Return Of The Rejected Luna Am The Lycan Queen

the one expectation everyone had placed upon it from the moment she wore a wedding ring? Elena had entered her marria

ecame another reminder that people were no longer interested in seeing Elena as a woman with dreams, k

her opportunity for relatives to ask the same question while pretending they were simply concerned. Friends who once laug

ded in her lap like a woman praying. She wasn't being punished. No one had ordered her here. She had chosen to wait, the

the gate, sheltered under the

lpha's wife,"

ere? It's be

g to lower his voice. "A Luna, kneeling in t

pers a long time ago. She had simply become something

osed and respected. Wolves used to bow their heads when she passed, not out of duty but respect. She remembered what it felt like to

. And somewhere in that silence, the

d a rhythm to them, the way pai

rst, warm bread, fresh fruit, the good tea, while Elena's cu

said to Damian, from

hone. "Is the western border

said good

" He still di

thing she'd said, and it took Elena a full three seconds to understand that the emerald pendant

ietly, when Damian finally pas

given me an heir, maybe you'd still care about things like that. Do you un

e was always full of despise and disdain, nothing like the man who claime

was less

hattered against the wall behind Elena, amber liquid running down the plaster. "Do you know what th

lers asked," Elena said. "Eve

p curled. "Maybe some wolves si

everything ended, hundreds of pack mem

d stood a hundred times before. Then he stepped forwar

he said, "to t

Elena's mind had even fini

oman who had rehearsed this moment. Damian lifted the Luna necklace, the one that had sat

eryone, in front of a thousand wolves who had once

jewelry box, gone. Even the wedding portrait that had hung above the fireplace for five

pillow should have bee

ce pa

the rain still falling outside the window, and f