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He was hesitant to speak, but said it anyway. "A former Luna?" My question came out unprecedented, I had meant to ask in my head. What the hell? A former Luna? My mate was… "Yes, more like a disgraced Luna. She was recently publicly rejected by her mate, the alpha of the Tokenmoon pack on the basis of infidelity. Finding out about her was difficult. From my sources, the last they heard of her was at an auction in a high end brothel. Her ex husband sold her to them as punishment for her infidelity."

That pathetic Omega was now nestled in my fated mate's arms, the fresh, bloody mark on her neck still weeping. "Damon, are you insane?" My voice trembled. He turned to me, his eyes empty of guilt. "If you want to be my Luna, this is my condition." Gasps erupted from the pack. To mark another she-wolf before a mating ceremony was the ultimate insult to the Moon Goddess. But I knew worse was coming. Memories of my past life flooded back to me. On this very day, I had screamed my refusal at Damon. Bowing to the Goddess's law and the Elders' pressure, he banished Lyla.

“I believe. My words are for the one who bears the eyes of the rejected luna.” I lift my hands and touch my face, the face I changed in every aspect to look different from my old face. I was positive I looked nothing like Genevieve, but I could not bear to change my eyes. These eyes I used to see my parents get killed, these eyes that Derek looked into as he rejected me, these eyes that looked up to the moon goddess to save me. I couldn’t change them, they saw everything, they were my companion. Yes, I bore the eyes of the rejected luna because, they were my reminder of what I saw, what I experienced, what I should never forget and what I am owed.

she said coldly. “You may,” I replied calmly. She turned and walked out of the prison without another word. Paula exhaled loudly once she disappeared. Christine let out a laugh from inside the cell. “You think this changes anything?” she said. I turned back to her. “You cannot be a true Luna,” she continued. “No matter how hard you try. They will never fully accept you.” Rafaello moved forward instantly. “You insolent…” He grabbed the bars, but I reached out quickly and caught his arm.

And the distinct mark of a Luna, but one utterly rejected. I knelt beside her, senses working. Her pulse was thready, too fast. She shivered. The severed bond was a gaping wound on her essence. A normal wolf would be dead. This one wasn't. “She’s a Luna,” Kaelen murmured, eyes wide. “The scent of a Luna. But…..rejected.” Rejected. A powerful wolf, cast out. A potential weakness for Silvermoon. Or a potential asset for us. The High Council would be… interested or probably furious.

The others hesitated. “Next?” she said, brushing dust from her pants. The second warrior snarled and shifted, his gray wolf form charging with brute strength. Evelyn shifted too, her black wolf sleek and fast, and they clashed in a blur of claws and teeth. It didn’t take long—she dodged with ease, slamming him into the ground before pinning him by the throat. When she shifted back, her breathing was even. Controlled. Gasps rippled through the growing crowd. Kendall stepped forward, raising his voice. “This is your Luna. Rejected or not, she is one of us. And she’s not here to beg for forgiveness. She’s here to take back what Damien tried to destroy.”

I said amidst tears. He looked at me long and hard for some moment and before I knew what was happening the rejection notice began burning. He had used his powers to burn it. “No”…. I cried out trying to salvage it but it had been reduced to ashes. "I am the Alpha. Only I dictate when a Luna is released. Your request is denied." He said icily.

Others are glancing at me with suspicion. "Mary has been poisoning our Luna for years," Walter continues, his voice cracking with fake emotion. "And now, when she's finally caught, she tries to drag me down with her? Why?” He pause and looking at Mary. “And I know why, Because I rejected her advances! She came to me months ago, confessing her feelings, begging me to be her mate. And when I refused her… when I told her I could never betray this pack by fraternizing with a servant.. she swore she would make me pay."

she sobbed, and I dropped to my knees in front of her. "I am sorry. I thought.....he promised me. He told me he loved me." "He lied. They always lie Rebecca. They lied to your own mother, your grandmother. I wanted you to be different for you." “I thought it was the only way” “I was going to find another for you. I just needed to get better and stronger. We were going to leave” she cried harder. I couldn’t tell her that she was part of the reason I’d gone ahead. For years I’d done all my best but nothing could be done for her. Becoming Luna would give me access to getting better care for her.

I watched her. This woman, my mate, the Luna, the last White Wolf, daughter of the Moon Goddess. The very complication I’d tried to dismiss upon her arrival at Ravenwood, now stood in a villa overlooking the ocean, absorbing the most shattering news with a clarity and grace I was certain I’d never possess.