I Reject You: The Broken Luna's Royal Destiny

na's

our claim a

dominance meant to drive any Omega to her knees. My legs s

the sharp, clean smell of cedar that clung to him. It was the scent I had breath

tence. His handsome face was a mask of cold impatience, his tailored

Pack's Beta, a woman of no rank or mate-bond to her name-had somehow become the center of my husband's world. "The Mo

past would have been shattered by these words, her world crumbling. But the woman standing here now onl

ority. "I know this is unfair to you. But as an Alpha, I have a duty to protect my Pack, and the p

l blow. "You can still remain in the Pack as my sec

handsome, powerful, and profoundly selfish. His brown eyes held no guilt, only a fanat

nt scar on my right index finger, a relic from my work restoring ancient artifacts.

was soft, but it cut

across his face. "What did you say?" His voice turned to ice,

ct should have bowed me, but I had no inner wolf to obey, and that hollo

aid, no. I will not voluntarily renounce my c

it hardened into raw fury. "Alanna Cruz! Don't be a fool! You're a wolfless Omega

flaw" as an Omega, the reason he had always looked down on

eld. It insulated me from his emotional manipul

usand times ready on my tongue. "I won't 'voluntarily

The anger on his face sol

, my voice as calm as if I were reciting a recipe. "'I, Alanna Cruz, reject you, Brannon Hoffman, as my mate

u know what that means? The severing of the bond! The pain will

rannon had simply cast me aside, letting me wither away in isolation witho

uching my lips for the first time since my rebir

w, as if seeing a stra

full moon, ten days from now, in fron

til that ceremony is complete, Elenore Gay is not to set foot in this ma

legitimize his relationship with Elenore, he had to

me, his eyes burning holes into my soul. He thought he held all the cards, but he didn't kn

could feel the war inside him-the fury, the

rds through his teeth. "Are y

" I replied with a slight nod, my qu

jumped, rolling off the edge. He flinched back from it-a small, instinctive recoil, the wa

red, rising to his full, intimidating heig