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Rejected By My Mate But The Moon Bleeds To Crown Me

Chapter 5 Red haired slave

Word Count: 1060 | Released on: 24/10/2026

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g light spills through the window and the birds s

red hair, so red it looked like blood and sunset. Her hazel eyes, tired and afraid and beautiful. The way h

tell anyone.

thing in return, some hold t

e distr

everything and says nothing. "You have stared at that wall for ten minute

ot dist

s gaze knowing. "You were seen with her

calm, too calm.

Moon. Nothing else. You are not here to save

why I

aria is watching. You cannot afford mistakes." He turn

rince, heir to the throne of Lunaria. I should not care abou

t her, and I ca

face. My eyes are calm and my hand

too grand and too cruel, past guards, slaves, and nobles. In the dining hall

er. Welcome.

, wine sparkling in the light. I think of the slaves and

I se

wed, hands clasped, in a plain, worn dress. Bruises shadow her cheek. She looks up, and

I want to cross the room and explain that I was waiting for the right moment. Instead

ot look at

e show you where the Blood Moon will be held. It is th

in a napkin, and slip it into my pocket. I do n

stone and glass. Inside, the ceiling soars and the windows are so

say. It is not a comp

glass, the wolves will gather, and the bonds will be forged." He gestures to a man by the door. "This

forward, bows

a catch of breath and a flicker in her eyes, but I see it.

ith her head bowed, trying to be invisible. I know that feeling, the wish to

" I

frowns

want him.

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twists. "She is a

er to be

ined. She is no

" I hold his eyes. "Are

s, and it is not kind. "Of course not. If that is what you wish." He

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ehind him, Thomas among them, and th

and confusion and something el

an Princ

told to serve the Lycan. I

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going to. I was waitin

lied

just did not tel

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Rejected By My Mate But The Moon Bleeds To Crown Me

Chinchin Werewolf

“She is his slave. He is her King. The moon chose them. But love is a choice-and some choices burn. --- Eight years as a slave taught Helen to be invisible. She keeps her head down. Her mouth shut. Her heart locked away. She knows the rules. She knows her place. She is nothing. Then Xavier walks into her world and ruins everything. He is powerful. He is cold. He is impossibly beautiful. When his electric blue eyes meet hers, she feels something she has never felt before-a pull, a heat, a dangerous desire that terrifies her as much as it thrills her. He is her mate. But Xavier is not like other Alphas. He does not demand. He does not take. He waits. He watches. He trains her. He protects her. He challenges her to become more than a slave. And every day, the tension between them grows. His hands on hers during training. His breath warm on her neck. His eyes following her across every room like she is the only person who exists. The way he says her name like it matters. The way he touches her like she is precious. The way he looks at her like she is everything. She wants him. She needs him. She cannot stay away from him. But wanting him means trusting again. It means risking her heart. It means believing that love is possible when everyone she has ever loved has been taken from her. And Xavier has secrets of his own. He knows who she really is. He knows what she is capable of. He sees her power-the moonfire that burns only the guilty, the royal blood that runs through her veins, the white wolf that the Goddess chose. He wants to help her. He wants to save her. But he cannot save her from himself. Because the more he touches her, the more he wants. The more he protects her, the more he needs. The more he trains her, the more he craves. She is his mate. She is his obsession. She is the fire in his blood and the light in his darkness. When she finally surrenders-when she marks him as hers, when she takes him into her arms, when she whispers his name-it will be everything. --- He is the storm. She is the lightning. Together, they will set the world on fire.”