The Rejected Luna's Twin Alphas

was made of obsidian, cold enough to seep through my skin and settle in my marrow. My wrists were raw

dull thrum compared to the si

de. My Alpha. My

began to hairline fracture. His golden eyes, usually filled with a warmth that could melt the harshe

gh Council has reached a verdict. The vial of Nightshade poison, the very toxin currently paralyzing my father, it was found hidden

thick, pristine bandage was wrapped around her neck. She looked fragile, her lower lip trembling as if she were about to burst into tea

r. I forced myself to stand, ignoring the way the silver bit into my skin. "I have spent five years as your healer. I

the back of the hall. It was Sienna's mother, but soo

she was bei

freak can't

or! Po

ve anger rose. The growls of a hundred shifted and semi-shifted wo

pure, predatory muscle, and as he stepped down from the dais, the crowd parte

ow. It was the scent of home, of safety. But today, it f

htened, and I saw a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, a brief shadow of the boy who used to bring me wildflowers from the meado

ammering against my ribs. "Truly look at me.

le. But then, a loud, agonizing groan echoed from the floor above just the room where his father lay dying. The sound sna

a dry rasp. "A Luna who poisons her own kind is no Luna at all. T

the vacuum of his mounting Alpha aura. He looked at me one last time, and I saw t

he ancient ritualistic power of the Alpha Command settled over the room li

widening. "Killian, don't.

drowning out my plea. "I reject you as my Luna. I sever the bond t

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bang; it ended with the sou

urned inside out and dipped in liquid nitrogen. The golden thread that had tied my heart to his for years-the t

dn't breathe. I couldn't think. The warmth that had been a constant h

ce turned a ghostly, ashen grey. He felt the blow, too, but he had the strength of the pack to a

in. He turned his back, his posture rigid, but his hands we

tside, a violent storm had broken. Thunder

ds, a sudden, sharp kick from within my womb made me gasp. The realization hit me with the force of

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e sound so loud it vibrated the teeth in my head. At the same time, the pack me

Sienna's mother yelled,

gain, but the guards were already haul

throne, his head bowed. He looked like a man who had just lost everything, bu

a rusted, iron-barred transport van. T

e was one of Sienna's favourites, a man who had always enjoyed the sight of blood

ing into the corner of t

laughed. He lunged forward, the hot iron moving toward the pac

two tiny heartbeats I had felt earlier that day. I thought of the bet

e, I thought. I wil

sudden, blinding flash of white-cold energy erupted from the centre of my chest. It wasn't the

owing fragments. Marcus screamed as a shockwave of pure force sla

uminated in a sharp, silver clarity. I felt a presence in my mind-not the small, quiet wolf I had al

n the back of my mind, deep and reso

leaked through the floorboards. He lost control, the tires s

vine that marked the edge of the pack terr

on the rain-slicked gravel. I clutched my stomach,

ed one last time, not a

ng weightlessness and silence that felt like the end of the world. Then, the scre

he edges of my vision. Through the shattered window, I saw the tops of

g impact, the roar of the river below, an