Once The Forsaken Luna, Now His Eternal Obsession
To save him, I sacrificed my wolf, endured the agony of silver poison, and spent three years trapped in a hollow marriage, living in quiet hardship.
On a stormy night, I lost our child, while he blamed me for ruining the mood at his beloved's banquet. When I asked to sever our bond, he dismissed me and had me locked away, convinced I would never give up my place as Luna.
What he never realized was that I only had months left to live. I forced the bond apart and vanished without a trace.
Only later did he learn the truth, searching every pack in madness for a love I had already buried. "Selena, come back! I'll give you my life."
In the embrace of another Alpha, I smiled. "My love for you has perished with my wolf long ago."
Chapters
Share
Chapter 2
Selena's POV:
By the next afternoon, I sat on the living room couch, holding the Rejection I had prepared long ago.
I had cleaned myself up and changed into a white set of clothes, yet the scent of blood still lingered on me.
Outside, the sound of a car broke the silence.
It was Kael's Bugatti Veyron.
He had returned.
The door unlocked, and Kael stepped inside.
He still wore the same black suit from yesterday. His tie hung loose around his neck, and stubble had formed along his jaw. Fatigue showed clearly on him.
As he entered, another scent came with him.
It was Aria's pheromones.
The moment Kael entered, his expression shifted. His brows tightened, and he lifted a hand to cover his nose, disgust showing clearly as he looked at me.
"What is that smell? The blood is so strong. Selena, what kind of witchcraft are you using in this house again?"
He had always believed I turned to dark magic just to win his heart.
I didn't respond. I only watched him.
Before this, I would have stood up right away, taken his coat, and spoken to him carefully.
Today, however, I remained where I was.
My silence only made Kael's temper rise. He walked straight toward me, and his Alpha pressure came down heavily. "Aria was hospitalized last night. She almost died. I don't have the patience to deal with your tricks right now."
"Kael, our baby is gone. It happened last night, while you were celebrating Aria," I said, my voice steady at last.
Kael's steps stopped. For a brief moment, he said nothing. Then a cold laugh left him, like he had just heard something absurd.
"Our baby?" He stood in front of me, looking down. "Selena, you've really outdone yourself this time. You want me to get rid of Aria so badly that you'd make up something like this?"
"I didn't make it up." I lifted my hand and pointed toward the garden. "It's buried in there. If you don't believe me, go see it yourself."
"Enough!" Kael snapped.
His hand shot forward and caught my chin, forcing my head up. The grip tightened, and pain spread through my jaw.
"Stop this act! It's disgusting. Yesterday, you called me and said nothing on the phone, and now you're bringing up a child? How long are you planning to keep this going? Aria drank the wrong wine and ended up in the hospital, so I stayed with her last night. Are you really this jealous?"
I looked at him. At that moment, I felt drained. Explaining anything felt pointless.
I pushed his hand away and shoved the document on the table toward him.
"Believe whatever you want," I said. "Just sign it. Once you do, you're free."
Kael's eyes narrowed as he looked down at the table.
When he saw the title, he let out a short laugh. "The Rejection?"
He walked over, picked it up, skimmed through it, then tossed it back down.
"Selena, you've become ridiculous," he said, looking at me. "Last time, you pretended to be sick, and now, you're threatening to end things? Do you think I'd believe that? You worked so hard to become Luna, and now you're just going to walk away? What's wrong, nothing to say now?"
Kael stepped closer, his expression turning cold. "Three years ago, I was injured and unconscious. You used that chance to secure your position and got my grandfather to tie us together with that blood bond. Do you even know why I accepted it, even though I couldn't stand you?"
His fingers tightened under my chin as he forced my face up. "Because I wanted you to understand what greed costs. You wanted the Luna title? Fine. I gave it to you. Stay there and watch who I actually choose."
I kept looking at him. My hands pressed into the couch until they hurt.
So that was all it meant to him. Three years together, nothing more than punishment.
"Did you forget what happened back then? If Aria hadn't stepped in to clear the poison, I'd be dead. She paid for it with her own health and had to leave to recover. Even then, she told me to accept you for the sake of the future. She endured all of that. She's the one who gave everything. And you? You took advantage of the situation and refused to let go of the Luna position she gave up so much for."
My body shook. My nails cut into my palms.
The one who gave everything wasn't her. It was me. I was the one who took the poison. I was the one who endured it. I was the one who lost my wolf.
"It wasn't her!" I shouted. "I was the one who saved you back then. It was me. I was the one—"
"Enough!" Kael's voice crashed down. The Alpha command hit me without warning.
My throat tightened, and my voice disappeared. My mouth closed on its own, and no sound came out no matter how hard I tried.
Fear filled me as I looked at him. He took away my voice just to protect that fraud.
"Selena, what do you take me for? Do you think you can walk in and out whenever you want?"
You may also like
7.7
Not only was I drugged, blinded and assaulted. I was deceived into carrying a baby by a stranger I never knew. Then he appeared and took my child away.
I was sent to a militia by the father of my child. I thought I was rescued but I was recruited to be a weapon for killing. Who was manipulating me, I didn't know. The answers were far from what I knew.
Forced to blend into the world that I could never believe I would be to, a place where brutality reigned, kill or be killed was the only language. I have survived but he has to pay for everything he did to me, because I believed every phase of my life was set by him and him alone. Have I really survived?
Who would have thought, he existed twice in the same world? Do I really know who I should take revenge on? Him or the person I would sacrifice everything for?
Was my mother the one who orchestrated everything? What kind of pawn am I?
7.9
Allyson was the most hated actress in Hollywood, forced to wear a cheap, tearing gown after America's sweetheart, Joanne, stole her S-tier role.
During a red carpet disaster, Allyson tripped and fell—straight into the arms of the untouchable megastar, Byron Estes.
The internet exploded, accusing Allyson of faking the fall to seduce him. Drowning in bad press and desperate to pay her agency's termination fee, she signed a reality TV contract. She was forced to play the desperate, clingy villain, acting as a pathetic stepping stone for Joanne and Byron's highly anticipated on-screen romance.
"You could throw yourself at Byron a hundred times, and you'd still never make it into his bed," Joanne mocked.
What Joanne and the furious public didn't know was that three years ago, when Byron was in a horrific crash, Joanne had abandoned him. It was Allyson who stayed.
Even more absurd? Allyson and Byron were actually secretly married, bound by a multi-million dollar NDA.
Determined to play her villainous role and get paid, Allyson memorized a book of cringe-inducing pickup lines, ready to disgust her secret husband on live television.
"The stars are in the sky. But you... are in my heart."
She expected the ice-cold superstar to push her away in disgust. Instead, when another male guest got too close to her, Byron completely shattered his untouchable facade, his eyes burning with a lethal, undeniable possessiveness that sent the internet into absolute chaos.
9.0
My fiancé, Connor, and I had a one-year pact. I'd work undercover as a junior developer in the company we co-founded, while he, the CEO, built our empire.
The pact ended the day he ordered me to apologize to the woman who was systematically destroying my life.
It happened during his most important investor pitch. He was on video call when he demanded I publicly humiliate myself for his "special guest," Jaden. This was after she'd already scalded my hand with hot coffee and faced zero consequences.
He chose her. In front of everyone, he chose a manipulative bully over our company's integrity, our employees' dignity, and me, his fiancée.
His eyes on the screen demanded my submission.
"Apologize to Jaden. Now."
I took a step forward, held up my burned hand for the camera, and made a call of my own.
"Dad," I said, my voice dangerously quiet. "It's time to dissolve the partnership."
8.0
Abigayle was the proud heir to the Pena Group, living a perfect life and engaged to Jeffery Sullivan.
But the morning after a charity gala, she woke up drugged in a hotel room, blinded by paparazzi cameras. Her fiancé and her best friend stood at the foot of the bed, throwing a forged pregnancy report at her face to publicly frame her for cheating.
The betrayal was only the beginning of the slaughter. Before she could even clear her name, the Sullivan family ruthlessly bankrupted her family's company overnight. Her father was rushed to the ICU with a heart attack, her brother was run off the road into a coma, and violent repo men raided her penthouse. Just as she was thrown out into the freezing rain, Jeffery's terrifying uncle, Donovan Sullivan—the very mastermind who engineered her family's ruin—stepped in. He offered to cover the life-saving medical bills, but only if she agreed to become his personal plaything.
Abigayle's blood turned to ice. She couldn't understand how the people she trusted most could plot such a vicious, coordinated destruction just to break an engagement. How dared the man who destroyed her entire family stand there playing the savior, trying to buy her body with her own stolen wealth?
Facing a $100,000 hospital deadline and abandoned by everyone she knew, she didn't shed another tear.
"I will never beg him."
Clutching her last diamond bracelet, she hailed a cab straight to the biggest pawnshop in the Diamond District. The Sullivans thought they had buried her, but her counterattack was just beginning.
7.5
I was the supreme architect of reality. Now I'm trapped in a womb with my twin brother Jaden, and he's already trying to kill me.
Born with a Void Lord core, Jaden is a gluttonous black hole that started draining my life force before I even had eyelids. Unfortunately for him, my ancient soul came with me. I crushed his consciousness, chained his dark power, and established the only rule that matters: Sister is God.
Three years later, he's a whimpering, chocolate-donut-obsessed mess who cries when I threaten to cancel snack time. I've got a demonic shadow bird enforcing my orders and a mother who has no idea her adorable daughter is secretly terrifying.
But when assassins hunting my family corner us in the forest, I have to stop playing cute. They see a toddler in pink overalls. I show them what an architect of reality looks like.
My twin is a Void Lord destined to consume worlds. He still flinches when I raise an eyebrow. Some hierarchies are eternal.
9.4
Aria Mcgee was the unwanted second daughter of a decaying Long Island family.
To save their bankrupt corporation, her father and older sister drugged her. They shoved her into a town car and delivered her to a ruthless Wall Street billionaire's bed like a piece of meat.
They expected her to be the perfect sacrifice. The original Aria had no access to her own trust fund and was forced to live in a windowless broom closet. Even worse, a cold, synthetic System voice echoed in her skull, demanding she play the tragic, helpless female lead. It ordered her to endure her family's abuse and suffer the billionaire's humiliation to force a pathetic romance plotline.
"Host must follow the tragic trajectory and achieve the ultimate painful romance."
But the soul that woke up in that bed wasn't a weak, frightened girl. She was a dead Hollywood Oscar-winning actress. Why would a top-tier professional ever agree to play the weeping victim in such a garbage, B-list script?
Instead of trembling in fear as the System commanded, Aria looked at the billionaire and smiled. Using her flawless acting skills, she shattered his ego, extracted a hundred thousand dollars, and walked right out the door. Now, she was heading back to the Mcgee estate, ready to rip her money from her father's greedy hands and burn her sister's life to the ground.