Alpha's Regret: Second Chance With His Rejected Luna 소설 & 이야기

He could order them to break my limbs if I disrespected him, so I had to mind my words. “Alpha?” “When are you leaving the palace?” he asked, his glare at me so thick and suffocating. “I already told Seth so many times that I wouldn't permit him to have another Luna who isn't his mate, and he wouldn't have a mistress. Sonya must return here to pay the price of her crime, and you are not taking over her seat. You knew he was married yet got pregnant with him; that's how foolish you are and does not suit Luna's position.”

He says quietly. Rebel reaches out to Michael, “Michael, rejection isn’t the worst thing. I will tell you a secret,” she says encouragingly, “You’re Alpha is my second chance mate. Considering my background that very few know, the chances of me having a second chance mate was far less than your chances. I know this hurts now, but I know the Moon Goddess doesn’t forget those of us who have been wronged.” She said as she offered a kind smile to Michael. “Thank you, Luna.” He said quietly once again. He is clearly hurting, so I decide we are going to see Ceraline right now.

The Luna he let go died under the Blood Moon. What remained was something colder, quieter, and infinitely stronger. I would bleed, I would heal, and one day— when the Goddess decided it was time— he would learn exactly what kind of mistake he made. The night swallowed my footsteps, and the world went still. Behind me, the Alpha of the Blackridge Pack stood alone in a garden of dying roses— and for the first time in his life, he looked like the one who had been left behind.

Miguel: A thousand questions raced through my mind, but one thing was true. She really had been a Luna somewhere. Just the way she carried herself, it had been sculpted to perfection. Of course, an alpha had claimed her before. But the fact that he had lost her in the ugliest way made me want to see who this alpha was. Fallon was the complete opposite of Freya. No wonder I couldn't accept the idea that she was that evil woman. But her beauty, though.

My heart swelled with love and pride as I reached out to touch his cheek, cherishing the connection we shared. BbIn a voice that carried across the gathering, Alpha Tyler announced, "Everyone! My Luna is back!" The words hung in the air, met with a mixture of surprise and delight. Chuckles filled the space as pack members exchanged glances, reveling in the joyous news. I and Alpha Tyler's fingers intertwined, a silent affirmation of our unity and strength.

It was the first maid, her eyes wide with excitement, her face beaming with anticipation. “He’s coming, Luna.” , she exclaimed. “He was so excited when I told him.” Something inside me stirred as her words struck me like a shockwave. It seemed as though my body identified him before my mind did. I didn’t have to know everything. I didn’t have to recall every detail. But my heart raced at the thought of him being close. Alpha Del Morino. As I waited, feeling the air becoming heavier around me, my breath caught in my throat. I was losing some of the things I ought to remember and something felt like I had done something that had made him very sad.

The rest of the pack stares at me like I am some victim of tragedy absorbing all their piteous whispers: “He turned her down.” “The Alpha picked someone else.” “How pitiful.” “She thought she was enough.” I want to scream. I want to vanish. But my voice is gone, trapped behind the lump in my throat and the storm in my chest. “Say something,” I whisper to Caspian, my voice breaking. “Look me in the eyes and tell me this isn’t a mistake.” “I, Alpha Caspian King of the Nightfall Pack, reject you, Jocelyn Valdez, as my mate and Luna.” He says, staring down at me with a look of pity in his eyes.

Her eyes drifted to the window, toward the shadows pooling outside like ink. “You thought they would respect my status as Luna Aria,” she said, her voice like crushed frost. “But when even you, Alpha Nathan, didn’t acknowledge me… how could anyone else be expected to treat me kindly?” Her laugh was soft but laced with despair. Like silver bells ringing in a graveyard. And gods, she was right. Who in the pack or country would respect a Luna the Alpha himself threw to the wolves? My wolf whimpered, submissive to her pain. He knew that what we did was unforgivable.

I couldn't take my eyes off him as he approached. He became quieter as he continued to look around me, assessing my condition. "I...am I okay?" I whispered, unsure of my answer. We stood there in silence for a moment. Just as I was about to leave, he held me, stopping me in my tracks as he faced me. "So, what is your answer, Cat?" he asked, his voice tinged with sadness. I just stared at him, trying to find the right words. I waited for a while, thinking about what to say to him. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down. As I opened them, I finally whispered, "I'm so sorry, Alpha, but I can't be your Luna."