The Rejected Luna's Spectacular Genius Comeback

Chapter 2

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nob was unnaturally lo

ld night air and the faint, sweet sc

feet. A flicker of surprise crossed his face, qu

ening his cufflinks. His tone was dismissive, l

n't a

nd held it out to him. It was the Pack's official Reject

and the smirk on his face froze.

to initiate The Rejection. Once you si

sed down on me-his Alpha aura, a power he used to command and intimidate.

is power was just a cold wind blowin

of disbelief crossed his eyes. It was

you from the beginning, Bird

ere meant t

eded a Luna while she was away," he continued, his voice bru

id, looking di

in. He had expected tears, accusati

id, pushing the document a little closer to him. "Sig

, searching for a crack in my composure, a hi

aze without

e papers and a pen from my hand. He scraw

back at me. The edge of the paper sliced acros

, Bird. You are nothing wi

y freedom. I folded it carefully and tuc

I said. And

n anything else. He grabbed my wrist, his

aning in close. His ice-blue eyes were burning with a fury I'd never

just looked up at his

nsidered that I'm not trying to get your atte

been burned. His face was a m

giving him another glance. I pi

lling across the hardwood

rding to the agreement, I am to receive a severance of fift

nicality. It was al

aid from behind me, his voice tight with

e door and

t with a deafening bang that se

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The Rejected Luna's Spectacular Genius Comeback

Cry Out Loud Werewolf

“I returned to a cold, empty mansion, my body still aching from the miscarriage I had just suffered alone. But the silence was broken by a delicate lace wrap on our couch. It belonged to Seraphina, my Alpha mate's childhood sweetheart. While I was in a hospital bed losing our pup, Archibald was bringing his true love into our home. A news alert flashed on my phone, showing him smiling tenderly at her at a luxury restaurant. When I handed him the official Rejection papers to sever our mate-bond, he didn't hesitate to sign. "I told you from the beginning, Bird. You were just a substitute," he sneered. Later, I overheard him telling his second-in-command that the child we just lost was nothing but an "unexpected nuisance." For three years, I had given up my Stanford research and my dignity, believing my total submission could earn his love. Hearing him dismiss our dead child so callously shattered the last illusion I had. My heart turned into a graveyard. To someone who doesn't love you, even your tragedy is just an inconvenience. I packed my worn clothes, took the fifty million dollar severance, and walked out of his life. I didn't cry or beg at his office doors like he arrogantly predicted. Instead, I took industrial shears to my priceless diamond wedding ring, snapped it in two, and walked into a rival tech firm to reclaim my genius.”