The Rise of the Alpha's Rejected Mate
alone, knees drawn to her chest, the Blood Moon Opal pulsing a crimson beat against her palm. Th
will. But in their alluring depths, she saw glimpses of the creature she fought, its eyes twin pools of darkness reflecting her own face. The fear that had coiled i
ous shadows, her eyes cold and predatory. Elias lay sprawled in her wake, fear etched on his face, his pleas drowned out by
d silver. She confessed her struggle, the whispers in the dark, the fear that gnawed at her resolv
d, his voice a rumble of comfort. "Remember, cont
etween her will and the shadows' dance. In the hushed library, bathed in the scent of aged parchment, Luna delved into forgotten kn
ractice dummies, her fear into cloaking darkness that masked her presence. It was a delicate dance, a constant tightrope walk between control and
uminating shelves laden with strange artifacts and ancient tomes. A scroll, its edges crumbled with age, caught her eye. As she unfurled it, faded symbols glowed, reveali
, each imbued with a sliver of its immense power. The Blood Moon Opal, it revealed, was one s
control the shadows or be consumed by them – suddenly felt terrifyingly real. The weight of responsibility settled heavily on her should
r growing understanding, her unwavering courage, and the unwavering support of those who believed in her. She would not be consu
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