The Rejected Lunas Prince Novels & Stories

“I’m not wearing that.” The women froze. But one of them stepped forward and spoke. “You have to, Your Majesty. You are the new Luna now. This is how you are meant to be dressed.” Luna? I echoed silently. If only they knew I had been rejected by the Lycan King. I stared at the gown, my hands curling into fists. How could he expect this of me? After what he had done. After the rejection, the humiliation, the way he had looked at me as though I were nothing more than a stain he wished he could scrub away.

The Luna sat up, her jaws dropping in disbelief. "That's absurd! Renee will never do such a thing!" She admonished, her eyes as wide as saucers. "You think Jasmine can?" I muttered. I heard a scoff from the alpha prince, followed by an eye roll. I ignored him and focused on the Lycan king, knowing fully well that he would be the one to pass the verdict. "How sure are you that it was Renee? You weren't even qualified to join the game," the Luna said, and my throat knotted.

Outside the tent they were led toward, the pack’s howls rolled on, echoing off the stone, drowning out the last faint sounds of royal horns in the distance. The battle at the pass was over. The war had changed. And far to the south, in a different camp under the same Moon, a prince with a sketch of a girl he’d once dismissed clenched his jaw, listening to the no‑longer‑distant echo of a name on the wind. Moon‑Luna. His. Not his. Not anymore. Not unless he was willing to burn the world down to take her back. He thought he might be. But for the first time, as he stared toward the north, he wondered if even that would be enough.

And then—against every odd, every rule of this world—it worked. My grades were exceptional. Outstanding. Impossible, some said. And one morning, when the sun slipped weakly through a cracked window, a letter arrived. A scholarship. To Lunaris Academy. My hands shook so badly I almost dropped it. Lunaris wasn’t just a school—it was legend. A place for sacred races. Wolves, witches, fairies, vampires. Humans didn’t belong there. Humans weren’t chosen. I reread the letter again and again, my heart hammering, my breath shallow.

I slowed my steps and kept my distance as I watched. “Stop dragging your feet, you're too slow,” Meena sneered at one of the warriors. “Fight like this? You'll be dead before the first strike lands, don't think you can live to see the first blow.” The warrior lowered his head immediately. “Yes, Luna.” Luna? My stomach twisted. Only if they knew what darkness lies with the evil so called Luna. Only if they knew what she meant by those words she just said. She smiled at that warrior. You know that crooked evil smile.

“And I will not beg nobles who refuse to support their own kingdom during crisis.” Bob’s smirk disappeared. “You misunderstand your position,” he said quietly, pointing fingers. I felt the way Paula glanced at me, like she was asking for permission to bounce on him. I stepped forward. “I understand it perfectly,” I replied. “I am the Luna. My duty is to protect this kingdom and its people, not to stroke the pride of men hiding behind coin and titles.” Bob laughed, holding his chest. “A Luna without an heir is no Luna at all,” he said coldly.

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.

NITA'S POV “I, Justin Larson, reject you, worthless, low-rank omega, as my mate and future Luna,” I heard the crown prince say, and I fell to the floor in a loud yell, feeling my heart cracking, resulting in excruciating pain. “Meanwhile, I choose Gia Armstrong as my chosen mate and Luna, for she is more worthy of the position,” Justin, the crown prince added, and everyone gasped. Some people threw me on the floor with pitiful looks, while others mocked me and said I deserved it.

Her beautiful eyes twinkled as she remembers the Ice Shard Sword. “Is the brother you talking about was the one that Soheila rejected?” Sirene all of a sudden asked. Luna who was drinking water while listening to Sirene suddenly coughed so hard due to that water that she had drunk. Luna felt the embarrassment that her brother felt that time. She wanted to laugh and tease her brother as it was the first one to reject him. He who had power, him who had a weird personality, and last, the Crown Prince was a very handsome man.

" I pointed out and my beta snorted. "It can never be heard of that our great and strong Luna got rejected by that twat." My beta said, with pride dancing in her eyes. I liked the way she believed in and supported me and I was about to say something but then I was interjected as the door was opened. "I'll take it from here, beta." I heard Ace say and my eyes were immediately glued to him. "You sure? Don't convince her to go to him. I feel like you support Lukas in a way." I heard my beta say and I sighed.