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The Alpha's Lost Heir: A Rejected Luna's Revenge

Chapter 7

Word Count: 682 | Released on: 12/12/2025

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a hollowed-out void where we co

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life, but the residual silver poison in her sy

ent from her, wiping her brow w

omewhere

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un a

light cast long, jagged shadows across his face,

wolves flanked him, their e

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ou hiding

between him and Elena, shielding her with my own tre

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!" I shouted, my

her! Her dignity, her titl

owled, his eyes drifting to the

to push

though I knew I had n

. It was a crue

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l. My head cracked against the rock, and granite

t. "You were alway

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silence of the cave, I felt a shift. The air

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ot in the room, b

it vibrated with

Elena's hand. It hit the s

g on the ground nea

, the blade stained black with the silver re

cking it up. "She poisoned

t. "Burn her, Mara. If she isn't a

t, the warriors t

Elena, wiping bloo

pered, my hands sha

he wa

host Root was interacting with the silver i

my hands on her chest. I channeled

was tur

tly. A gasp of air rattled throug

es fle

her usual war

Pure, glowing, in

ing like a beast three times her size. The

he White Wolf. It was fi

whispered

the dull glaze of unconscio

alive. B

to mo

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The Alpha's Lost Heir: A Rejected Luna's Revenge

Qijia Lady Werewolf

“I took a poisoned dagger for my husband, Alpha Jackson, destroying my womb and my health to save his life. I thought my sacrifice made our bond unbreakable. But three years later, when I miraculously fell pregnant, he didn't celebrate. Instead, he brought me a box of "expensive supplements" to help my condition. I opened a vial and smelled the acrid, metallic scent of Wolfsbane. He wasn't trying to heal me; he was ensuring I-and the baby he didn't know about-would never wake up. At the pack ceremony, he publicly humiliated me, pinning the Luna's brooch on his pregnant mistress, Candida. When I protested, he slapped me across the face in front of the entire pack, calling me a useless, barren burden. He wanted me dead so he could replace me. So, I gave him exactly what he wanted. With the help of a trusted healer, I staged my own death and vanished into the night. Years later, when I returned as the powerful White Wolf and the cherished mate of the Lycan King, Jackson fell to his knees in front of the world, weeping and begging for me to come home. I looked down at the man who destroyed me and smiled cold. "Get up, Jackson. You're embarrassing yourself." "I'm not your wife anymore; I'm the woman who survived you."”