Reborn Luna: Reject My Unwanted Alpha

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ed the morning silence

cousin, Ferne Ferguson, hitch up her pristine skirts and

ed across the hem of

erfectly still on the bank, watching the violent ripples spread. The searing sunlight tore through the

he suffocating smoke, the searing torment of being burned alive

s very moment, I was stripped of my rightful title as Luna and forced into the humiliating role of a secondary mate. What followed was a nightmare of end

as back at the beginning, standing at the precipice of m

de. She grabbed my arm with frantic ha

erne jumped! We

grip was firm and unyielding. Looking into her wide, loyal e

ority radiating from my touch, and

eep within my chest, my dormant Inner Wolf let out a low, m

ial dais. He shoved startled elders aside, paying

s limp body against his chest. He swam toward the shallows, cradling her as

ily in the mire. He marched directly past me, not sparing me a single glanc

orward, her fists trembling

the back of hers to anchor her. "Wait," I murmured

on the grass, frantically s

uted, his voice echoing over th

until my shadow fell across the girl

ing cleanly across the silent lawn, "you should su

nearly lost her life in that freezing water! Must you make such vicious remarks

edge of the pavilion and raised my voice. "Doctor Arthur Miller. Since you are

m the crowd. Sweat beaded along his hairline, and his eyes darted ne

ching out trembling fingers to

-sharp silver hairpin straight from Sadie's braided hair. I stepped in

y tone as sharp as winter frost. "Puncturing the fingertips with pure silver will trigger a severe survival response. The

he dirt. Every wolf in the pack knew the agonizing, burning torment of silver f

rne's eyelids fluttered violently. Her breathing hitched,

th, Bryce immediately lunged to his feet

at the silver from my hand. "You want to torture h

. With a swift, downward snap of my wrist, I drove the silver pi

r pin is the absolute best first-aid method to stimulate her bloodline an

e of aristocrats. Dozens of suspicious eyes dart

ed loudly. She let out a pitiful, exaggerated cough, spitting a mouthful of

covery, raising my chin as my voic

d on purpose, then she intentionally interrupted this ceremony. To deliberately sabotage a Mating Ceremony blessed by the Moon Goddess is

learing fell

from the elders' faces and replacing them with deep scowls. Bryce's face drained of color, his

al maid, Chloe Hicks, threw herself onto the ground, sobbing