His Discarded Luna, the Rival's Obsession

"No wolf. No family. Harmless. Useful. The second I am done with her, the Luna title is yours." Eira Crawford heard those words through her husband's office door. For four years, she had been Sebastian Vale's hidden mate. She managed his household, entertained his relatives, cleaned up his messes, and lived on the three thousand dollars he gave her each month like charity. Even buying a new coat required an explanation. But for his first love, he casually prepared three hundred thousand dollars in research funding. To Sebastian, Eira was nothing more than a wolfless Omega from an orphanage. A quiet, obedient wife with no pack, no power, and no value beyond being useful. He had never introduced her publicly as his Luna. His family treated her like a servant. His sweetheart mocked her as a woman who could only survive by clinging to an Alpha. So Eira stopped crying. She recorded the affair, filed for mate dissolution, and placed the divorce papers in front of Sebastian. Even then, he thought she was throwing a tantrum. He signed without hesitation, certain she would come crawling back once she realized no one else would want a discarded, wolfless Omega. He was wrong. The woman he left at home washing dishes was a Stanford-trained electrical engineer. The "useless" wife he ignored was the hidden chief engineer behind a national self-developed chip project. Her movements were classified. Her disappearance could alert the federal authorities. Her name, once revealed, was enough to shake the entire scientific community. And Sebastian knew nothing. After walking out of his house with nothing but her freedom, Eira crossed paths with Killian Sterling, the coldest and most powerful Alpha in the north. He did not know her name yet, but his wolf recognized something in her that everyone else had missed. Meanwhile, Sebastian finally realized that Eira was not bluffing. He searched the entire city like a madman. For the first time in four years, he publicly called her his wife. He demanded she return. He begged for another chance. But by then, Eira was no longer waiting in his house. She was seated at the Sterling Pack's dinner table, dressed with quiet confidence, while the most feared Alpha in North America stood beside her. In front of everyone, Killian Sterling placed his hand at her back and said coldly, "Eira is not anyone's discarded Omega." "She is my Luna."

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Yes, this is a book about demons. First and foremost, I want to acknowledge the fact that this book is PURE FICTION!!! IT IS THE CONTENT OF MY IMAGINATION, AND I AM IN NO WAY A DEVIL WORSHIPPER!!! Don't get me wrong, people who do that have their own right to, but this isn't a book about religion here. It's just something that I thought of and want to have fun writing about. Don't judge, please.

Okay! Now that I have that out of the way, THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO NOBODY'S ANGEL!! IT CAN BE READ SEPERATELY, but don't be asking who some of the characters are then :)

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this! To those reading my other works, I'm sorry but I just don't have the will to write them. They don't hold my attention like they used to. I don't know when they will be updated next, or if I will even continue to write them. Just know that I'm still alive :D

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WARNING! Sexy demons ahead :P Yeah, I just had to... That is all. <

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Xavier's P.O.V.

"Thank you, Prince."

"No, thank you, " I smirked, watching unashamedly as the leggy blonde sashayed out of my room. Her shirt was hanging loosely from her fingers, far away from her chest, no doubt trying to tempt me for a repeat of last night, but I'd had better. Besides, if she hadn't noticed that I had forgotten her name last night, she definitely would today. I could spare myself that headache.

My door burst open with a resounding bang! My deadly glare pierced the intruder before realizing it was my best friend, Jace.

He raised an eyebrow at my entertainment from the night before. She flushed scarlet and scurried out of there quick. He turned his disbelieving gaze to me.

"Really?" he asked. My Do-you-know-who-I-am? look got him off of my case. I was prince, and I was entitled to do whatever (and whoever) I wanted with no objections from those below me, which was basically everyone except my parents. I suppose my nanny could give me a reasonable scolding since she'd practically raised me, but…nah, she knew her place now that I'd stopped needing her milk and constant looking after.

Jace gave up on trying to talk some of his morals about girls into me until he spotted my souvenir- her panties. "Really?" he repeated with a sterner tone. I shrugged nonchalantly, his exasperated groan a result of my indifference. "Do you even know what today is?"

"Should I?"

He ran his hand threw his blonde hair in obvious frustration, glaring at me. "Any minute now, we're going to-"

Even if he had continued, I wouldn't have heard him. As it was, he was in the same condition as I. We were both oblivious to our surroundings now that we had something much more important to focus on.

My mind buzzed with one word.

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