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Rejected biker luna

Rejected biker luna

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Chapter 1 The arrival

Word Count: 1124    |    Released on: 30/12/2025

a's

last night, rough and demanding, the way he always does when he needs to remind himself that I'm still his. He'd call

king about it, but the sor

ad been one endless storm. Three years of cold nights and dista

d gone still the moment he walked in. His scent rolled through the ro

houlders, veins tracing down his muscled arms, his dark h

e?" he asked, ey

, my voice sma

are

ga. And the gy

ghtly. "You're not up to my sta

first time my

ot by heart. I worked hard, served the pack, trained the warriors, handled their disputes,

ed every one of his Alpha responsib

d me from my thoughts. Damon groane

ed into the phone, hi

ou're joking," he said, and for the first time in

sm

im smile since the day we got marri

?" I asked sof

ing his black shirt. "Nothing you n

e him smile like that, maybe it was something I c

d the living

ogether. Her hair was golden, her dress clung to her curves, and her lips

Damon br

name before, quiet gossip among the pack, the woman Damon once

ht in front of him, smil

her voice smooth as silk. "I should

rt cle

against his beard like she'd done it a th

d again, this time lo

th disbelief. I had to look awa

the first time, she seemed to notice I

he asked, her tone

itated. "

n, my voice sha

into a slow smile. "Luna?" she repeated, like th

r inside me. Let m

en us, his tone fir

er, Damon? That she was just a repl

his time, his Alpha v

at followed wa

hest heaving. "A repl

t me, then

hesitation, was all

glass shattering in my chest. I swallowed hard,

ound and walked out. Damon didn't

shut behind me, my k

e sting of betrayal deeper than any wound. The bond between us stil

y feet took me where I alw

I entered. It was my space. My escape. The place I buil

breath. My hands trembled. I'd taken enough from Damon, but this... t

lize when the tea

g. Maybe it was time to remember wh

, lost in thought. The w

, but this time not from his touch, from

s the room. My reflection stared back,

," I wh

tly. We've been say

y. "But this ti

ottle, my phone buzzed. It was a

d before o

essag

er than him. Soon

t pounded. Who w

nother message came in,

red of being a

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