Shattered Bond: The Rejected Luna Shines Now

Chapter 7 A War of Skirts

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ique, a store named "Atelier Valerius." The silv

down for me. Just as I reached for the shimmer

words were for Harlan. "Harlan, I need a new g

e at me, speaking directly to the associ

able. "I'm sorry, Alpha. This

look he might give an unruly subordinate. "Seraphina. Give

d, as I stroked the cool silk

small space. "Don't make me repeat myself. Every cent you have co

pathetic, penniless Omega w

okay... it seems sister Sera really likes it. I don't need i

conversations, watching the drama unfold with keen intere

kicked out of the Pack. Ca

avorite is certain

ar, "every cent I spend is my own and has nothing to do with the P

t time, put it down!" he threatened. "Or I'l

d sales associate and pulled the sleek, black

s dress." I han

lling to pay double the price for exclusive rights to this design. I want to

he black card in my hand, a card he knew

trembling hands, her demeanor instantly shifting to one of profound reverence. "

ed Harlan, not giving

to hear, "The times have changed, Harlan. You n

, his pheromones flaring in a

f the store, leaving a st

That was amazing! Did you see his face? It looked like he was tryi

The first step of revenge..

oothe the "wronged" Cora, Harlan had bought out the

d money to measure everything, but he had no i

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Shattered Bond: The Rejected Luna Shines Now

Priorities Werewolf

“I was the Luna of the Blackwood Pack, married to my Alpha husband for four years. But four days ago, he threw a formal mate rejection document at me and brought my "wolfless" cousin home. When I reached out through our bond in agonizing pain, he severed the link. "Your weakness disgusts me." The psychic shock almost killed me, leaving me coughing up blood on the floor. But Harlan didn't care. While I was dying in the Pack hospital, he was busy setting up a special lab for my cousin, treating her like his fragile treasure. To force me to beg, he even froze my bank accounts, trying to leave me completely destitute. Everyone watched me become a discarded joke, a pathetic Omega kicked out of her own home. I didn't understand how my seven years of deep devotion could be met with such cruel humiliation. When I saw them together, his eyes held nothing but pure, unadulterated disgust, as if I were a filthy insect. So, I signed the rejection paper with my own blood and walked away. He thought he had crushed a helpless, penniless woman. He didn't know I had a secret trust fund with over a hundred million dollars and a top-tier biotech patent. This time, I'm taking back my life, and I will make him pay.”