The Rejected Luna's Second Chance

waist, instinct took over. I didn't t

the fabric of his leather jacket, tearing it open. The rogue cursed, his grip loosening just enough for me to te

es surrounding me. There were five of them now, stepping out from the shadows of th

a dark, suffocating power that made the air feel thick. He looked down at the tear in his j

d elbowed him. "I like that. The last White Wolf I

My wolf was pacing frantically in my mind, telling me to run,

ght on a thick tree root, and I stumbled, falling hard onto the dam

n front of me, resting his forearms on his knees. Up close, I could see the faint white scars crisscr

ed to kill you, I would have done it the second you crossed into my

I breathed. "This

year ago. My name is Silas. And you, little wolf, just

knew that name. He was the Rogue King. The monster in the dark. It was said that he had

w how to use it, too. I felt that cut through my jacket." He looked at me, his golden eyes piercing. "Where did you come from? You don't smell like a rogue. You smell li

led down my cheeks, hot and humiliating. I wiped at them furiou

anyone," I choked

is face, replaced by something I couldn't read. He stood up, tow

at it,

. "You'll need it

ere with you," I sai

ow what, and frankly, I don't care. But I do care about the fact that you're a Whit

es. My mother had hidden me from the moment I was born.

lphas. They rip a White Wolf apart to drink their blood, to steal their healing magic

stomach. "How do you know

know how to spot a lie." He wiggled the knife handle. "Take it. Come with me. Or stay here and

thought of Kael laughing at my humiliation. I thought of Lila's cruel smi

a tiny spark of survival flickered

ut and took

, though it still held an edge of da

e Aria anymore. Aria was the weak omega who had been rejected

name that popped into my head. D

en. Fitting. Come on, Raven.

rogues fell into step behind him. I hesitated f

moved through the forest like shadows, silent and deadly. I struggled to keep up, my le

. And when I saw what was in the middl

camp. It was

and watchtowers. It was bigger and more intimidating than the

n hall. The inside was just as intimidating, filled with d

ilas led me to a wooden door at the en

was a bed with thick blankets and a sing

s said from the doorwa

asked, my voice

grabbed my chin, tilting my face up so I had to look at hi

'm going to teach you how to be

to leave. But before he could

s shaking at my sides.

stood there in the shadow of the hallway, a

mistake of his life," Silas said, his voice cold and sharp. "An

and the click of the lock

er. I was alon

oden door, I realized something

nce my eighteenth bir

ready