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His Unwanted Luna's Defiant Rise to Power

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 686    |    Released on: Today at 17:38

in hall groaned in protest, but before Zosia could even rush to answer the disturbance, a furious, imposing figu

slightly disheveled, his military tunic unbuttoned at the collar, and he reeked of cheap wine and the distinct, wild scent of a rogue female. "Since you refuse to appreciate my leniency and insist on humi

outing, though her heart hardened into a block of ice. The core of Doyle's desperate desire to tame her tonigh

ure her for information regarding the remaining rebel dens. But Jessenia proved to be fiercely resilient, spitting blood in his face and refusing to yield to his Alpha commands. Her wild, unbrok

aced blade had severely injured his lower abdomen, severing his wolf core and rendering him permanently crippled, incapable of ever shifting, living as a normal male, or siring pups. When Elena, consumed b

ht Star resting on her desk. "Have you forgotten that five years ago, it was your brilliant military strategy that lured him into the silver-laced canyons of the Nort

d you really think your feminine charm was so great that the God of Slaughter sent you a flower out of love? He

er blue eyes were as sharp as freshly honed blades. "You seem remarkably

"You are deliberately trying to provoke me by associating with my greatest rival! But it won't work. I am telling you now, Jess

ought you could use Alexander to make me jealous? To make me beg? You overp

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His Unwanted Luna's Defiant Rise to Power
His Unwanted Luna's Defiant Rise to Power
“At the royal Flower Bestowal, my betrothed, Duke Doyle, publicly humiliated me. Instead of offering the sacred rose symbolizing our union, he handed me a cheap red bloom, while his mistress Jessenia smirked in the crowd. When I refused to accept the insult, he broke into my estate that night. "You will personally petition the King to make Jessenia my Consort-Companion, or I will see your house utterly destroyed." He wanted me to live under the same roof with the woman who had permanently crippled my brother. Before I could react, Jessenia burst in wielding a jeweled dagger, screaming that I had framed her for my brother's accident. She lunged at me with the blade. Yet Doyle, the kingdom's beloved hero, just blocked my escape. "Elena, just give her the evidence, and we can pretend this never happened." He was willing to let his mistress kill me, using my family's declining status to force my submission. I stared at the man I had been tied to for nine years, feeling a chilling clarity wash over me. Why should I endure this madness for a man who grinds my family's honor into the dirt? I didn't argue, nor did I beg for his mercy. Instead, I calmly walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a hidden wooden box. It was sealed with the King's fiery red wax. Since he wanted to play with fire, I would gladly burn his entire future to the ground.”