The Secret Strength Of His Rejected Luna

Chapter 6

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mell of cedar mixed with a fury so

ark gray eyes. We were so close I could feel the po

ut the soft sofa offered

e purred, his voice a

lifted my chin, meeting his gaze. "Very. Much

ingers tightened on my chin, his grip bruis

own away and put on display for anyone to see? A place wh

. He leaned in closer, his nose almost touching m

ressed down on me, but I

ing shame? It's you, Dorian Carlisle! You publicly defend some unknown woman and humi

pest insecurity. As Alpha King, his honor

n my chin loosened, but the stor

ent battle of wills. The air c

physical. But he just stared at me,

ightened up, creating a distance betw

air, my heart

pled collar, resuming his co

he said suddenly, the

r be able to run like she used to. You know what that means

able to run freely was lik

me with Cora's injury

when my emotions are out of con

thought that

suffering? She was lying in the hospital bed, but enjoying Dori

ink about Cora's sudden appearan

that happened tod

say?"I saw through him,

et his gaze, and even

when he met my gaze, he seemed momentarily taken a

ng with other men, someone is lying in a hospi

d walked tow

he said without looking

alone again. But this time, I fe

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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.”