Rejected Luna: He wants me back
Pixiereturning to my rejected matepregnant and rejected by my alpha matehis banished and rejected materejected his pregnant mate
There's no one to help me, no one to ease my pain.
Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows. It's a woman, her long brown hair flowing in the gentle breeze. As she approaches, I can see tears streaming down her face.
With a gentle touch, she places her hand on my chest. I feel a warmth spread through me, a familiar sensation that I can't quite place. It's a sensation I've felt before, a connection that's both comforting and mysterious.
As her eyes meet mine, I recognize them. They're the same brown eyes that have haunted my dreams, the eyes of the woman who has healed me. Dory.