My Luna Trips Again

Chapter 1

Faye's POV

"Faye, you need to get yourself together and accept that Alpha Timerante doesn't love you. It's the only way for you to get rid of him for good," my wolf said to me.

In front of me, Timerante was holding his injured lover, blaming me for her injuries. He even demanded my blood and even my heart to save that despicable third party.

How absurd!

"I, Faye Martinez, reject you, Alpha Timerante Thompson, as my mate! Forever!"

Upon hearing my words, Timerante seemed momentarily disbelieving, then sneered. "Faye, it is only I who rejects you. You have no right to reject me."

"Is that so?" I looked at these detestable shitheads.

Under my dominance, the mate bond between Timerante and me finally shattered. For the first time in over half a year, I felt free, as if I could finally breathe.

And this time, it was Timerante's turn to look shocked. "Who... Who are you? How could our mate bond break without my permission?"

"Moon Goddess, I, Faye Martinez, am willing to answer your call and become the Blood Priestess!"

As I spoke, I looked at William. Flames appeared alongside my white wolf, accompanied by an even more powerful crimson light.

Finally, I gazed at them and uttered indifferently. "Submit or die?"

...

Six months ago.

I, along with a group of Rogue werewolves, was confined in a truck. We were covered in dirt and disheveled, too weak to move. My face was swollen, so I could hardly open my eyes. But deep down, I held onto hope because the Pack we were headed for was where I would meet the man who had saved me.

I had no idea how long the truck had been driving until it finally came to a stop, and the rear doors of the truck opened.

Screams filled the air.

Then, rough soldiers dragged my body and those of a dozen other Rogue werewolves out of the truck. The soldiers' hands reached for me, throwing me violently onto the ground.

My body hit the hard concrete with a thud, and soon I felt blood flowing from my tongue, dripping down my chin.

"Get up, you Rogue!" A soldier stood beside me, kicking my stomach.

I had to curl up, my consciousness starting to fade. But I still tried to open my eyes, searching for the source of the captivating scent. As soon as I arrived at the heart of this pack, I caught a whiff of that scent. I knew it was the mate bond, and I was elated because rescue was imminent.

I struggled to open my eyes. Finally, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a handsome man in a black suit slowly approaching.

It was him!

I attempted to stand up, leaning forward. But a soldier kicked me down soon.

I tried to cry for help, but my hoarse voice made my pleas barely recognizable.

Amidst my desperate actions, the soldier's beating intensified. It wasn't until he grew tired and saw that I no longer resisted that he stopped.

I could only breathe slowly, trying to keep myself conscious.

"Is this all?" I heard him say, his voice sounding familiar from our phone conversation. I could never forget that voice... He was my mate!