Return Of The Rejected Luna Am The Lycan Queen

f the papers like a

bed for what felt like hours when Damian finally walked in, still dressed

u signed,

tween them. The warmth that had once existed in his eyes had disappeared completely. The instant their gazes met, Elena saw nothing but cold disd

silver hope. "Tell me straight Damian, why choose me? Why tell me

way first,

t I guess that was just you had," he exhaled, "Just sign the

eing disowned, even her connection

e marriage quietly, Damian threw a banquet. The great hall, still warm from last night's gathering, was lit again a live band playing something brig

ian's mother, delivered with a smile: "You'll stand there, dear, so e

o had once curtsied to her raise their

ations, Lu

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ed like a small

ies, wealthy, powerful, the kind of men whose approval Damian had spent years courting.

ha named Reyes, spotted Elena stand

turned to Damian, grinning. "What will you

rned, but she didn't move, didn't speak. She had learned,

called out from th

ing his glass toward her like she was a piece

ed into something that wasn't quit

wly, savouring it, "she'

ember the wine tasting strange. She only remembered Marla pressing a glass into her hand, insisting she drink to "close this chapter properly," and t

nstinctively she felt something flat and metallic, then a t

s, draped in gold silk that strained at every seam, rings crowded onto fingers like fat little jewels. Bes

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king. "No, this isn't real. This

glinting. "Were the Luna, sweetheart. Your husband's signature is

st the chain at her ankle, fury and disbelief tangled together into something wild. "I don't belo

o fast she didn

ll, sending Elena sprawling sideways onto the cold stone floor. Pain bloomed white-hot across her cheek,

ere, too stunned to move, staring

ore leaned down,

thing inside her - some last thread still ho

p, smoothing her golden silk like Elena's blood hadn't just touched her hand. "You are not