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Everyone gasped. “I’m sorry to say this…” the elder said solemnly. “But she is too weak to be your Luna. The Moon Goddess has rejected her.” Kyo’s jaw clenched. He turned to Nunu and motioned for her to carry Nyx away. Nunu and two other women rushed to her side and carried her inside. The hall erupted in whispers. “How can a blind girl be Luna?” “She’s the one who killed Kael’s brother…” “The Moon Goddess must have rejected her for a reason.”

Marina screamed, fighting against the guards who seized her, but her cries were drowned in the sound of wolves howling, not in despair but in release. Selene stood at the center of it all, her chest rising and falling, Rowan at her side, the moon above unbroken and whole. The wolves bowed, not in fear, but in recognition, and she knew in that moment that she was no longer the rejected girl who had once wept beneath the trees. She was the White Wolf Luna. Caden lowered his head, his voice breaking. “Forgive me.” Selene looked at him, her eyes soft but unyielding. “I already did. But you will live with the cost.”

My silver-white aura shimmered faintly under the surface of my skin, concealed but restless. The crowd was a chaotic sea of colors and scents. Alpha heirs in embroidered coats debated near merchants selling enchanted trinkets. Warriors sparred for sport in a cleared arena, while diplomats whispered over goblets of blood-wine. Whispers trailed me. "Is that…?" "No, she died." "Looks like her, though. Luna Blackwood, right? The rejected mate?" "No one survives a broken bond and vanishes for three months. It’s impossible." Let them talk. I kept my head high, posture fluid and graceful, more predator than prey now. My hair was shorter, eyes sharper, body carved by training. But the old Luna still

"What did you do to make your Alpha throw you away, little Luna?" "I left him," Laura spat, anger flaring through the pain. "I rejected the bastard." Shocked whispers rippled through the group. "Impossible," hissed a rogue with a face covered in awful scars. "No Luna rejects her Alpha. The pain would kill her." "Yet here she stands," the leader said, wonder mixing with the hunger in his gaze. He circled closer, like a wolf sizing up hurt prey. "Barely. You're dying anyway, aren't you? I can see it in your eyes."

I had asked, too weak to put up a fight. He stood up and looked down at me with hate burning in his eyes. “I, Alpha Masuzyo Malai, reject you, Luna Ayda Sandu, as my mate and my Luna. You are no longer part of our pack, and you are no longer my mate. Accept it,” he growled. I still remember his hot breath on my face as I screamed in agony, the pain of his rejection ripping through me. He grabbed my hair, pulling my face up to his. “Accept it, or die.”

He was always aware. Luna's voice grew softer as she turned back to Alina. "You once mentioned something. because you arrived here damaged. Alina gave a nod. He purchased my silence. He owed my father gold. He gave me while he was unable to pay. Luna's emotions shifted. Since then, you've been here? Indeed. I made one attempt at running. Her face was shadowed. "He ensured that I would never attempt again." Luna's throat became constricted. She didn't have to, but she wanted to know what he had done. Alina's disturbed expression was sufficient. Beneath that sorrow, however, she felt strength the silent, resilient type that resisted death. Beside her, she knelt. Then, Alina, assist me. Help me

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.

“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.

Just present. Drax lowered his arms slow. Blood ran from a new cut on his forehead. "What are you?" he asked. His voice sounded quieter now. "I am the Rejected Luna," I said. "The one you threw away. The one who did not break." He took a step toward me. His hand reached out again but slower. "Come back with me. We can start over. The bond can be made right." I looked at his hand. For one second the old hurt came back. The pain from the clearing when he said no. The way everyone turned away from me. But the hurt did not make me small anymore. It made me steady.

Hello Wonderful Readers, If you have read my books before, it is such a privilege to have you join me again! If not, thank you so much for giving Pursuing My Rejected Luna a shot! This book is completely stand alone with brand new characters unconnected to my other works. As always with my books, there will be ups and downs, bumps in the road, plenty of spice, and a guaranteed HEA for Skye. But I'll be honest, she may have a bit of a rough time getting there.