The Rejected Luna: Rise of the White Wolf Queen

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Festival" was less a celebration a

Tables creaked under the weight of gluttonous feasts. Music pulsed through the ground,

a robes, looking every bit the king he believed himself to be. He had his a

gainst the shell of my ear

tha had pressed upon me burned against my skin, hidden beneath my dress. It was a heavy

vet box. "A gift for my Luna," he announced,

audy, centered with a massive red ruby th

hing Ava would wear. He didn't even know my

pha," I said,

crowd, strangling the conversa

ds the edge of

ack colors. She was wearing a flowing white gown that hugged he

ike a bride.

g the sea of pack members who gasped in

clear and ringing in the s

t was as if the air had been sucked out o

humiliation. I felt naked, stripped of my digni

from me, moving instinctively towards her like a mot

She placed a hand on her belly. "I am carrying the Alpha's

at me. "-stands there wearing

orward, conflict warring in his e

at me with pure venom. "And take that off.

s clawing for the ruby neck

away. "Don't touc

he slap echoed

th a dramatic flair. "Liam! S

yes were black-his wolf was surfacing

e roared, using t

es buckled instantly. I couldn't control my muscles; my own body betr

elbow struck a protruding nail, tearing the skin. B

miliatio

t me. He was holding Ava, checking

whispered to her,

s shoulder. She reached up and unclasped a simple silver chain from her neck-*m

ng from me. She had

g on his face. He offered me a hand, but his grip was

I whis

s clawing at the mental barriers, fueled by the sheer ind

arm was throbbing, but

k was m

ha just Comm

e the mi

nd is b

y from the crowd, shielding her body with

d sprig of Moon Grass-the first gift Liam ever

the brittle stems snap, turning

elbow. I looked at the crowd. I didn't

up at the

Inner Wolf snarled. *I