Enemy Mate: Chasing My Rejected Luna Queen

Cynthia’s POVI don’t know how long I spend in a haze of pain as my limbs twist and contort, reshaping into those of an animal. When finally, I regain some sense of clarity, I’m shocked by the acute awareness with which I now view the world.‘Hello, Cynthia.’ The ethereal voice echoes in my mind once again.‘You’re my wolf!’ I realize, speaking to the voice through our mind link.‘That I am!’ The voice is playful. ‘My name is Lumina. I’m so happy to meet you.’I pad over to the edge of the lake and stare into the crystal-clear water, where I can see my wolf form for the first time in the beauty of the moon. My fur is fluffy and gray, mottled with white specks, and my eyes are the exact same shade of piercing emerald green.“Oh my goodness, you’re gorgeous!” Elena’s reflection appears in the water next to mind. Her hand ruffles my fur, and it feels surprisingly nice. “Are you ready to turn back yet?”I try to speak, but realize I can’t. I nod instead. “Good. Just focus.” Elena’s voice

POV unknown*** Cliffside ***“No! Cynthia!” Elena cries out, tears streaming down her face. “We can’t lose her!”Liam furrows his brow, staring down at the place where Cynthia fell. He orders his warriors swiftly, like a true Alpha: “Alert everyone in the Blood Moon pack. Get to the cliffs immediately. We need to find Cynthia as soon as possible. GO!”*** Below the Cliff ***Meanwhile, a group of Eclipse pack members–Beta Brooks and two scouts–have just finished their tasks for the day, and they’re on their way back to the Eclipse pack house to deliver their report. “We need to get back as soon as possible,” Beta Brooks informs the scouts. “The Blood Moon pack and the Darkfang pack have a powerful alliance in the works. Our enemies are getting stronger. Tensions between us and the others may start heating up again soon.”The first scout frowns. “Maybe we could break up their alliance somehow?”“I doubt it,” the Beta scowls. “Their alliance is very strong, especially right now. Alpha

Vikrov’s POV When the maid mindlinks me to tell me the Blood Moon pack’s Beta is awake, I’m more than ready to interrogate her in detail. I’m downstairs in the pack house when I feel a strange presence–the intoxicating scent of my mate. I recognize it for what it is immediately. It catches me off-guard–my mate is somewhere inside the pack house right now. I try to resist my wolf’s urge to go find her immediately, steeling myself against instinct. I’ve been shifted for four years now, and I know every member of my pack personally. If my mate were someone in my pack, I would’ve recognized her a long time ago. Unless… Unfortunately, I have a guess. I walk step-by-step to the room where the captive is being held, and with every step I take, the mate bond grows stronger. I push open the door. Her scent lingers in my nose. The moment I lay my eyes upon her, I know deep in my heart that we’re mates. I’m mates with the enemy. ‘MATE! MATE! MATE!’ My wolf, Tempest, howls incessant

Cynthia’s POVI’ve been with the Eclipse pack for a few days now, and there’s still a strange, unfamiliar feeling lurking in my heart. I feel no connection with this room, even though Vikrov has assured me it’s mine. It’s odd, though–there’s not a single picture of me in here, or of anyone, for that matter. The dresses in the closet aren’t anything I would choose to wear. There’s no soul in any of the art on the walls. It feels like a hotel, or a guest room. Nice enough, sure. Definitely livable. But there’s not a trace of personality to be found. It makes me terribly upset, of course, but whenever Vikrov comes to visit me, I find myself feeling alright about the whole situation. He gives me the space to be more patient with myself. It’s a welcome change.I’m jolted from my thoughts when the door to my room twists open, and Vikrov steps inside.“Annette?” I ask softly.“It's me, love.” Vikrov’s sexy, relaxed voice approaches me. He comes to my bedside, bending down slowly to plant a

Cynthia’s POV“Where are you taking me?” I ask fearfully as the maids drag me through the halls.I haven’t been to this part of the pack house yet, I don’t think. Vikrov’s only taken me through the main hallways. If I had to guess, I’m being dragged somewhere into the maid’s quarters. These look like servant hallways. Annette just laughs cruelly as my expression contorts from the pain of her handling me. “You’ll see. Don’t worry about it.”They throw me to the floor in front of large double doors that swing open both ways. I struggle back to my feet, but my wounds have reopened, and I can smell the blood starting to seep through my clothes. The maids look at me in disgust as I stand up.“What are you waiting for?” Beth snaps. “Go inside.”Incredibly suspicious of the maids, I hesitate as I shove open the double doors. I’m not sure what sort of torture I was expecting, but the massive, industrial-size kitchen in front of me certainly isn’t it.It’s a massive kitchen, easily suited to