Return Of The Rejected Luna

Return Of The Rejected Luna

Karl Mario

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BLURB Have you ever seen a Luna who doesn't have a wolf? This was Hazel's case. She was confused at the news. At first, she thought that the moon goddess was playing tricks with her, that she was going to have a wolf but this was not the case. No one was ever going to be mated to one who did not have a wolf because such a person was weaker than a human being. Although she doesn't have a wolf, she had a betrothed who was an Alpha wolf, which gained her the qualification to be Luna. She was disrespected and mocked wherever she entered, but she strengthened her resolve and ruled the pack because she was in love with Damon - the Alpha prince Her resolve seemed to be weakened when Damon rejected her in front of the pack during a mating ceremony and mated her best friend. She left the palace in tears and closed her heart to love until the arrival of an Alpha King - Kai. Would she allow the love to blossom or would the love between them lead to their separation??

Chapter 1 The beginning

4 pm, a cold afternoon

Hazel came back to hear the bickering of her parents

"When will it end?" She thought to herself

Ever since she knew how to pronounce her name, she realized that their marriage was a loveless one.

She sighed, she had no say in the marriage, she had tried several attempts to bring her family back together but it was looking like her efforts were not producing fruitful results.

"Why do I have to end up with a beta like you, I knew countless times the Alpha wolves pleaded with me to get married to them, but I rejected their proposal because I was waiting for my mate" Her mother started

Hazel rolled her eyes as she stood by the door, her amber eyes watching the scenario playing out in front of her

"If I had known that the moon goddess would bless me with a useless beta like you, I would have long married the Alpha wolf" She ended

The one who she was speaking to lacked words to say.

Hazel had known a long time ago that her mother was one who nags a lot and her father was the gentle type.

From all angles, they were compatible, the scenario playing in front of her showed her that the marriage would be of two types- Arranged or force

"How do I go to my room without being noticed?" She thought to herself as she was too lazy to argue with her mother.

The drama was still going on, and she was beginning to lose interest in it, she had found an escape route that led to her room, and she was climbing the staircase when her mother's eyes sighted her.

"Where are you coming from young lady?" Her mother asked her a question stopping her in her tracks

"Where would I come from apart from the outskirts of the town?" She answered the question in her mind, she was afraid to answer her mother on the basis that she did not know what her mother's reaction would be.

"Sophia let the poor girl go," Her father said.

She was relieved by the statement that her father made, she looked at her mother and realized that her mother had kept mute

Hazel took it as a tactic agreement and she ascended the staircase.

"You do not dictate to me what I should do and what I should not do in this house," Sophia said

"You're full of troubles, where is the innocent young wolf?? I agreed to be your mate because of the innocent look or were you pretending??" A deep male voice filled with immense wisdom said.

Sophia rolled her eyes at the statement, Hazel stood at the top of the staircase as tears ran down her cheeks.

Her father was the commander-in-chief of the werewolf army while her mother had a special place in the royal home.

They held high status in the pack which made her to be the envy of all ranks, she sighed to herself.

After her father had rescued her with the words he had said, he restrained himself from talking. The little act of his did not pacify Sophia as she kept on ranting.

Her eyes locked with Hazel's eyes as she said

"Your rank will be announced during the moon ceremony, do not let me down"

Hazel kept mute as she had already known the answer to whatever Sophia was saying.

"Don't mind the words she speaks, rank or no rank, you'll always be my daughter" Her father said.

A bitter smile crept up her cheeks as she entered the room

"What do I do to salvage the situation?" She pondered to herself as she lay down on the big blue bed.

Everything in her life looked like a dream, she wished that it was a dream, she hoped it was a dream, but it was the harsh reality.

The moon ceremony was several weeks away, wolves of different ranks had already begun to make preparations for that day, all except one.

At first, she saw no reason to attend the moon ceremony, her house was on fire and she was afraid of the outcome, she did not wish to be embarrassed at such a huge gathering in the presence of all ranks of wolves.

"What do I do?" She pondered to herself as she was getting confused and frustrated about the whole issue.

Different thoughts ran through her mind, only the moon goddess knew what she was thinking.

She was a book lover no doubt, she had spent half of her years collecting books of every sort and every kind.

"If every story has a happy ending, I wish that mine should have a happy ending" This thought had been on her mind for quite some time

She took a deep breath and opened the book, she was about to read the first page when she heard a knock on the door.

She stood up from wherever she sat on and headed to the door, opened the door and she found out that it was her father by the door.

Hazel was shocked at the current situation because this was the first time in a long while that her father had visited her although they lived under the same roof.

"May I come in?" Her father asked.

She nodded to her father and allowed him to gain entrance to the room.

Her father entered the room and sat on the bed while Hazel sat down on the stool which was quite a distance from where her father sat.

Her father sighed but there was nothing he could do as he needed to speak with her

"Have you discovered your wolf yet?" He began with a question.

Hazel was shocked at the question thrown at her, she did not know how to answer the question.

There was silence in the room, she looked at her father's eyes and realized that there was a little bit of tenderness in those cold eyes of his.

She did not answer him as she was afraid of his reaction. The answer lay deep in her heart waiting for a time to be unraveled.

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