The Secret Strength Of His Rejected Luna

Chapter 4

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his jaw tight. The pressure in the ca

ss washing over me. This was my mate, the man

etween us, more let

our position as Luna?" he finally sp

nd about this, but you're preventing me from doing so. However, don't forget that any expenses she

. "Kira, you have no i

betrayed me, betrayed our

est joke in the world. "Did we ever have a

ng me right where I was most vulnerable

ed. "It was you, Dorian! You pu

o trap a man who doesn't love you with this rejectio

Sterling Pack. It was a dir

y!" I shot back. "At least my family does

l-blown argument, each of us hurling

in front of Elysium, a high-end club

essed people coming and going, feeling dizzy an

ate to keep is really worth," he said, unbuckling

nd yanked my doo

g my balance just in time. He grabbed my wrist,

e, Dorian!"

entrance. The bouncers saw him and imme

ix of alcohol and perfume h

floor. All eyes turned to us, filled

it's the Alpha King!" "Who's the woman wi

. I felt like a prisoner bein

sinking into a deep abyss. The fight had

e along like a soulless puppet. Despair,

then violently shoved me away. I f

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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.”