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His Defiant Luna: Awakening The Secret White Wolf

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1065    |    Released on: Today at 14:29

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a pitch-black shirt stepped out onto the pavement. Under the neon lights,

ver the crowd. Several low-ranking guards nearby turned pale and stumble

because I had died once already: pure Lycan blood, an ancien

Dillon Pack..." someone wh

illon, the ruthless warlord who had just returned from the overseas wasteland

against the asphalt to block my path. The door opened, and Brayden stepped out with a dark expression. Clinging affectionately t

rayden stepped right in front of me, releasing

her lower lip as tears pooled in her light brown eyes. "It's all

hy guests began poin

the Sherman family. How dare she thr

tead of embarrassing myself next to

eeping over the pair without sparing a

d by my dismissal, Brayden lunged forwa

sed hand carrying the crisp scent of tobacco and pine sho

hly is beneath you," Callen said, appearing beside

rm back, only to find the man's grip immovable. "Callen, this is m

lung Brayden's arm aside like a piece of garbage.

up at Callen before dropping her head in terror t

I said, giving Callen a polite nod before m

ew away the last traces of herbal oil on my skin. A faint, p

f my face. For an adult werewolf-and especially a pureblooded Lycan-meeting one's fated mate triggered five undeniable soul and bodily reactions: the

l rumbled from deep within his chest, v

bells rang in my head, and I instinctively took

He leaned down slightly, his hot breath brushing direct

y spine, making my fingertips tingle. Suppressing the

e corner of his mouth lifting into a dangerous curve a

a sudden, inexplicable flare of jealous

" I replied coldly, turning on m

guard noticed I wasn't wearing a Higgins fa

re piercing straight into the guard's e

e title the underworld had given me during the five years after this Pack cast me out, before they dragged me onto that

r the stunned gazes of the crowd-and one burning stare that felt like it was

ms. Skipping past the rare herbs and ancient weapons, my eyes locked onto the final lot: the dee

nst the armrest. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Callen's tall figure enter the ha

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His Defiant Luna: Awakening The Secret White Wolf
His Defiant Luna: Awakening The Secret White Wolf
“I was the disgraced, wolfless Luna of the Higgins Pack, despised by everyone for my genetic defect. My husband, Alpha Brayden, openly flaunted his precious charity case, a lowborn Healer named Doreen, while treating me like disposable trash. In my past life, I bled out alone on a cold operating table. My life-saving healing plasma was forcefully cut off and rerouted into Doreen's body just because she needed it. Brayden stood by and let me die, completely indifferent to my agonizing pain as I gasped for air. Because of him, my family's wealth was drained, my reputation was dragged through the mud, and I died a mocked, abandoned freak. I had spent years wearing cheap white dresses and hiding my true scent just to imitate Doreen and beg for his attention. Why did my absolute devotion only earn me a brutal, suffocating death? Opening my eyes, the phantom stench of my own blood still filled my throat. The calendar on the wall read five years ago-the afternoon of the Sacred Spring Auction, the exact starting point of my tragedy. This time, I refused to be his victim. I smashed my cheap perfumes, put on a blood-red gown, and marched straight up to the Alpha who thought he owned me. "I, Amira Sherman, reject you, Brayden Higgins, as my mate." With a ten-billion-dollar bid and the most terrifying Lycan warlord at my side, it was time to tear their pride to pieces.”