Chasing My Rejected Luna Novels & Stories

he says, taking the pain of the mating bond rejection rather well. Leah sees no other way out. She's angry, more than she had ever been, but she sees there is no other way around this as the dreams of becoming his Luna fade away. She closes his eyes, holding her chest as her cheeks are stained with her tears. “I, Leah Harrison, former Luna of the Silver Moon Pack, accept your rejection and forfeit the position as the Luna of The Blood Moon Pack of the North,” she says, shutting her eyes tighter, crying uncontrollably and fisting her hand over her chest.

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

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.”

Lips moving in hushed whispers. Then the murmurs grew. Low, sharp, snake-like. Words meant to be hidden but dripping with enough venom to pierce even the thickest skin. “That’s her… the Luna who got rejected.” “Thrown out of Crimson Claw by her own husband… replaced the same day.” “She’s barren, you know. That’s why.” “She drained the pack’s coffers before she left.” I froze mid-step, a little dress still hanging from my fingers.

Karina says, looking as if she is reliving the day. "What did he say," I ask, and she looks down at her hands. "He umm...we were done training for the morning, and I was just walking around. You know, trying to spot the one. He was coming out of the showers looking angry, and we locked eyes. I was excited, and so was he...or so I thought. His eyes lit up for a second before he grabbed my arm and tugged me behind the building. He stared at me for a minute and even touched my hair real soft before.....growling. He said I could never win the competition. He said I couldn't be his Luna...and then he rejected me. He left me crying there before I could even accept his rejection. When I finally did

She had known it was going to happen, she had foreseen it, but even so, she was not prepared for it. This day never should’ve come, it never should’v~ “I’m sorry Quinn, but I; Jeovanni Lum rejects you; Quinn Felon as my mate. You’re no longer Luna of this pack, nor are you my fated mate. Accept my rejection.” His words awakened the pain within Quinn, and she fell to her knees, crying out when it became too much to bear…she didn’t want to, but if she didn’t accept his rejection, she’d die.

Luna. The word unsettles me. Almost as much as the thought of being mated to Kingston does. “I’m not going to be Luna.” “What’s that?” “He rejected my father, in front of everyone,” I say. “It’s merely a matter of time before he comes to reclaim it.” “You will not accept it,” he snaps, “You have to be Luna. It’s not like anyone else is lining up for you, no one this great at least.” “Kingston has a girlfriend,” I swallow. No woman wants a mate that’s obsessed with another woman, much less the woman who made her life hell. “He doesn’t want me.”

The others hesitated. “Next?” she said, brushing dust from her pants. The second warrior snarled and shifted, his gray wolf form charging with brute strength. Evelyn shifted too, her black wolf sleek and fast, and they clashed in a blur of claws and teeth. It didn’t take long—she dodged with ease, slamming him into the ground before pinning him by the throat. When she shifted back, her breathing was even. Controlled. Gasps rippled through the growing crowd. Kendall stepped forward, raising his voice. “This is your Luna. Rejected or not, she is one of us. And she’s not here to beg for forgiveness. She’s here to take back what Damien tried to destroy.”

Before I can say anything, he cuts me off with something that is rarely heard of in the werewolf world. "I Terry Moore reject you, Sophia Moretti, as my mate and future Luna," he says each word piercing my heart. And with that, he walks off joining back to the party. I felt the connection to my wolf disappears as she whimpers at the fact our mate rejected us. I couldn't handle the pain I was feeling in the pit of my stomach. I looked at the backyard and the front door. The pain was too much for me to handle. I couldn't bare to see him again so I took of out the door into the forest. When I could see the pack border, I mind link my family.

I knew just the right one to visit. Carla was sitting by her window when the I walked in. She had once been a Luna of another pack, but was rejected by her mate when he caught her in the arms of another. “What can I say – my mother was a whore, I’m no different,” she had said to me as she narrated her story, blowing out smoke from her mouth, a thin cigarette held In her hand.