I Reject You: The Broken Luna's Royal Destiny

Author: Superstition

Chapter 1

Word Count: 1120 | Released on: Today at 20:28

na's

our claim a

dominance meant to drive any Omega to her knees. My legs s

the sharp, clean smell of cedar that clung to him. It was the scent I had breath

tence. His handsome face was a mask of cold impatience, his tailored

Pack's Beta, a woman of no rank or mate-bond to her name-had somehow become the center of my husband's world. "The Mo

past would have been shattered by these words, her world crumbling. But the woman standing here now onl

ority. "I know this is unfair to you. But as an Alpha, I have a duty to protect my Pack, and the p

l blow. "You can still remain in the Pack as my sec

handsome, powerful, and profoundly selfish. His brown eyes held no guilt, only a fanat

nt scar on my right index finger, a relic from my work restoring ancient artifacts.

was soft, but it cut

across his face. "What did you say?" His voice turned to ice,

ct should have bowed me, but I had no inner wolf to obey, and that hollo

aid, no. I will not voluntarily renounce my c

it hardened into raw fury. "Alanna Cruz! Don't be a fool! You're a wolfless Omega

flaw" as an Omega, the reason he had always looked down on

eld. It insulated me from his emotional manipul

usand times ready on my tongue. "I won't 'voluntarily

The anger on his face sol

, my voice as calm as if I were reciting a recipe. "'I, Alanna Cruz, reject you, Brannon Hoffman, as my mate

u know what that means? The severing of the bond! The pain will

rannon had simply cast me aside, letting me wither away in isolation witho

uching my lips for the first time since my rebir

w, as if seeing a stra

full moon, ten days from now, in fron

til that ceremony is complete, Elenore Gay is not to set foot in this ma

legitimize his relationship with Elenore, he had to

me, his eyes burning holes into my soul. He thought he held all the cards, but he didn't kn

could feel the war inside him-the fury, the

rds through his teeth. "Are y

" I replied with a slight nod, my qu

jumped, rolling off the edge. He flinched back from it-a small, instinctive recoil, the wa

red, rising to his full, intimidating heig

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I Reject You: The Broken Luna's Royal Destiny

Superstition Werewolf

“I was the fated mate of Brannon Hoffman, the powerful Alpha heir, devoting five years of my life to him. But he coldly demanded I voluntarily renounce my claim, insisting his lover, Elenore, was dying of Moon Sickness and needed his bond to survive. In my past life, I was completely shattered. Elenore put on a sickening show of pity, while Brannon threw me away without even a formal rejection ritual, sparing himself the pain of the bond snapping. He trapped me with Pack Law-a loophole only the elders could unlock-so I could never leave, never be free, never stop being the "pending" nothing he'd made me. Worst of all, he used his Alpha command to drag away my dying grandmother's only doctor, all to treat Elenore's faked, blood-stained cough. They left my grandmother to die in agony, then paraded their "true love" at a high-society charity gala. I died in dark isolation, my heart broken and my family utterly destroyed. Opening my eyes again, I was back in Brannon's study, breathing in the scent of cedar right as he asked me to step down. This time, I didn't weep. I didn't beg. I named my own terms. "I won't voluntarily renounce you." I looked at his arrogant face and smiled coldly. "I will formally reject you-on the full moon, before every elder and every wolf in the Pack." But I knew his games wouldn't end there. So I walked into the palace of the crown itself, seeking a power he could never command. And there, the crippled, "short-lived" Prince Gideon-the man the whole kingdom had written off as a ghost-looked at me and offered a way out no one saw coming. A royal mate bond. A prince's protection. A throne's shadow. I accepted his hand. Because this time, I'm not running from the game. I'm the one setting the rules.”