Novel & Cerita Longing For My Rejected Luna

"Please, Ronan if you have any mercy reject me now break the bond before it is too late if you reject me the Moon Goddess might forgive you she might give you a Luna who can live." The moment I said reject, the room got really cold. Ronan’s eyes got dark his pupils like black holes. A low growl started in his chest, a sound of rage. "Reject you?" he said, his voice low and angry his grip on my waist tight. "You want me to rip my soul in half?" "I want you to survive!" I said, grabbing his shirt. "I love this pack even if they hate me and they need you if you choose me you will lose everything please Ronan say the words reject me."

“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.

I said, my reply sounding like a question. “Getting there,” Alec muttered, his eyes gleaming in delight, he was enjoying whatever this weird encounter was. “say it,” he mouthed, edging himself closer to the edge of his chair. “Hades mate,” I whispered in a low tone, my head dropped in fear. Alec barked out a loud laugh, the room rumbled at the force of his laughter. “There it is,” he muttered. “The rejected Luna, trapped in the middle of an unreciprocated love,” he said.

he waved me to the background and then fixed his entire attention on the young man in front of him. "What is it you were saying about the Luna. It kinda interests me and I'd like to know more about it." "Yes sir. She did you evil and doesn't deserve your love one bit. She did this and even had the guts to call for the crucifiction of another. She is evil and you shouldn't forgive her!" He said in a loud voice Laced with pain and sorrow. I began to fidget as the reality of what I had done dawned on me. I should have just kept mute when I could, I wouldn't have to go through all of these problems.

I spoke up this time, "It's not what she thinks. Zayne and I have nothing going on!" "Shut the fuck up, you silly bitch! I know it hurts like hell that you were rejected as his mate, but if a werewolf could reject you in public as his future Luna, he's never going to accept you. Get that into your thick skull. I have class in ten." Kendall said with gritted teeth, and started leaving the music room but she stopped when she was almost at the door, "I'm still not done with you. I promise to make this school a living hell for you. That's what you get for messing with Kendall Forrest." And she left, slamming the door behind her.

"You aren't suggesting that we—." "Mate?" he finished for her. "No, I'm not. I'm not interested in mating with you. I don't believe that I will ever find another mate in this life. I can't bring myself to love another. Kara was everything to me. A sort of me has died with her." She gulped. "So what are you suggesting? Speak plainly." "I want you to be the unofficial Luna. I want you to help me keep this place in order. I am not blind to my flaws. I know I'm falling apart. I'm losing it. I need someone whom I can give orders to, a female I can trust."

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.

Only a void that felt like it was swallowing her whole. Luna’s legs gave out. She dropped to her knees in the cold snow, not caring that her dress was getting wet and dirty. Not caring that everyone was watching. The rejection hurt more than any beating she’d ever received in the past five years. More than any insult. More than any cold night she’d spent sleeping on the floor because the packhouse had no room for a wolfless omega. Luna turned and ran. She didn’t care that she was running in the middle of a sacred ceremony. She didn’t care that pack law said she should kneel and accept the rejection with dignity. She didn’t care that running would only make her look more pathetic.

I managed to say quietly. “What does that mean?” “It means she rejected me, Callum. Alicia, which you think it’s her time, rejected me! She said she doesn’t want to have anything to do with me.” “But do you want to have something to do with her?” He asked. I frowned at the question, recalling how easy it was for her to spout the question and how she thought too highly of herself. She was the Fallen Luna, the one who had nowhere to go asides me, why would she reject me? What does…

This was undeniably one of the darkest days of my life. As I was slowly recovering from the searing pain of rejection, Luna Leah's voice echoed in the corridor outside the room. Her words dripped with hatred, saying, "She has been rejected. She has no place here. She is all yours now." My heart sank as she must have noticed my presence. A familiar male voice responded to Luna Leah, saying, "Of course, Luna Leah. Now tell me where I can find her."