The Rejected Luna's Comeback Novels & Stories

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.

In the pack that once rejected me, they started hearing the stories too. At first, they dismissed them, then they questioned them. Then they listened, but they didn’t know the truth yet. Not really. They thought they had discarded a weak Luna. They didn’t understand what rejection had done, they didn’t understand what it created. And soon… They would. Because when the truth finally reached them, when it stopped being rumor and became reality, they would realize something irreversible. The girl they threw away… Was not lost. She was reborn, and she was coming back.

“Alpha, with all due respect—" "Shut up!” Liam snapped. "You’re here to assist the birth, so don't you dare try to dictate me. She has failed to bear me an heir for three years. If she fails now... she will no longer be fit to be the Luna, and I'll banish her from the pack." I sobbed, helpless and shaking. “Liam, no! Please, I’m trying—” “Try harder,” he barked. “She’s bleeding out!” the midwife cried.

I was okay with being alone for life with no mate, I only wanted to reclaim my life back and as my Dad said, a rejection isn’t the end of the world. And I, Ariana Volkstane because soon I’ll stop being Luna Ariana Zeus. I Ariana Volkstane will reclaim my place in the world.

The fear in his gaze turned to a fierce, blazing pride. I had fallen. I had failed. But I had gotten back up. The Eclipse Luna was back. And she was not here for the past. She was here for the future.

I can let him have his way, but I won’t perjure myself. Victor turns his harsh gaze on me. I suck in a sharp breath and prepare myself for the pain that will accompany his rejection. “I, Alpha Victor, of the Midsummer Pack, reject you as my mate and my Luna. You are hereby stripped of your title as Luna." Pain shoots through my chest, and the mark on my neck feels like it is on fire. I do my best to stay on my feet. Elder Watkins can see I am suffering and offers me his hand.

Yet, she still heard me. “Interested? I’m sorry Luna he forbade us to say this, but he actually went there to get her back. The only reason they didn’t want to be is that she rejected him. There are rumors she’s now involved with Alpha Darius. Hence, the cold attitude.” Natasha looked nervous as she scanned around to make sure there was no-one eavesdropping. “Thank you, Natasha, I'll make sure not to implicate you,” I placed on her shoulder in a re-assuring manner. She nodded in gratitude and she continued her training.

Lips moving in hushed whispers. Then the murmurs grew. Low, sharp, snake-like. Words meant to be hidden but dripping with enough venom to pierce even the thickest skin. “That’s her… the Luna who got rejected.” “Thrown out of Crimson Claw by her own husband… replaced the same day.” “She’s barren, you know. That’s why.” “She drained the pack’s coffers before she left.” I froze mid-step, a little dress still hanging from my fingers.

“Imagine this, Joshua didn’t really love you six years ago, he was just putting on an act. And now, Alice Gibson used your identity and returned to him. She started making decisions the moment she returned, to let you and Aura go. If I was Joshua, I would hate her too, of course, I wouldn’t be all lovey-dovey with her.” Luna paused for a second, and looked at her helplessly. “So?” “I think you still have a chance, try your best to seduce him. Besides, you’ll run as soon as you get pregnant, you don’t plan to spend the rest of your life with him.” Luna paused. “We’ll talk about this later.” Her mind was in a mess. After tidying herself up, Luna slung her backpack on and walked downstairs. The

My lungs shuddered, and then I completely broke. ​I slid down the trunk into the mud, pulling my knees to my chest as tears poured down my face. I pressed a trembling hand over my mouth to muffle the sound. ​There was no one around, but a stubborn part of me still remembered I was a Luna. Lunas did not sob helplessly in the dirt. Lunas did not crawl. Lunas did not beg. Lunas endured. ​Except... I wasn't a Luna anymore.