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From A Rejected Omega To A Blessed Luna

Chapter 4 His eyes on her

Word Count: 1079    |    Released on: 01/07/2025

ls of the Nightshade Packhouse, swaying gently in the crisp morning breeze. The courtyard, normally quiet save for the occa

King was

hood drawn up over her curls. The robe the council had given her was stiff and formal pale gray with a white sash signi

t deny the weig

center of the court, where Alpha Cillian and his betas waited. The rest of the pack, elders, ranked wolves, and eve

summons burning a hole in her memory, she didn't believe for a second that she w

ached in a way sh

y. It crackled, thick and electric, pres

, a relic from childhood prayers she no longer whispered and tried

Kaelen of H

king the ground like thunder. His cloak billowed behind him, dark as the night

th caught in

s...

an the

ortraits hung i

swallowed the

st every wolf's instincts, demanding submission. Even the strongest warriors

aze began to s

strange pull, deep in her chest, like a

om stone and shadow. His jaw was strong, his mouth unsmiling. He lo

he sa

eyes l

ng. A second

orld stop

got how t

a warm wind cutting through winter. Her knees wea

ir

howled, never clawed at her skin, never surged to the surface l

.. it wa

watc

ched her chest, heart hammering as a soft

at

o, no

acking into the stone pillar,

e happening. It

e slowed. His hand tightened on the reins. His

imagin

ne else

ind r

t the mate bond with her, a rejected omega who ha

at echoed across the courtyard. The warriors standing guard stepped aside as he a

d. "My King. Welco

ly. "Where is the

head t

a fr

nce was

cally unsure. He turned, searching the crowd. "She w

er," Kae

rate, each movement carrying the w

felt glued

widening, murmurs beginning to s

three paces i

whether to kneel or run. Her body

artle her, and reached out to touch her

met hers, something

olf h

into place like a

en heat flooded her chest. Her knees buckled,

dn't change, but his v

one,"

. Meant to

one is

ourt

her. Every whisper i

ossi

s an

't even ha

ejected...

d on her like stones-shock, disbelief, some even disgust. The

knew wh

e pressed her back to the stone column, trying to find her footing, trying to make sense of what had just happ

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