His Luna Never He Rejected Me First Novels & Stories

That pathetic Omega was now nestled in my fated mate's arms, the fresh, bloody mark on her neck still weeping. "Damon, are you insane?" My voice trembled. He turned to me, his eyes empty of guilt. "If you want to be my Luna, this is my condition." Gasps erupted from the pack. To mark another she-wolf before a mating ceremony was the ultimate insult to the Moon Goddess. But I knew worse was coming. Memories of my past life flooded back to me. On this very day, I had screamed my refusal at Damon. Bowing to the Goddess's law and the Elders' pressure, he banished Lyla.

Silence. “Let me help you. You watched an omega collapse in agony as her mate bond was severed. You saw her beg for an explanation, for mercy, for basic compassion. You heard Alpha Marcus call her delusional and order her cast out with nothing. And you did nothing. Said nothing. Felt nothing—or at least showed nothing.” I leaned forward. “Why?” More silence. Finally, the elderly Luna spoke. “Because we believed Alpha Marcus was right. That you were… inappropriate for the Alpha heir. That your attachment was delusional because someone of your station couldn’t possibly be fated to someone of his.”

“I will not be owned. Those who challenge me will answer to the Moon—not councils.” She turned and walked away. As she passed Kael, he whispered hoarsely, “I was wrong.” She didn’t slow. “I know.” And in that moment, Alpha Kael Nightfang realized the cruelest truth of all: The Luna he had rejected was no longer something he could win back. She was something he would have to earn— if she ever allowed it.

He sneers. “Rebel Lawson” I reply. I know the rejection is coming. I’ve heard rejection is rare but painful. With my lips trembling and tears that sting my eyes, I brace for the impact that is coming. “Let’s get this over with, I have things to do. Just so you understand, I need a strong and BEAUTIFUL Luna by my side. I, Alpha Cullen Niles, of the Ironclaw Pack, reject you, Rebel Lawson, as my mate and Luna.”

Rejected. Humiliated. Thrown away like trash. For five years, Beverly lived as the hidden wife of Alpha Killian Knight — a wolfless omega forced to raise his son, wear a veil in public, and endure his cold indifference. She loved him anyway. Until the day his first love returned. In front of everyone, Killian called her nothing more than a housekeeper and nanny. When his ex accused her of abusing their child, he didn’t even ask for the truth. He slapped her, choked her, and locked her in the dungeons. Then he signed the divorce papers… and his new Luna paid someone to make sure Beverly never made it to the airport alive. She jumped from a moving car to survive. The last thing she expec

Just present. Drax lowered his arms slow. Blood ran from a new cut on his forehead. "What are you?" he asked. His voice sounded quieter now. "I am the Rejected Luna," I said. "The one you threw away. The one who did not break." He took a step toward me. His hand reached out again but slower. "Come back with me. We can start over. The bond can be made right." I looked at his hand. For one second the old hurt came back. The pain from the clearing when he said no. The way everyone turned away from me. But the hurt did not make me small anymore. It made me steady.

He said unconfidently which is unusual but after the fidget, he looked into my eyes with determination along with some confidence which didn't scare me at all until he said, “I reject you, Christa M carter as my mate and the future Luna of the night moon pack.” I looked at him confused but then a sudden pain went through me, like my heart was suddenly ripped out of me. By the time he saw me in pain, he was smirking. I then gained my confidence and hid my pain and looked back into his eyes to not give him the satisfaction of breaking me. I smiled at him, “I accept your rejection and hereby withdraw my position as the future Luna” I said confidentially which shocked him even more. As he was sp

With a smile, Susan stood tall beside Luna, offering unwavering support. As the reality settled in, Justin's face contorted with a mix of embarrassment and anger. Luna's rejection and her unyielding confidence had bruised his ego. He reluctantly turned away, his hopes and illusions shattered, realizing that Luna was no longer the easily swayed girl he once knew.

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.

She raised her hand to hit him but was surprised as he held her hand and pushed her backward with his other hand. She had hit her back against the wall while she prevented her head from doing the same, the stern note in Alex's voice meant nothing to her, she thought to herself while she stood up. "Take her to the darkroom". She heard Alex instruct the guards. "You won't dare, I remain the Luna and there's nothing you can do about that". She shouted at the top of her voice. "I'm sorry Catherine, but not anymore". She wasn't sure if she had heard a chuckle in his voice but it sounded like he was happy with the decision he had made.