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The Secret Oracle: His Defiant Luna

The Secret Oracle: His Defiant Luna

For seven years, I played the perfect Luna to the Graystone Pack, shouldering the responsibilities while my fated mate, Barth, treated me like a mere duty. Everything shattered the night he abruptly blocked our mind-link. When I rushed to his private club, I found him intimately holding Elna, his adopted human sister, looking like lovers caught in the act. Instead of explaining, Barth summoned the entire pack to the central square the next day. To protect his precious sister from rumors, he publicly declared me jealous and paranoid. "She is no longer fit to be the Luna of Graystone." He prepared to officially reject me while the crowd sneered and Elna fake-cried in his arms. His family even ransacked my room and smashed the moonstone amulet I had left behind, calling it a cheap trinket from a wolfless bitch. They thought I would fall to my knees and beg. They thought I was just a weak, discarded placeholder. They didn't know I was an Oracle, and that the "trinket" they destroyed was the only ward keeping a deadly curse from swallowing their entire territory. Looking at the man the Moon Goddess had supposedly made for me, I felt nothing but pity. Before he could finish his sentence, I cut him off. "I, Anya Kent, hereby sever our bond. I reject you as my mate." Leaving them to face their impending doom, I turned my back on the Graystone Pack to finally live for myself.
My Alpha Mate Rejected Me: He says I'm a Misfit

My Alpha Mate Rejected Me: He says I'm a Misfit

"No, this is a mistake! A wolfless, overweight werewolf can't be my mate." His words hit me hard. Alpha Bran of the Moonlight Pack doesn't even hesitate as he says it, his voice clear enough for everyone to hear. Whispers rise from the crowd almost immediately, spreading fast like wildfire. Disbelief. Judgment. Some don't even bother to lower their voices. No one tries to stop him. No one questions him. Not when it's their Alpha speaking. But I won't let them see how much it hurts. I won't give him that satisfaction. I square my shoulders and force a smile that feels like it might crack my face. "Well, Bran, I guess the Moon Goddess has a sense of humor after all," I say, ignoring the pain running through me. "Too bad she didn't give you one." Silence falls just as quickly as the whispers started. No one expects me to talk back. Not to him. Not to the Alpha. Bran's eyes turn red with anger, the faint glow of his wolf showing through. A warning. A reminder of who he is and who I am not. But I hold my ground. "Talia," he starts, his tone lower now, more dangerous, but I cut him off before he can continue. He is going to reject me anyway. There's no point letting him drag it out. "Don't worry, Bran," I say. "I'm sure there's some loophole you can find to get out of this. After all, you can't have someone like me ruining your perfect reputation, right?" A few gasps echo from the crowd. Wolves shift uneasily. Speaking to the Alpha like this is not just bold-it's wrong in every way the pack believes in. But I don't stop. The air feels tight, heavy with tension. For a moment, I see something shift in his eyes-uncertainty, maybe even conflict. The bond is there. I can feel it pulling at me. And I wonder if he feels it too. He turns away from me like I don't matter. "This conversation is over, Talia. You should leave." Just like that. No formal rejection. Just dismissal. It feels like something inside me cracks, but I don't show it. I won't give him or anyone else the chance to see me break. Not here. Not in front of wolves who already see me as less. I nod, keeping my head high, even though my chest feels tight. Then I turn and walk away, each step steady, even when it feels like I might fall apart at any second. Talia, a wolfless wolf in her pack has been a mocking object in her Pack just because she's fat, wolfless and eats like a glutton. Her situation turned worse when the Moon Goddess decided to give her Alpha Bran, their Pack 's Alpha as a mate. He rejected her on the spot. What would be Talia's fate after the rejection? Let's see.