Claimed by the Unwanted Luna's Second Alpha

Chapter 2

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I could feel their eyes on my back, a hundred tiny daggers of judgment. Keifer's gaze was the heaviest of

ed. I shut the door and turned the lock, the click echoing in the silence. My body felt like

ut my phone. I found Dr. Evans

n the second

Tell me the truth. No more 'it varies.'

he line. I could hear the rustle of papers,

a desperate edge to

test cell degradation analysis... the most aggressive

numb fingers. It landed

ptiness of my mind. A countdown.

nd silent. Not for the family downstairs, not for the husband who despised me. They wer

he hallway outside m

eath, listen

weight of someone standing just beyond

pressed my ear to the wood, straining

ustle of fabric. The whisper

e's d

. She must have followed me

eath hitched-just slightly-as if she had heard something that pleased her. And then, s

urned my bl

ht. Almost skipping. The whisper of he

downstairs, not clearly-the music and chatter from the party filtered up in a muffled blur.

eet and loud enough to carry: "I think she just wants to be alone righ

the party. I could picture it perfectly-the way she'd loop her arm through his, tilt her head just so

eath I hadn't realiz

p from the floor, my limbs stiff and cold. I walked to t

er face was pale, her eyes shadowed with a des

red in their depths. A spark. A tiny,

here. I would not spend it being their punching b

terrifying and liberatin

ve. And I was neve

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Claimed by the Unwanted Luna's Second Alpha

Leo Fairchild Werewolf

“I was the Luna of the Battle-Axe Pack, but to my husband and family, I was nothing more than a pathetic placeholder for my sister, Kallie. The day I was diagnosed with a rare, terminal condition that left me with only two months to live, I rushed to them seeking comfort. Instead, I was dragged to Kallie's birthday party, where my husband, Alpha Keifer, publicly humiliated me for being late. When Kallie deliberately spilled wine on her own dress and framed me, my parents looked at me with chilling disgust. Keifer didn't even ask for my side of the story. He unleashed his crushing Alpha aura on my failing body, slamming me against a wall just to protect her. As I lay there in agonizing pain, my own father accused me of being a monster. They didn't care that I could barely stand, let alone that I was dying. Looking at the people who were supposed to love me unconditionally, my heart turned to ash. For years, I had abandoned my brilliant research career and endured their toxic abuse just to fit into this family. Why did I ever think my quiet suffering would earn their love, when they only ever wanted to see me broken? With only sixty days left on my clock, I refused to die as their punching bag. I formally severed all ties with my family, initiated the mate rejection ritual, and walked out of the estate forever. I was going to spend my last days living for myself, and I would make sure they never got the chance to destroy me again.”