The Secret Strength Of His Rejected Luna

Chapter 2

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n my heart. I stood frozen, watching

owing the lump in my throat

it was an

let out a cold, mocking laugh that

e with the triumphant gaze of a victor

ging into my palms keeping me grounded. "Rega

ould be

t loud, but it carried the undenia

e forced me into silence. Around us, the nurses quickly

words laced with implications, painting me as a je

't... Dorian, I don't want to accuse her, but the look in her ey

ugh our Mind-Link. "She's lyi

der than it had been out loud, a wall of iron

ainful howl, mourning the

n he finally looked at me, his eyes like

re," he said, each word a s

y, I am your mate. I am

nterrupted again, his t

e Alpha King, his words held a binding forc

t resist the command. I felt my dignity being stripped away

n's embrace. She gave me a tiny, al

st defense. I turned, each

f everyone's eyes on my b

ey would see the tears in my eyes.

as I walked out of the hospital doors. I

y street, the city's neon lights

house that was nominally our "hom

ated Mate like this? If this is desti

the sound of several cars bra

black Bentley. The window rolled down slow

ed, his voice flat a

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The Secret Strength Of His Rejected Luna

Moria Anninger Werewolf

“I am the Luna of the Nightfall Pack, bound to the Alpha King, Dorian, by the Moon Goddess. But for a whole year, my husband has never touched me. Everything shattered when his private jet landed, and he went straight to his mistress instead of coming home. In my frantic despair, I accidentally hit her with my car. At the hospital, Dorian walked right past me as if I were a ghost. He knelt beside his mistress with tender concern, then turned his glacial fury on me, publicly stripping away my dignity. "I, Dorian Carlisle, reject you, Kira Sterling, as my mate." The final blow came when his mistress smugly revealed the truth. I was just a naive placeholder. Dorian's heart belonged to a ghost, and I was merely a convenient consolation prize he despised. The agonizing realization that my sacred bond meant absolutely nothing drove me to swallow a handful of sleeping pills. I just wanted the nightmare to end. But when I woke up, Dorian was sitting by my bed, coldly handing me a formal Mate Bond Dissolution Agreement. Looking at his impassive face, the despair inside me suddenly burned into a bitter, angry fire. I grabbed the crisp white papers and tore them to shreds right in front of him. When his mother mind-linked us to demand our presence at a family dinner, I cheerfully accepted before he could refuse. If he wants to be free of me, I will become his cage.”