Rejected Luna Mga Nobela at Kwento

Luna led the way by striding forward. She wore a cold and distant expression when she aggressively removed a bracelet from her wrist. Then, she threw it viciously at Justin's face. She did not care where she was or the people present when she hissed, "Justin Clark, I, Luna Clemon, officially announce that I am ending my five month relationship with you. From now on, you shall continue to rely on others to climb the social ladder, whereas I will assume my role as a commoner. I am returning you the keepsake that you've given me!"

"You are the person I want. I do not want anything. I just want you. I want those days that we used to have. Those days you promised that I was going to be your Luna, do you remember that?" "You mean when I was nineteen. You mean when you cheated on me with someone else, just because I was in a psychiatric clinic? I stayed there for just three months and healed up. You couldn't wait that long? Really? You just had a problem that needed immediate itch, didn't you?"

She then extended the jacket, and Luna immediately put it on. "Don't you want...?" Luna began. "Not that I don't want to. I just can't concentrate on this photoshoot because I keep thinking about my rejected apology," Luna cajoled again, hoping that Alicia might fall for it this time. From the corner of her eye, Luna could tell that Alicia was considering her words.

he announced vividly and everyone froze in shock. Smile enveloped my lips as I turned to my father. “I’m ready for this.” I said inwardly, he nodded as if he could hear my thoughts. “But my lord….” one of the Beta wasn’t in adjournment with my father’s decision, he wanted to revolt but my father interrupted him. “Our new Luna is my daughter and she is fit to rule!” His last word gave me courage as I left where I was sitting and walked up to the higher platform. All eyes were on me, waiting for what I had to say and how to address them.

I knew they were happy about my rejection this time. “Your Beta will be hurt if he sees your flat face right now, even after he rejected you,” said Linda, my stepmother. Beside her, her Beta daughter also looked at me with a scornful face. “Let it go, Mother. A pretty Luna like her doesn't know how hard it is to get a Mate,” Chandite Magenta said. “Even if you get rejected today, you can just open your legs the next day. And, boom! You'll get a new Mate just as easily. Fucking cheap.”

I still felt weak as I had no wolf to get healing. Taking a deep breath, I brought a smile to my lips and looked at Eric, “I Rayna Bennett reject you, Eric, Derek, and Cedric as my mates. I give up my position as the future Luna of the Black Stone Pack.” The moment I said it, the triplets held their chests and fell on their knees. “You…” Former Luna stepped forward, “You can’t initiate the rejection. The higher rank rejects the lower one. My sons were supposed to reject you first.”

“That is… uncanny.” Kael looked between them, bewildered and faintly offended. “Who are you?” he demanded. “Orion,” Luna said before her mate could produce something ridiculous. “My mate. Elia. Our healer. They are very annoying. You will fit in.” Kael’s eyes went wide. “Mate,” he repeated, staring at Orion. “You… you are the one who rejected her.” Orion blinked. Luna pinched the bridge of her nose. “Of course he told your mother *that*,” she muttered. “And not, say, anything about character growth.”

"If you’re not in heat, this won’t fluster you… right?" ‎ ‎Jace’s chest rose and fell faster, his pulse hammering. "This isn’t proper...you are Luna candidates..." ‎ ‎"Well the present Luna is here and approves of this." The Eastern Luna candidate said. ‎ ‎"But...." Jace tried to speak. ‎ ‎"Shhhhhh!" The Southern Candidate put a finger over his lips, shutting him up. ‎

And the distinct mark of a Luna, but one utterly rejected. I knelt beside her, senses working. Her pulse was thready, too fast. She shivered. The severed bond was a gaping wound on her essence. A normal wolf would be dead. This one wasn't. “She’s a Luna,” Kaelen murmured, eyes wide. “The scent of a Luna. But…..rejected.” Rejected. A powerful wolf, cast out. A potential weakness for Silvermoon. Or a potential asset for us. The High Council would be… interested or probably furious.

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.