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Rejected by Luna, Reclaimed by the Rogue Novel Cover

Rejected by Luna, Reclaimed by the Rogue

The heatwave had turned the Silvermoon Pack house into a furnace. For three days straight, temperatures soared past 100 degrees, and today, the ancient air conditioning system had finally surrendered to the relentless summer sun. I wiped sweat from my brow as I made my way through the main hall, my thin cotton dress clinging uncomfortably to my skin. "The pups are having trouble breathing," little Emma, one of our youngest pack members, tugged at my skirt. Her cheeks were flushed crimson, dark curls plastered to her forehead. "I know, sweetheart." I knelt down to her level, brushing damp hair from her face. "I'm going to fix that right now." My wolf, Luna, stirred within me. *We should help them. They need us.* "We will," I whispered internally. I made my way to the medical supplies room, my legs weak from the heat.
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Chapter 2

The silence that followed my declaration felt like a physical weight pressing down on the room. Dean's eyes darkened to a dangerous storm-gray, his jaw clenched so tight I could hear his teeth grinding.

"What did you just say?" His voice was deadly quiet.

I swallowed hard but forced myself to meet his gaze. "You heard me."

Luna growled within me, lending me strength. *We will not back down this time.*

Dean rose slowly from his chair, his powerful frame unfolding like a predator preparing to strike. "You dare—"

"You will not speak of such nonsense again."

His Alpha tone hit me like a physical blow. The command wrapped around my throat, choking off any further words. But it wasn't just his voice—his Alpha aura expanded outward in waves of crushing dominance.

The pressure started at my shoulders, pushing down with impossible force. My knees buckled as the weight increased, driving me toward the floor.

"Dean," I gasped, fighting against the invisible force. "Stop—"

He didn't even look at me. His eyes were fixed on some point above my head, as if I were already beneath his notice.

"You forget yourself, Luna," he said coldly. "The mate bond is sacred. Chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. You will honor it as I do."

My legs gave out completely. I fell to my knees, the hard wood floor sending shocks of pain through my joints. Around us, pack members watched in horrified silence, their eyes wide but bodies frozen in place.

"Dean, please," I whispered, tears burning behind my eyes.

He finally looked at me then, and there was nothing of the man I'd once loved in those cold eyes. "You will learn your place."

The Alpha aura intensified, pressing down on my shoulders until I was forced to bow my head. My forehead touched the dusty floor at his feet.

"Look at your Luna," Dean addressed the pack, his voice carrying easily through the silent room. "This is what happens when one forgets their duty."

I couldn't lift my head, couldn't even close my eyes against the humiliation. Through my lowered lashes, I could see Ada's delicate feet step forward.

"Dean," she said softly, her voice honey-sweet with false concern. "Don't be so hard on her. This must be difficult for Scarlett."

Dean's aura eased slightly, allowing me to breathe again. I raised my head just in time to see Ada place both hands protectively over her stomach.

"Actually," she announced, her voice ringing clear through the room, "I have some wonderful news to share with the pack."

My heart stuttered in my chest. Something in her eyes told me what was coming before she said it.

"Dean and I are expecting a pup!"

Gasps and murmurs rippled through the gathered pack members. Several of the older women clapped their hands in delight. Even in my position of humiliation, I felt their joy like a knife twisting in my chest.

Dean's face transformed, the cold anger melting into proud joy. He reached for Ada's hand, placing it gently against his lips.

"A blessing from the Moon Goddess," he murmured.

But Ada wasn't finished. She turned to me, her eyes gleaming with malicious triumph.

"I know this must be hard for you, Scarlett," she said, her voice dripping with false sympathy. "Given what happened to your pup."

The room went deadly silent.

My breath caught painfully in my throat. The memory crashed over me—the rogue attack, Dean leaving me to protect Ada, the searing pain as I lost our child, the doctor's gentle words that I would never bear children again.

"That's enough," Dean growled, but not at Ada. At me.

I hadn't said a word.

"You've disrupted Ada's moment," he continued, his voice rising with anger. "You've brought negativity to such happy news."

I stared up at him in disbelief. "I didn't—"

"Silence!"

The Alpha command slammed into me with such force that darkness edged my vision. His aura flared again, ten times stronger than before, pressing down on me like a mountain.

"This is your fault," he snarled. "You can't stand to see others happy when you're so miserable."

The pressure built and built until something inside me cracked. The room spun violently, the faces around me blurring into smears of color.

I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. Couldn't feel anything but the crushing weight of his power.

With a soft sigh that seemed to come from very far away, I collapsed fully to the floor.

The last thing I saw before consciousness slipped away was the pack watching in silence, their eyes averted from their Alpha's rage and their Luna's fall.

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