The Rejected Blind Luna Novels & Stories

My throat hurt from running and from Jax howling far away through the sealed Oak. The tall woman answered, eyes on my neck, eyes full of fear and something like awe. “Guardian soothe is small mark, four lines, takes away pain of rejection. Guardian moon is when Guardian gives you piece of his own moon, his own life, to keep you alive when you should die. It is old magic. Older than Council. Guardians who give moon die if their White dies. They tie life together.” She looked at the old blind woman. “Baba, is that what Mara did? Did she take moon from her Guardian before she went south?”

Theo nodded in agreement. “Ciara Bear was forced to perform the rejection to Alpha Mars by Alpha Radar.” Benji continued to look through her laptop, pulling up more maps onto the TV. “If she rejected Mars, then the marriage alliance could continue on with Hazel and Ciara would be forced to stay in the Crystal Lake Pack.” “So, she is still our Luna?” Matt spoke up and I nodded. “I didn’t accept her rejection, nor will I ever accept it. She is the one true Luna, and no one will take her place.”

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.

They all leaned in, hungry for drama, hungry for blood. The girl continued, eyes bright. “The Luna. They said he rejected her last night. Formally. Completely. It is not just her being kicked out, no, it is her being completely rejected. First, he forbids her from shifting out in the open, then he chooses to reject her.” More gasps. More frantic whispers. “That explains everything.” “It’s because of Aria.” “She’s the reason.” “She’s the new Luna in all but name.” “Do you think he’ll mark her?”

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.”

A chill went down my spine. "I don't have any use for a barren woman as my wife and Luna of my pack so I Lucas Beaulovard, Alpha of the Moonstone pack, Reject you Katrina Jade as my Luna. Accept my rejection." He stated without any emotions in his voice. My mouth slackened with shock, my eyes wide with disbelief. Did Lucas just reject me? In front of everyone? I was about to shout back a retort when the pain of the rejection hit me like a thousand bricks.

“Never remember what?” Lira held her mouth, and horror came into her face as she realised what she had done. Rylan stepped back, eyes cold. “She’s hysterical.” Lucius ignored him. He looked at Lira again. “Remember what, Lira?” Her face was covered with tears. “The real Luna,” she sobbed. “Your mate. The one you rejected.” My chest tightened. Even concealed, even invisible, the words were hard. Lucius was so much taken by surprise that the ground seemed to have settled out of place. His hand went to his temple. “Ari…”

The days after the rejection blurred into one another like rain on dirty glass. Wake. Work. Endure. Luna moved through the motions of pack life as if she were an echo of herself, a pale ghost haunting the halls. She scrubbed the Alpha’s floors. She washed Selene’s gowns. She ladled stew into bowls and collected them again, each action so practiced her body no longer needed her mind’s permission. Her mind was elsewhere. It hovered over that moment in the Circle—Orion’s steady voice saying, *I reject the mate bond.* The pack’s collective inhale. Selene’s relieved exhale.

“The same thing I’ve always wanted, sweetheart. You. But now... you're bonded to him.” Kael shifted back as well, ignoring the nudity, eyes locked on the intruder. “You touch her,” Kael said coldly, “and I’ll rip your spine out.” Dren licked his lips. “I wonder... does she moan for you the way she used to whimper for me?” Luna didn’t flinch. She lifted her hand and in one motion, slashed her nails across her palm, letting the blood drip into the earth. “I reject you, Dren. I reject whatever sick fantasy you’ve built around me. You are nothing.”

"It’s a Graveyard. It’s built from the memories of every woman who was 'Too Much' and didn't survive the rejection. The First Luna archived the ones she could use... but she dumped the 'Glitches' down here" Beside us, Leo was a shadow of himself. The "First Luna" re-installation had left him with hair as white as salt and eyes that flickered between silver and grey like a failing terminal. He held a single, black butterfly in his palm, his runes pulsing a bruised purple.