The Alpha's Rejected Luna: Carrying His Enemy's Child

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he earthy scents of the pack. A tired-looking doctor stitched the gash on my fo

n from the 'PackNet,' the secret news network for

ha After Rogue Tryst Revealed. Sources

r. They had twisted my act of liberation into a co

sharp cheekbones and cold, blue eyes stormed in. It was his mother, Elara, the pack's formidable female elder. I rec

could react. The force of the blow snappe

u have brought nothing but shame to my son and this pack. You dare to carr

d with the chilling efficiency of wolves among sheep, a low growl and a flash of their eyes enough to para

er deep beneath the Alpha's house. The walls were not bare s

h and unravels our healing abilities. The air itself felt corrosive, making it hard to breathe. They forced me t

n. Her thoughts were a torrent of rage. "I have the Ome

ughts, to tell Kaelen the truth. "Kae

r me, his thoughts distracted and frayed as he dealt with the fallout of the party. "Just be

the public scene. He had no idea. He did

urned my knees, my hands, anywhere my skin touched the floor. The heat in the roo

was a pain far worse than the silver. I looked down. A dar

oo

nd swallowed by the stone

, my fists raw. "Help! Please, help

ike ice. "A Rogue's bastard is better of

ence. She

he floor, the silver searing my skin as I bled, the life I had fought so hard to protect slipping away. I cried until my throat was

brought me here. Elias, the Healer, stood over me, his face a mask of grim re

A hollowness where that tiny flicke

sper touched my mi

ed so harshly. You've bee

y child who had been disciplined. He had no idea what his

d for him, slid down my cheek. The love was gone.

ushing emptiness, something n

of my ancient bloodline. I opened my mouth and let out a sound

as a

Bloodmoon territory. It was the哀嚎, the sacred call of a White Wolf in mortal dis

ily. A call for my clan.