The Rejected Luna, The Hidden Heiress Mga Nobela at Kwento

The vision of Selene appeared once more, her expression softening. “You have faced the trial of the northern peaks,” the voice said. “You have proven your courage and your bond. But the true shadow remains… it lies within the heart of the first Luna’s sanctuary, beyond the mountains where the Moon never sets. There, you will confront what was hidden even from your ancestors.” Aria exhaled, her chest heaving. “Then that is where we go.” Kael nodded, sheathing his sword. “And we face it together. No hesitation, no fear. Whatever it is, it will not break us.”

Luna froze and listened intently. "Who is present?" Her voice cracked as she whispered. Quiet. The darkness grew deeper. Just outside the circle of torchlight, a little, hunched form moved in the corner. Luna gasped for air. Her hand automatically went for the closest instrument, an ancient scalpel with a nicked but still sharp blade. The way her father had taught her to chop herbs without cutting her skin, she kept it low. "Show yourself," she continued, her voice faltering but louder this time. "I hear you." The figure shifted. As the torch flickered, a face flashed, its eyes sunken yet full of fevered life, its cheeks hollow. Luna felt sick to her stomach. That face was familiar to her. I

"I, Sera Ashford, accept your rejection, Alpha Lupus." More gasps erupted from the crowd. Shame and fury burned inside me, but I kept my posture perfect. The moment the words left my mouth, the bond snapped completely. Lupus's expression flickered for just a fraction of a second. Something like a flash of regret passed through his eyes, but it vanished before anyone else could see it. "Good," he said flatly. "Now get out. Angela and I will be announced as Alpha and Luna at the next full moon. Do not embarrass yourself by showing up."

"Marcus will transfer some money to your account. It'll be enough for you to live on for a while." He left without a backward glance. The sound of the engine faded into the distance. I stood in the empty study and pulled out my phone, dialing a number. "Elder Aldric, it's me, Carys." "I need to confirm the details of the rejection papers one more time." A deep, solemn voice answered on the other end. "Luna, the agreement has been signed by both parties and witnessed by the Moon Goddess. It is sacred and irrevocable. It will take effect automatically on the night of the full moon, in three days."

I knew just the right one to visit. Carla was sitting by her window when the I walked in. She had once been a Luna of another pack, but was rejected by her mate when he caught her in the arms of another. “What can I say – my mother was a whore, I’m no different,” she had said to me as she narrated her story, blowing out smoke from her mouth, a thin cigarette held In her hand.

Emma. The vengeful wench had my baby. Selene stood on the porch, cradling a small bundle in her arms. My heart stopped at the sight. I knew without question what, or more accurately who, she was holding. “Hello, rejected Luna,” she sneered. Rejected Luna. That's what I was. I was the woman who she believed she was better than. I was the one Kael threw away just to be with her. I was the ruined queen. The whore.

"Luna, I finally see it now. You're so worked up about whatever happened between me and Andrew. Could it be you're scared that there's something between us, something you don't know about? "So that's why you're anxious, suspicious, even scared. You came all the way here to confront me because you're terrified there's more between me and Andrew than meets the eye. Am I right?" To Andrew's surprise, Luna stepped forward. She frowned and said, "You're absolutely right. Valerie, you're a noble lady from the powerful Chetvine family. You're the precious heiress of the Reyes family, adored by your father and the elites of Chetvine. But that doesn't mean I'm afraid of you.

I nearly cried out in frustration. “But I’m only stepping up to my responsibilities. You and I are expecting a child and that means you’re the mother of my heir and also my Luna. Right?” He asked with another sinister smile. “No… it doesn’t mean anything!” “No? This isn’t what you wanted? You don’t want to be Luna to the most powerful pack? To reign by my side and have access to more wealth than you could ever need in this lifetime. Isn’t that what you want?” “No, I don’t want it,”

“You do not get to throw pieces of her life at her and call it truth. If there is a prophecy, you will give us all of it.” “All of it?” Marian echoed. “Very well. The true Luna is not chosen for beauty, or obedience, or bloodline politics. She is the wolf-born heart of the pack. The one who can bind power, command loyalty, and see what others refuse to see. Your father found out when she was still a child. He should have handed her over. Instead, he hid her. Loved her. Tried to outrun what she was.”