna and the Alpha King who had finally learned to stand beside her. But the horn sounded again. Closer this time. The real test for the whole pack had only just begun.

Duty won. "I, Alpha Killian Nightshade of the Black Mountain Pack," he began, and the ancient ritualistic power of the Alpha Command settled over the room like a physical shroud. "Do hereby find Elara Vance guilty of high treason." "No," I breathed, my eyes widening. "Killian, don't. Please. There's something—" "I reject you, Elara Vance, as my mate," he thundered, his voice drowning out my plea. "I reject you as my Luna. I sever the bond that the Moon Mother forged, and I cast you out into the darkness!"

The doctor treating Molly right now will look after her. Before I could explain anything more, he was out. Lauren knew what had happened and said nothing. She didn’t need to. Her smile said everything that needed to be said. She won and I lost. Julian chose her over his family, once again. Dr. Jenna looked at me, her expression was full of regret. “Alpha Julian just linked me. I’m sorry, Luna. I can’t leave until Lucy fully recovers. I can't disobey his orders, Luna.” Something inside me cracked, and the sound it made rang in my ears. I nodded my head, feeling cold and empty. Words were impossible to let out because my throat burned. My head got heavy, and my eyes cried. I lost, and my daugh

I said amidst tears. He looked at me long and hard for some moment and before I knew what was happening the rejection notice began burning. He had used his powers to burn it. “No”…. I cried out trying to salvage it but it had been reduced to ashes. "I am the Alpha. Only I dictate when a Luna is released. Your request is denied." He said icily.

"Don't just defend. Destroy the ships. If they have no bridge, they have no way back to the South." Killian looked at me, and for the first time in five years, we were in total, breathtaking sync. The Alpha and his Luna. The Doctor and her King. He saw the fire in my eyes and realized that the girl he had rejected was the only one capable of leading him through this hell. "With pleasure, my Queen," he roared. Killian shifted into a full, massive charcoal wolf—a beast so large he seemed to swallow the morning light. He sprinted across the glass, a blur of shadow and silver, heading straight for the lead ship’s anchor line.

He stood there holding the pack heiress as though nothing had happened, as though rejecting Elena while standing beside another woman was the most natural thing in the world. “Kane...” Elena's voice cracked. The bond was tearing through her, leaving a pain she had never imagined possible. “Six months... You swore to me—” “Isn't it obvious, sweetheart?” Priscilla didn't wait for Kane to answer. A cruel smile pulled at her lips. “An Alpha needs a Luna who commands respect, not a pathetic weakling who spends her days rolling in the dirt with low-ranking guards. You were a temporary mistake.” Elena looked at Kane.

Camera drones. And at the back, Kieran. He looked wrecked. Suit wrinkled. Eyes red. Veronica wasn’t here. Ares walked in with me on his arm. Didn’t let go. The head alpha stood. “Alpha King. Luna Alba. This is highly irregular.” “Good,” Ares said. He didn’t sit. “I’m done with irregular. I’m done with politics.” He turned to the cameras. “Five years ago, Alba Monroe was rejected by the Nightfang Alpha in front of her entire pack. She was called wolfless. She was called trash. She was left in the rain.”

“Excellent work, Alpha Killian.” “This will change everything for our pack.” Killian smiled. That same smile I once loved. Now it made me sick. “And tonight,” he added calmly, “I will hold a Luna ceremony.” My breath stopped. “I will officially mark Tiffany as my Luna.” The world went silent for me. But the hall erupted in cheers and praises. I feel like I die all over again. I watched as he smiled and accepted the Alpha position without a single tremor of guilt crossing his face. I followed him everywhere after that, because I had no choice. My soul was tethered to his betrayal like a chain.

Lucian's hoarse voice barked and I cringed back. “She's trying to make this hard for us. I wasn't expecting less from a Luna," Killian chuckled and my heart twitched. “I am not the Luna!" I finally found my voice and snapped. Lucian scoffed and Killian chuckled. “We don't believe you," Killian whispered into my ear, tingling my neck with his breath. I gulped and put myself together, preventing my body from falling into the tempting trap he lay for me. “How will you believe me when Alpha Jonas says that I am his Luna? You two know him to be a cunning man, a traitor, yet you trust his words?" I said, scoffing loudly.