Rejected Luna's Baby
I was the Luna, or so I thought, until the night he stood in front of the entire pack and tore the title from me.
His rejection didn't just shatter me, it broke the bond that tied us.
Yet, little did he know I carried his child-a secret I would take with me and raise alone.
Or so I thought until danger knocked on my door and fate dragged me to the pack I swore never to step foot in again.
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Chapter 5
•Amara's POV
My mouth went dry.
I stilled, the knife in my hands almost dropping at the familiar voice.
"It is Rowan. I am here to help."
My heart nearly stopped.
Rowan?
Kade's beta, and the man who had stood beside us at the mating ceremony.
The same one who had watched as Kade had destroyed me five years ago?
Or do those monsters I had fought have powers to mimick voices?
"How do I know it is really you?" I called out without breaking my protective stance.
"You used to sneak into the kitchen at night to steal honey cakes," he said.
Despite everything, I almost smiled because that was definitely Rowan.
"I always pretended not to notice."
"What are you-"
The sound of a piercing scream stopped me short and I heard something lunge.
Rowan grunted and I realized he was the one who was being attacked outside.
I heard the sounds of the fight.
There were snarls and the sound of claws on flesh, also bodies hitting the ground.
Then there was silence.
"It is safe now, Amara," Rowan said with a breathless voice. "May I come in?"
I looked back at Milo.
He was staring between me and the door with those flickering gold eyes.
Then I slowly opened it.
Rowan stepped inside from the darkness and I had to bite back a gasp.
He looked like he had fought an army.
And behind him, I could see eleven other wolves cleaning blood off their claws.
"Hello, Amara," he said gently. "You look good."
I laughed.
"I look like hell and we both know it. What are you doing here, Rowan?"
His looked at Milo and I saw the recognition that instantly flickered across his face.
But, he said nothing.
"We have been tracking the rogues that attacked you back home," he said.
That explained his appearance.
"What are those rogues?" I asked, flipping my hair over my shoulders.
"Amara, those are not rogue wolves."
I had noticed that.
"They are being controlled by something and being used to hunt specific targets."
"What kind of targets?" I demanded with brows quirked in confusion.
"They hunt children."
"Children?"
"Yes, those with Alpha bloodlines."
My blood turned cold.
"They are hunting Alpha children?" I asked him with wide eyes.
He nodded.
"Seven packs in total have lost children from alpha families between the ages of four and eight in the past month."
I gaped, unsure wether to scream or collapse from the shock.
"Their trail led us to your apartment. But you attacked quickly. And then here."
His gaze moved back to Milo.
"I think we both know why they came for him," he said as he looked at me.
My heart began to pound in my chest.
It was obvious.
The palpable tension was unbearable and almost insurmountable at this point.
The silence was thick and suffocating and I knew that I needed to say something.
But before I could respond to Rowan, Milo suddenly began to convulse.
His small body shook violently.
His eyes rolled back, showing only white before he collapsed onto the cot.
"Milo!" I rushed to him. "What is happening to you?" I cried out in anguish.
Rowan knelt beside us and studied the rune that were shining on the child's skin.
"The same thing had happened to the other children before they disappeared."
Fear gripped me.
"Something was calling to them like this and vehemently trying to take control."
Milo's eyes suddenly snapped open, but they weren't gold this time.
They were a solid black just like the rogues who had attacked us earlier.
I gasped in astonishment.
"The children hear the call," he began to say in the old language.
The voice wasn't his own.
"Soon we will all be together."
"No," I whispered, shaking him gently. "Milo fight it please, stay with me."
I embraced him tightly, tears rushing down my cheeks and I held unto him.
"Mom?" he whispered weakly.
I instantly drew back to look at him.
He was normal again.
"Mom I feel strange."
"You'll be fine Milo. Mommy will protect you," I assured him softly.
Rowan placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Amara, you need to bring him home to Silvergrove. It is his only chance."
"No!" I spat out my disagreement in a sharp voice. "I will never go back there."
Roman sighed.
"You have to Amara."
"And face Kade?" I snapped. "The mate who rejected me and called me worthless?"
He shook his head.
"I know how you feel Amara. But only the pack healers know how to fight against this ancient kind of dark magic."
"I will not," I said as I hugged Milo tighter.
Rowan's expression softened. "Kade doesn't know about the boy, does he?"
I looked down at Milo and realized that he had fallen unconscious again.
"No, and I plan to keep it that way."
"Amara, look at me."
I did.
"The child is innocent in what happened between you and Kade. He needs the help that only the pack can provide."
His voice was gentle.
"Don't deny him that because his father decided to be a fool," he added.
I closed my eyes in a bid to stop the tears that threatened to spill over.
Going back to Silvergrove meant facing everything I had run away from.
It meant seeing Kade and explaining why I had hidden his son from him.
But one look at Milo's pale face and I knew that I didn't really have a choice.
I had to do this.
"Fine, for Milo," I whispered. "But if Kade tries to take him away from me-"
"He won't," Rowan assured me in a firm voice. "I will make sure of that."
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"Food made by a person I don't like is naturally detestable,"
Lily didn't expect these hurtful words to come from him-her husband of almost two years- Roberto Whitlock.
She had married him out of love, even though their marriage was a transaction between two families.
She thought she could change him, but it turned out it was just her fantasy.
And he soon brought her to the reality of their marriage which had been hanging by a thin, strained thread this whole time.
"Sign it... My heart can never beat for you in this lifetime,"
After she signed the divorce papers, she made him stand at the back of long line of suitors.
8.9
I returned to New York for my welcome-home party, expecting a warm embrace from Edwin, my devoted fiancé of twenty years.
Instead, his first words to me were a cold, public warning to stay away from his new girlfriend, Kacy.
He stood in my family's hotel, shielding a girl I had never even met, and painted me as a vicious, jealous bully.
"She is very sensitive, Kaitlyn. Her background is tough. Please, be gentle with her. Don't upset her."
He humiliated me in front of our entire elite circle, allowing them to mock me as the aggressive, discarded ex while he carried her away like a fragile princess.
For twenty years, I had been his loyal shadow, fixing his mistakes and loving him unconditionally.
I couldn't understand how decades of deep devotion could be instantly erased by a few crocodile tears and a manipulative damsel act.
He was absolutely certain I would throw a tantrum, cry, and eventually crawl back to beg for his attention.
But he was wrong.
He didn't know that Everett Rowe, a billionaire tech mogul, had been patiently waiting five years to marry me.
He also didn't know that during my three years abroad, I wasn't just studying art—I became "K.B.", the ruthless Wall Street predator who could swallow his family's empire whole.
I calmly pulled out my phone, ignored the mocking whispers around me, and typed a single message to Everett.
"Yes. I'll marry you."
8.3
I hid my identity as the Alpha King's daughter just to be Santino's perfectly submissive Luna.
I thought deep love would be enough. I was wrong.
Three years into our marriage, Santino brought a pregnant woman into our pack compound, and even gave my late mother's necklace to his mistress.
I tried to argue, to make him respect our marriage.
But he said, "Without my protection, you are nothing."
I played the harmless, weak Luna for so long that he actually thought I was a helpless Omega.
Santino wants a war? Then I will give him a war.
"Damian," my mind was made up as I awakened the Royal Guard, "destroy everything."
Santino could certainly start the fire. But when the war ends, only I can decide.
By the time he regrets it, it will be too late.
7.5
I thought my best friend Mila and my lover Preston were my only salvation from Essex Langley, the ruthless billionaire who kept me caged in his estate.
I trusted them blindly when they planned my grand escape.
But it was all a cruel setup.
Mila deliberately leaked the plan to Essex's guards to win his favor, and Preston only wanted my family's shares to pay off his massive debts.
When we were caught in the rose garden, Preston shoved me toward the guards and ran for his life.
"You're insane if you think I actually loved a freak like you!"
I was dragged back into the manor, my ribs cracking under heavy boots.
I bled out on the freezing marble floor, staring into Essex’s unhinged, mad eyes as I took my last agonizing breath.
Until the moment I died, I couldn't accept it.
I had ruined my own life, adopting a hideous punk look with fake tattoos and piercings just to make Essex hate me, all for two people who saw me as nothing but a sacrificial lamb.
Why was my blind rebellion rewarded with such a brutal betrayal?
Opening my eyes again, the white-hot pain was gone.
I was back in the freezing bedroom on my eighteenth birthday, the very night Mila would come to orchestrate my ruin.
I looked at the rebellious, smudged stranger in the mirror.
This time, I calmly washed off the black makeup, took out my lip ring, and put on a pristine white dress.
If fighting the devil got me killed, then in this life, I would tame him and make them all pay.
8.0
What began as a simple contract was never supposed to turn into forever.
Aria Bennett and Leo Moretti first crossed paths in high school, two people from completely different worlds. Aria was determined, independent, and grounded by a modest upbringing. Leo was the heir to the powerful Moretti family-wealthy, controlled, and used to getting what he wanted. Their lives collided when a bold idea turned into an unexpected agreement: a relationship contract meant to benefit them both without emotions getting involved.
It was supposed to be temporary. Strategic. Safe.
But love rarely follows rules written on paper.
As the years pass, what started as a calculated arrangement slowly deepens into something real. Through university life, family expectations, business pressures, and personal insecurities, Leo and Aria find themselves fighting not only the world around them-but the feelings growing between them.
When old enemies resurface and danger threatens the life they've built, Leo realizes that Aria is no longer just a part of a contract. She is his future, his partner, and the only person he cannot lose. Their love is tested by betrayal, fear, and moments that could tear them apart-but each challenge only strengthens the bond they never meant to create.
From secret proposals and grand gestures to life-changing moments of vulnerability, Leo and Aria discover that love isn't something you negotiate.
It's something you fight for.
Their journey takes them from contract to commitment, from chaos to devotion, and finally to the life they never planned but always needed-marriage, family, and two beautiful daughters who redefine what happiness means.
Because sometimes the most powerful promises aren't the ones spoken aloud...
They're the ones signed in ink and sealed in love.
9.4
They called her cursed. A slave. The daughter of a traitor.
Stripped of everything after her father's execution, Elara never imagined the ruthless Alpha King would see her as anything more than broken. But when their eyes meet, he recognizes what no one else can,she's his fated mate.
And she's far more dangerous than anyone knows.
Ancient prophecy demands her death. The pack fears her power. Even the man who loves her is told he must kill her to save them all.
But when Elara is dragged to a sacred temple to be sacrificed, and a blade pierces her heart, a legend thought dead for decades emerges from the shadows, the missing Lycan King. And he's not there to let his daughter die.
Betrayed by those she trusted. Hunted by those who fear her. Loved by an Alpha who'll burn the world to keep her safe.
Now Elara must decide: will she be the destruction they fear, or the queen they never saw coming?