Amelia: The Alpha's Rejected Luna

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ght morning sun, filtering through the cracked window of my tiny bedroom, mocked me staring at a faded ceili

a day of celebration, but not for

my door, jolting me

cy's shrill voice pierced through the silen

ite daughter of Alpha Gregory and my stepmother, Clarissa. I, on the other hand, was not

d tied my long, auburn hair into a loose braid. The moment

sual," she sneered, flipping he

aze slicing through me. "Don't just

d, reaching for the tr

ched out and tripped me with her foot. They cras

rieked. "You can't eve

il the sting spread across my cheek. "You're a disgrace

I picked up the shattered pieces. This was my

s yet to be

occasion, I was strung up by my nerves. My wolf churned

der my breath, tugging on the hem of my dress a

st step forward, his imposing figure commanding attention.

into place like a chain around my heart. But Ethan's eyes, c

and his mate, Lucy, as our Luna," Gregory said,

es buckled, and the crowd erupted into applau

Ethan Blackwood, reject Amelia Miller as my m

oar of blood in my ears. My vision blurred, and th

t thing I saw before I turned and f

ight air doing little to soothe the firestorm inside

eli

Ethan standing there,

spat, my voice shakin

k," he said coldly. "There

g me?" I laughed bitterly, the sou

," he threatened, his ey

Perhaps it was the bond breaking, or maybe it was the realizatio

But don't think for a second