Sallanoahs Kingdom Regina Iusta

His Discarded Luna, the Rival's Obsession

Lila

"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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Every single one of us holds our breath as our ship drifts closer and closer to the glowing planet.

Glorra Quin Lune lies before us, a brilliant, terrifying nightmare miracle. Its entire surface is engulfed in Neron, glowing vivid blue and white. Arcs of power jut from the surface of the planet to every one of its five moons, ensnaring them as well.

The amount of power trapped around that planet could obliterate this entire solar system if it blew.

Slowly, slowly, Deliverance drifts toward the planet.

My palms sweat as I look at the holoscreen and check the readings.

They’re high, but we aren’t in the danger zone yet.

“This is far closer than I was ever able to get,” my father says in a low voice as he, too, looks at the readings. “Back then, I couldn’t get closer than a league before my ship started shutting down.”

I nod, though I’m barely hearing him. My heart is thundering in my ears.

I never plan things well enough. I barrel in without thinking. I could have thought about this for two minutes before I dragged us all across the galaxy to a planet that is too dangerous, swarmed by too much power, to even approach.

But here we are.

“This is Valen Nero aboard the vessel Deliverance,” he says into his com. “If anyone is out there, if anyone can hear me, please respond.”

We all hold our breath as we listen, pausing for an entire two minutes.

No response comes through.

They’re dead, they’re dead, my brain screams at me. No one could survive that blast of power.

They called to you for help, my heart counters. You heard them. You saw yourself here in the future. There has to be a way this is possible.

Information flies across the holoscreen as our systems try to get a reading on the impossible system before us.

“What about that moon?” my father asks as he stares at the information with furrowed brows. He points at the smallest one. “Its reading as the least amount of Neron. What if we just try to get to one of the moons for now?”

The readings are going insane, trying to measure something that’s beyond any scale we ever conceived of.

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