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20. Delulu?
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Scar : the rejected Luna 21. Something is Different
Finally, the schedule at school came to an end and everyone rushed to their homes quickly, with promises of meeting their friends as soon as they were ready. The evening of the ball had arrived, and shortly after, so did Paul. He had come to my house to pick me up and take me to the venue; he was waiting for me outside of my house, as I started to walk out slowly while trying to manage myself. I was wearing the turquoise ball gown that I had bought from the mall with Paul the previous afternoon. Kate had helped me tie my hair into a high bun, intentionally leaving out some strands of my hair on the right side of my cheek, balancing out the other side that was decorated by the scar. As I had stared into the mirror at myself, Paul's comforting words had echoed in my ears, assuring me that I had made the right decision. "Sometimes… the things we think are making us the ugliest person in the world, are actually the things that mark us as the most beautiful person instead. So in your c
Last Updated : 2025-02-24Scar : the rejected Luna 22. First Dance
I was just as shocked as everyone else, or maybe even more than them. Not even in the wildest throes of my imagination, had I ever expected that he would announce me as his mate at the ball, like this.The state of my shock and disbelief was such that I was not able to react in any manner; I was just standing at my place completely frozen, without even moving at all while the scattered applause in the hall turned into a full chaos, replete with clapping, cheering and jeering, shouts, hoots and whistles.This was when he invited me for the opening dance, saying, "Lexie! My mate , may I ask your hand to open the dance for the evening?"I was not in a state to refuse, I was not in a state to accept, I was just suspended in my utter shock; and because of that, I just managed to bob my head up and down to resemble a nod. Paul came forward and firmly took my hand in his, and took me to the dance floor with all eyes focused on us like laser beams; but it was only his hand that I could bear
Last Updated : 2025-02-24Scar : the rejected Luna 23. Closer and closer
The day after the ball, I finally moved into Paul's house after a teary eyed but happy goodbye from my found family.He had arranged a separate room for me like I had demanded, as he assured me that he also did not want to make me uncomfortable in the slightest. I was happy to see that he had meant what he had said, about him being willing to give me as much time as I wanted; but because of my safety reasons he just couldn't let me live there.Since I moved to his house, he was always very kind to me, and always took care of my needs besides paying attention to my likes and dislikes. Among all these lovely aspects, the funniest part was that he was trying to stay as close as he could to me while making sure that he didn't cross any boundaries like last time, and also that he didn't seem too eager for my attention. But sometimes, the circumstances became such that his possessive or desperate side came out in a cute way, and I couldn't help but laugh.The first day I moved into his hou
Last Updated : 2025-02-24Scar : the rejected Luna 24. Just breathe
Lost in the panic of being extremely close to him as well as in his eyes, I was barely managing to breathe with difficulty... when he caught my attention with new instructions."Now Lexie, listen to me very carefully. Grab my collar and twist it towards my left side, while lifting your legs to my stomach and hitting me lightly there, but as strong as you can ever hit someone when anyone apart from me comes this near to you-""But Paul, what if I mistakenly hit you more strongly then-""Shh! Don't think too much, just practice! Nothing will happen to me."He interrupted me and showed me the demo, while repeating the steps as slowly and gently as he could. He then folded his arms across his chest and started waiting for me to repeat all of them.I took a deep breath and closed my eyes before grabbing his collar! but when it came to raising my leg to his stomach, I mistakenly tangled my foot on his left shin, causing him to lose his balance. As a result, both of us fell to the ground; bu
Last Updated : 2025-02-24Scar : the rejected Luna 25. Unexpected Guests
After I went back to the palace with Paul, I saw my parents standing in the living room…along with Nate. At first I became so excited at the sight of them that I almost could not believe my eyes; but within seconds, guilt started building inside my stomach. And as the castle of the guilt was completed, all of the excitement almost entirely transformed into guilt, and I stayed at my place without moving my feet any further. Although I could see the same excitement mirrored in the eyes of my parents, there was some anger there too; after all, I was at fault and had left the pack and house both, without saying anything to anyone. Finally, I put aside my hesitation and fears and tried to lift my feet and move towards my parents, when I saw my parents themselves had started walking towards me. My mother wordlessly pulled me into a warm hug after reaching near me, followed by my father, and I sighed deeply as the familiar combination of their natural odours of lavender and vanilla ove
Last Updated : 2025-02-25Scar : the rejected Luna 26. Banquet
Paul and his father had arranged a grand banquet for Nate in the night. The entire palace was decorated with lights and bunches of flowers were placed every few feet. The banquet was being held in the open area amidst the palace gardens instead of a hall, as the weather outside was quite pleasant. A light breeze was blowing, bringing in the fragrance of flowers and spreading the delicious smell of the different types of dishes prepared in the honour of the guests. Everyone was looking forward to Nate's arrival at the banquet, and Paul's parents were eagerly waiting to greet him. As soon as he stepped inside the dining area, Paul's father stepped forward and pulled him into a hug and spoke, patting his back. "Oh Nate! My boy, how are you? It has been ages since I last met you. I am really sorry for your father's demise, what a tragic day it was." Nate didn't say anything, while Paul's father continued by himself; "I am sorry for your loss, kid. Your father and I used to be great f
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Scar : the rejected Luna Melting the ice
As the guests slowly began to leave and it was clear that the party was about to be over, my mother approached me. Silently pleading with her eyes, she had taken me to the room they were staying in. To be honest, I had also been hoping for her to come and meet me and I was thankful that she did; I was not sure what her reaction would be if I visited her directly in her room. And also, I was not yet confident enough to face her, nor was I completely ready to face my father.But she had made every doubt of mine seem futile as she came towards me in a slightly hesitant way but with an affectionate look in her eyes and said, "Lexie, dear, can you please come with me? I think we need to talk, sweetie.""Of course mother." I nodded to her before I excused myself and started to follow her to her room, and entered behind her.She made me sit on the chair placed in her room by a small dining table in one corner of the room, and finally asked;"Lexie, dear! Can I ask you something?" "Ye-yes
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Scar : the rejected Luna Bittersweet reunion
"Oh no, not at all dear! On the contrary, I know he has been looking for you for so many years." My mother's voice, filled with pride, broke the bubble of fear. There was a distinct glow on her face as she spoke; "Your brother is considered to be a once-in-a-lifetime warrior, at the age of fourteen only! At first, he enrolled into the training program at school just because of his friends, but his instructor says that he has great potential. In fact, he has been selected by Alpha to train with the upper tier of wolves and once he becomes even stronger, he might be considered for the royal guard. He really wanted to see you, but Jonas was tied-up with training that takes up most of his day recently, because it seems like a war is coming." "A- a war?!" I repeated, a little surprised at the way my mother had mentioned it. "Yes, sweetie. Although the werewolf community has not seen a major war since your grandfather's time, neglecting minor skirmishes between packs and rogues, I th
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The stone halls of the Apollo estate were starting to brighten up as the day progressed, while Paul and Lexie walked back from the throne room. Their fingers were interlaced, and there was a lightness in her steps that hadn't been there for days. It wasn't much, but Paul noticed it. Lexie was quiet, but her silence wasn’t strained. There was a calmness in her presence now, and Paul knew why. The guilt that had weighed so heavily on her, unjust and suffocating, had finally been lifted. The punishment for Abby may not have been the harshest he could have delivered, but it had been just. More importantly, the truth had been revealed in public. Every member of the pack had seen the truth with their own eyes. That was all Lexie had wanted… to be heard and believed. The moment the door shut behind them and they entered the privacy of their chambers, Lexie turned and stepped into Paul’s chest, wrapping her arms around him tightly. Her cheek pressed against his heart, as if she nee
