The Rejected Luna's Prince By Aurora Archer Novels & Stories

Kate suddenly snarled from the doorway. I looked right past Derek's shoulder to see the scheming woman stepping into the light. Seeing the murderous look in her eyes, I bared my teeth in a cold sneer. "Who am I? Based on the law of the Council of Alphas, Derek refuses to sign my release papers, which makes me the only legal Luna Queen of Silvermoon Holdings. He cannot even let me go." "You..." Kate stuttered, her face turning crimson with rage. Her fingers curled into claws as she tried to step forward, but I was not about to waste my breath arguing with a mistress.

The headlines were already viral, exploding across every major news outlet, blog, and social platform in Nocturne City. JILTED VALE LUNA MARRIES THE UNDERWORLD KING OVERNIGHT ‘In a shocking twist of events, hours after Alpha Heir Cassian Mooncroft announced his alliance with Celeste Soren, his discarded fiancée Aurora Vale was spotted signing an ironclad marriage registry with none other than Alpha King Ronan Blackthorne; Cassian's own godfather.' Beneath the bold lettering was a blurry photograph of me entering the sedan in the rain, the white hem of my wedding gown unmistakable.

“No. I didn’t.” But she had. Every nerve in her body screamed it. The friendship was back. The crowd cheered, oblivious to the storm between them. The photographers cheered. Headlines were already forming in real time: THE REJECTED LUNA RETURNS AS ALPHA’S FIANCÉE LOVE REIGNITED BETWEEN RIVALS! BLACKWOOD AND MOONSTONE MERGE BY BLOOD AND FIRE! Aurora forced herself to smile, her nails biting into her palm. Damon leaned close again, his whisper cutting through the noise. “Whatever this is,” he said quietly, “you can’t run from it anymore.”

It exhaled, and the blue glow around its body softened to something that looked almost peaceful. My hand was shaking. I couldn't tell if it was terror or something else. The Head Omega stepped forward. A muscle jumped in her jaw, but her voice was blade-sharp and steady. "The candidate from Shadow Creek has passed the test. She will serve as the Prince's surrogate and hold the title of Luna Princess." ... Within the hour, my new life was explained to me in terms that made my stomach turn and my face burn.

“I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to be close to you and you don’t want me either. Let’s not drag things” “Then what do you want?” He asked harshly. I inhaled deeply, still holding his gaze and then I spoke. “To end things properly” his eyes narrowed. “What?” “I…Rebeccah Smith, reject you, King Leonidas of the misty falls pack…” I squeaked as I was suddenly lifted off the floor, the air whipping harshly in my face as I flew backwards, landing on the chair with King Leonidas lowering over me and his fingers wrapped around my neck loosely.

Everyone expected a reaction from me, something I refused to give. With nothing to lose, I opened my eyes, met his gaze and spoke up. “I, Eden Larue, the daughter of Aman Larue, accept your rejection, Alpha Asher Williams and hereby announce I refuse the rightful place as your Luna.” The smug look disappeared from his face the moment the last word left my lips. His face twisted in an expression of pain as a loud gasp left him, the glass slipped from his fingers and he threw his hand over his heart.

Besides, only a chosen could have your heir. Though the Alpha could get himself a Mistress, give her a secondary mark, spend his life of vanity but the catch was once the Luna appeared, they usually tend to reject an already engaged mate or tear the throat of the inconvenience. Therefore most Lycan Alpha's got lovers and mistress after mating their chosen.

We rode through the night. Distance between us and the compound growing. The freed prisoners struggled. Weak. Malnourished. Unused to freedom. But they kept moving. Kept pushing. Survival instinct kicking in. The gifted wolf rode beside me. Her collar glowed faint in moonlight. A reminder of her prison. "What's your name?" Had to start somewhere. "Mira." Her voice was cautious. "Yours?" "Dian. Luna of Shadowcrest." "A Luna rescuing prisoners." Something like humor flickered. "Draven would've hated that."

The air trembled. "There she is," he said, pointing. A spotlight hit me. Silence. I stood frozen, heart hammering. Eyes. Hundreds of them. All on me. I was his mate. My wolf howled with joy. But just as I stepped forward... "I reject her." The air was sucked out of the room. "I, Prince Jax Justin, reject her as my mate," he said coldly. "I will present my chosen Luna in two weeks." He looked toward my father. "I trust I have that right, Elder Bloom?"

“There was a Luna standing in a field of ash. Her eyes were blind. Her hands were red. She said one thing before she disappeared” She swallowed hard. “‘Don’t wear what you haven’t earned.’” The room fell silent. Altheya’s voice was gentle. “That Luna… was likely Lunessa the Broken. The last queen who took the crown in fear, not faith. She ruled for twenty-one days. On the twenty-second, her heart stopped beating. And no one could explain why.” Aria looked to her daughter. “This is the moment, Liora. You either claim it and let it shape you, Or it will wait until the shape it takes… is no longer yours.”