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A Luna may be an Alpha’s equal in name, but not in power. She knows that. And she’s terrified of losing control. Terrified that the moment she gives in and lets me mark her, she’ll stop being this wild, defiant creature and become what the pack expects from a Luna—poised, obedient, and mine. And I can’t fucking wait for it. If she really thought I was going to reject moments ago, she’s completely out of her damn mind. What I was about to say—before that goddamn knock interrupted us—was, “I, Alpha Jack, accept your rejection… for myself. But I’ll never reject you.”

"You have a death wish." "No," Luna said, licking her lips. "I have a hunger. And you, Alpha, smell like raw power." He should’ve torn her apart. A rogue like her—wild, unclaimed—was a threat to any pack’s stability. But something in her scent, her defiance, her heat… pulled him like gravity. "This forest is off-limits," he growled. "Turn back. Or I’ll drag you to my den in chains." "Promise?" she asked, smirking before shifting—her body erupting in silver light as fur replaced skin, and a midnight-black wolf bolted into the woods.

The rest of the pack stares at me like I am some victim of tragedy absorbing all their piteous whispers: “He turned her down.” “The Alpha picked someone else.” “How pitiful.” “She thought she was enough.” I want to scream. I want to vanish. But my voice is gone, trapped behind the lump in my throat and the storm in my chest. “Say something,” I whisper to Caspian, my voice breaking. “Look me in the eyes and tell me this isn’t a mistake.” “I, Alpha Caspian King of the Nightfall Pack, reject you, Jocelyn Valdez, as my mate and Luna.” He says, staring down at me with a look of pity in his eyes.

Black fur and smoke surrounded him, his bones forming a wolf shape that is not physical; its form now resembles a Wraith Apex. A spectral wolf with streaks of Lunar silver that burns through its shadow. His paws did not even fully touch the ground, just like gravity; his moves became optional. Every instinct in me was screaming, “SUBMIT TO HIM OR DIE”. But I am a Luna-blooded. I am also, and Alpha and Alphas don’t bow. I won’t bow, not even for my mate. Even if he carries gods, he is still my Sebastian, my second-chance mate. He stares at the moon goddess as if she were prey to him.

I know that it is the best decision I can make for me and my children. I suck in a sharp breath before murmuring, “Okay, Kieran. I’ll join your pack. I accept you as my Alpha.” A small smile appears on his lips as he cups my face with his palms and kisses me quickly. “I worried you’d reject my proposal,” he says, sighing as he pulls away from the kiss. He looks at me. “Are you ready?” I bite my bottom lip and nod in response. “I, Kieran Blackwood, Alpha of the Mountain Whisper Pack, ask you to rejoin my pack, to stand with us once again,” he says, his voice firm.

Never in my life have I had the illusion or imagination of becoming a Luna. Being a Luna had a lot of responsibilities and respect attached to it and I would soon be the Luna of this powerful and excellent pack. I gasped. “I don't think they would accept me as their Luna” "Why would you think that?They would have to accept you as their Luna and no one would dare oppose that. You don't have to bother about their acceptance because if they meet a beautiful soul like you, they would definitely accept you any day as their Luna"Alpha Kingston's words melted my heart; He spoke with so much confidence that any doubt I had, vanished.

My sobs shook through me, raw and ugly, but I didn’t care anymore. The Alpha crouched down, forcing my chin up so I had to look into those glowing eyes. His hand was cold against my skin, his grip cruel. “That’s what I wanted to hear,” he whispered, his voice like poison. “So do you agree to be my Luna?.” I tried to jerk my face away but he held tighter, making me wince. I couldn't stand the thought of being his. “I will never be your Luna!” The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them.

“Unlike your Beta, Alpha Hunter, I’m not a whore trying to become a Luna.” A few snorts surrounded the room, and Alpha Damen promptly appeared next to our group. Hunter’s expression was priceless, a mix of shock and fury at the brash statement. “What’s going on here?” Damen ordered, although he probably heard everything. “Alpha Hunter is harassing my Beta,” Jaxon informed him. “Everyone in the werewolf community knows about Beta Sandy being Alpha Hunter’s bed warmer until he finds a Luna.” Nobody knows that I am his Luna and a rejected fated mate. Not even my own pack. How can I explain to them that I cannot accept the rejection! I’m not yet strong enough!

He finished not long after I did and he got off me, speedily wrapping a towel around himself and leaving me on the bed like I was never even there. "Get cleaned up, and go home." He coldly told me. "What?" I managed to reply, still trying to recover from whatever happened. "Honestly, you're a good f*ck, but you'll never be a good Luna. You're weak and definitely not the woman I need by my side to run the pack. I, Alpha Jax Roman of the Moonstone pack reject you, Scarlett De Luca as my mate and Luna." His words struck me like lightning, and all the ecstasy I had been riding on faded instantly, leaving me all high and dry.

he said. Elena's heart pounded. "What do you mean?" she asked, her fear evident. "I, Adrian Jacques, the future Alpha of the Bloodlust Pack, reject you as my Luna!" he declared, his voice echoing in the tranquil garden. ---