The Rejected Luna's Secret: Awakening the White Wolf

to take inhibitors, claiming my bloodline wa

he pills and the lies to be

k at the Victory Gala, the

I screamed Bennett's name, frozen i

mistress, Aria, who was cowering behind

d his ba

acking her, leaving me e

he last second, I would have died

y way. He was too busy cooing over Aria's minor scrat

my safety. He was keeping me sterile and

kage of my marriage, and flushed

k stationery and wrote the word

eject you, Bennett R

packed my passport, and walked out

pte

sey

the bedroom floor like stagn

y knuckles white as I gripped t

lsed low in my

a sickly, heavy ache, smothered under layers of chemical restrain

essed them into my h

uthority that made my knees shake and my will crumble. "If I knot you, if my Alpha bloo

he lie along

g territories, a title that meant I was the mother of the pack. But inside these walls? I was a gh

was un

never sunk his teeth into the curve of

of my dress. Tonight was the Victory Gal

asted meat mixed with the heavy musk of shifting wolves. I

e he

olph. My mat

r liquid. He looked magnificent, his shoulders broad, his jaw

re locked o

cading dark hair and a laugh that sounded like wind chimes.

led sh

th Bennett's scent-which usually smelled of rain and deep forest pine-t

cent. It was

old me we were Fated Mates. I believed him. I believed him so much that I accepted a marriage without a mark, a b

nd saw them moving

the alcove near the heavy velvet curtains. I

of our bond. It was thin, frayed like an old rope. I

just so bo

ection wasn't meant for me. He was speaking to hi

ath hi

Mark's voice replied, hesitant

e's too tame. I need a real Luna. Someone with fire. Aria... she's ready. The Moon Goddess might have made a mistake

tilted o

lood. He was keeping me sterile. He was

let out a low, mournful whimper. It wasn't an

to flee to my room, but

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am tore through

s erupted. The heavy double doors burst open, and wolves

reamed, my huma

ting. His clothes shredded as he transf

rd me. I froze. I didn't have my wolf. The

ad turned. He saw me. He saw the rogue m

looked to

a rogue circling her. She had her

didn't h

d his ba

e attacking Aria, tackling it t

es from my face. I smelled its rotten breath. I realized, with a clarity that was co

mmed into the rogue, kn

as M

shifted back, naked and bloody, breathing hard. H

. are y

a, nuzzling her neck, checking her for scratches

ent. The whimpering st

ice was steady. Terrifyingly st

m. I walked through the blood and the

to our

f my neck-the symbol of the Luna

I packed my passport, my sketchbook, and a wad of cash I had saved from selling my art online under a

dumped the inhibitors into

lled out t

ennett's father, the old Alpha, had drawn up years a

gned

of Pack stationery

ct you, Bennett Randolp

had to accept it, or I had to be far enough

note on top o

of my life. The chaos of the attack was dying down, the warriors tend

umber on a b

a distorted v

eed the extraction. Now. An

tina

ispered. "Tak

ge of the territory, I looked back one last time. T

breeding an heir tonight.

t weak, but for the first tim