The Rejected Luna's Vow Of Spite

Author: Tango

Chapter 1

Word Count: 771 | Released on: Today at 10:15

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ss, and the light it cast was soft, yet as cold as a tombstone. I knew the words. As an Alpha's daughter, I'd

c, finally broke the suffocating silence. His voice was a low, sorrowful

nt it was like the last breath of a

voice, when it came out, was eerily

was almost harder to bear than the diagnosis itself. "A rejected Mating Bond

ooden desk. "It's a slow process, but it is irrev

The words seemed to burn into m

ter night. His voice, a deep, resonant baritone that should have been my comfort, was instead

gony that felt like my bones were splintering. I gasped,

ot break.

reath, I forced

his concern palpable. "I can gi

ut firm. "Thank you, Elias. Bu

ingrained command of an Alph

ather, Alph

, the words tasting like ash. "He cannot be distracted. My pack... the

duty was always the stability of the pack. M

dly scroll. My hand was steady now,

see the plea in mine. "Promi

his shoulders slumped in a heavy sigh of

and walked toward the door. Eac

die?* Lyra's voice was a wh

silently. *But we are

e, rich with the scent of pine and damp earth. It was the scent of my power

ad, I followed a narrow path behind the c

my reflection a pale, haunt

om the small pocket of my dress. I touched th

ancient words curled into black ash. The

d and let the ashes drift into the flowing water. They

f my strength. My legs gave out, a

ndiluted despair washed over me, and I curled into a tig

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The Rejected Luna's Vow Of Spite

Tango Werewolf

“As an Alpha's daughter, I was meant to be a proud Luna. Instead, the Moon Goddess bound me to Alpha Ryker Blackwood. But he ruthlessly rejected our Mating Bond for his chosen lover, Seraphina. His rejection didn't just break my heart; it sentenced me to the Withering Curse. A rejected mate's wolf dies first, followed slowly by their own life force. Yet, Ryker wouldn't even let me die in peace. When Seraphina was poisoned by silver, he dragged me into the medical wing and forced a needle into my arm. He drained my blood, using the lingering power of our fading bond to heal the woman who took my place. As my wolf whimpered and faded into absolute nothingness, I collapsed, coughing up black blood on the cold tile floor. He looked at my dying, trembling body not with pity, but with pure disgust. "You are nothing but a walking blood bag for Seraphina. When you are no longer useful, I will throw you out like trash." I finally understood. To him, I wasn't a mate or even a person. My agonizing death was just a minor inconvenience to his perfect love story. My home pack was secretly under attack, my life was draining away, and I was utterly alone. But a childhood friend revealed a forgotten secret: a mutual rejection severs the bond completely and stops the curse. I wiped the black blood from my mouth. I refuse to wither away for a man who treats me like garbage. I will speak the words of rejection, take back my life, and make him pay.”