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Unscentable Luna

Unscentable Luna

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Chapter 1 The Scentless Luna

Word Count: 1383    |    Released on: Today at 10:17

Summer

on Feast, my mate's first l

aint reddish streak lay at its center, one that co

ird time, when the doors to the party venue swung open. At that ve

She had on a thin white dress, and

mient. Sera had returned just three days earlier. According to the rumors, her wolf was weakenin

ed voices filled the e

s come

nt supposed to

o really has the

f all the werewolves gathered together in

he made his way straight to the entrance. In full view of the

rembling voice. "I believed my wolf had died

e bottle, I remained st

of my scent. Night after night, I slit my palm in the kitchen and dripped m

ressed his face. I had obtained it after spending an entire day and night on my knees, praying

beside Imogen, hurried over to

ghtly. "My mom doesn't smell like that. She a

d what the adults always said. "S

cked up those words from the grown-ups and was n

first transformation at around the age of sixteen. I ke

my hand and instructed me to drink one whole bottle every single morning, without skipping a day, until my twenty-

fang Pack. The pack members acknowledged me as their Luna only beca

ad been born seven minutes later than Tyler, and because

ded back toward the table. For the very first tim

e main house. Elena, prepare some of that soot

eeding his first love w

heard myse

.

hallway. She drew the pendant out from between her co

help me recover. That's why he gave it to me." Smiling,

il my nails sank into my palms, t

aiting for? Rhys just gave me his word that

pletely flat. "Rhys' sister adores you. His friends adore you. Both Rhys and

Moon Goddess were alway

next instant, tears began gathering in her eyes. "Elena, I've

ry instant her face changed, I realize

e?" Derek Jones, Rhys' childhood friend

tood Rhys, with a look that was as cold

by. And every single tim

t him. He seized my wrist and squeezed

e," he said, towering above

ained smile. "Alpha Rhys tried to break his own mate's wrist during the Full Moon Feast.

wrist. A dark purple ring of bruises ha

, "have you ever had any feeling

d without the slightest scent." He paused, and the faintest hint of a smile appeared in his eyes. That smile wasn't meant for me, th

ade my way back int

a crescent moon, positioned to the Alpha's left, belonged to the Luna. Sera was the

I lifted my hand and laid it again

m, clear voice, "reject you, Rhys Blackwood, Alpha of the Silver

y heart. It was as though someone had thrust a hand inside me and begun tearing

pillar for support, I ma

ken his place in the doorway. For a long, weighty moment

e to acc

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“My mate chose his first love. Even my son chose her. So, I stopped choosing them. After five years as Silverfang's Luna, I was still an outsider-a wolfless woman with no scent, honored only because Alpha Rhys had marked me. Then Sera returned, supposedly dying. At the banquet, she wore a moonstone drenched in my blood, and every wolf turned to her. Rhys buried his face in her neck. "I thought my wolf was dead. Turns out I just needed you." Every time she cried, he demanded I apologize. So I rejected him before the entire pack. That rainy night, I saved a stranger. He woke, breathed in my scent, and murmured, "You're my mate."”