The rise of the rejected luna

ky

smirk that carried the weight of fury, betra

ruthless, br

at could burn kingd

e pack and shattered our bond like it meant nothing... this fire was lit

hey all remember. That girl died th

a cowardly boy-than to aim stra

emaon B

power of

ear with a glance and

e David stutter. The only o

he just declared it

y spirit blazing. I moved with purp

l regr

doubt he ever spoke will come back to h

s reck

t vengeance starts

ma

he mirror, a new

ars. No mo

e should have feared. If I was going to face Alpha Demaon, the man who ruled this pack with

ilent training, through blood, sweat, and pain no one ever saw. The sleeveless top revealed the toned arms I had

peeked out-an old battle

see. Le

, just raw, unfiltered power in my eyes. I was no porcelain doll

sn't strong eno

hat his fat

t walk into that hall

arrior. A challenge.

s to look down on me...

en, and silence fell like a sh

head t

pers

tside seemed to

n-I ste

t rush. I let them see me. The warriors I'd once trained beside? Their eyes widene

ak, weeping gir

orm they nev

ined, unapologetic-moved like that of a fighter, no l

here

a De

rp-eyed and unreadable. His presence was like a wolf a

anded on me... they

lin

ough the crowd. I didn'

gaze. Head

rough his eyes-a flicker of in

o

tiffened. His smile faded. Lily's hand gripped his ti

ter. The stag

low the steps of

tened m

smir

I said, my voice slicing through the si

aon arche

d pa

s dug into

d like fire wr

s going to brin

by seducin

raining ground. The air was thick with sweat and steel-war

moment I

ergy s

lanced, unimpressed. A

n't that the r

y faint after t

ly I could hear the pressure in my skull.

ounting

ames, David's closest friend. The smug bastard leaned against a post, arms f

post. "You here to cry on the training m

n't b

ard, shoulders bac

ing partner," I said coo

rin widened, and something flickered

, cracking it with

?" he asked, stepping int

tighter, fire burni

I said. "Let's see

at, the wolves s

d had just declared wa

ying with his prey, but he had no id

weetheart?" he teased, bouncing on his

ce, eyes locked on his every movement, read

e lunged for

Clean.

cked, twisted, and landed a blow to his ribs-solid and del

irk fa

n't beginner's lu

abs-fast, sharp, and ruthless. He blocked two, missed the third. My el

right.

w. No more games. No more jokes. He moved with speed

r was thick with adrenaline. I

tried to

st

ht to flip him over my shoulder. He hit the mat

. Sil

I stood over him, chest rising and

cause he needed help, but bec

sn't

n't b

rejected-I was the warri

ff of breath, eyes flickerin

ect.

even

th every warrior who doubted me. Includin

out a word-head high, spine str

rred in

lk. Soon, th

e was

is was onl

the air felt charged-buzzing with whi

s were loc

nd, elevated seat. Clad in black, eyes sharp as blades, he watched me wit

seen ev

d see

e alone felt like a royal stamp of acknowledgment.

s mouth slightly agape, as if he c

, his ego

be his Luna, had just dominated his best friend in the ring-an

ak eye conta

him

im fe

is nostrils flared.

, and deliberate. The same one he had given me the d

was m

Beta, never taking his eyes off me. His expressio

David thought he had mapped out

hem w

hem w

as done pla

tic and intense ver

-

of a sudden-t

urmur

on rose to

n his presence. The clap of his hands echoed through the tr

to him. Even the w

ed. His steps were heavy with authority, and when he reached me, he stopped ju

rker than amusement. His lips curled into a small smile, one that

, Alpha," I replied, voice

e, but in assessment, as if measuring a weapon,

whispers returne

you se

girl-first David,

he Alpha now. How d

like snakes around

didn't

dn't

them

ke on their

back straight, m

he girl who begged

they thought t

ugh every spar, every strike, every breathless hour under t

gaze lingering from the shadows, unreadable. Occasionally, his han

't say

offer

t sto

he s

at was

dent-but because I wanted to. I wanted to fe

I heard Da

g. Disg

ed. "Does she really think you're

. A dea

voice cut through th

y do yo

hoke on his own spit, the arr

it-I stepped i

cked against

ow. Dangerous

oesn't care, you talk about

ale. Demaon didn't

his chair, one brow rai

g away like a queen

y drowning i

a watching