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Scar : the rejected Luna 44. Assault
Paul's POV:On our way back home, we had been delayed by a few hours because of the sudden downpour that had impeded on- road visibility greatly. If I had been traveling by myself, it would not have had as much of an impact on my driving speed. Heck, if it had been just me, I would have ditched the option of going by road straightaway, and opted to cover the distance via the woods as my wolf! However, with Lexie by my side, it didn't seem like a hassle; rather, the hours we spent in the car gave me the chance to get to know her better, to observe her mannerisms and enjoy her company. And that's why, although we had planned to reach the Apollo pack around sunset, by the time I parked the SUV in front of the palace, it was closer to midnight. As soon as we entered the pack, Lexie had woken up from her short nap and on the rest of the way, she had been looking out of the window longingly, as if hoping to spot someone. When I asked her about it, she simply shook her head, claiming that i
Last Updated : 2025-03-13Scar : the rejected Luna 45. Deal!
Lexie's POV:I woke up with the persistent rays of sunlight stubbornly knocking on my eyelids, not willing to back off until I finally opened my eyes. As soon as I woke up, I sat up with a jerk, with the memory of having Andy asleep on my lap. It took a few moments for me to see that I was back in my room at the palace, which must mean that Andy had been put to sleep in his room as well. 'But how?'By the time my brain kicked into functional mode, I felt something pressing down on me and my eyes finally fell on the figure by my bedside. Paul was sleeping beside me, with one arm thrown across my torso. A blush crept up my face as I realised that we were back at the Apollo pack! If someone found out that Paul had spent the night in my room, the gossip would spread quickly; and once that happened, it wouldn't take long for this gossip to turn into multiple rumours! I rushed out of the room, panicking with the thought that someone might already have seen us, when I barged into someone.
Last Updated : 2025-03-13Scar : the rejected Luna 46. Practice!
Paul's POV: Even though I usually looked forward to the hour I would get to spend with Lexie for her training after leaving the pack headquarters in the afternoon, I had to excuse myself today. I informed her of the change in plan beforehand, and also asked Jayson to take charge of this session, saying that I had to leave for some personal work. After all, I don't want anyone to know exactly what I have been planning. I had to make everything perfect, because I did not want anything to go wrong at this party. I had chosen the perfect black taffeta silk gown for my future Luna, that was slightly shorter in the front and longer at the back with a beautiful bow detail at the waist. And as an accessory, I hadn't chosen anything trivial for her… instead, I had picked out the ring that would stand as a symbol of our love and commitment to one another. *** Lexie's POV: "Hm." I got a single word in reply from Jayson, and I decided to probe him further while getting into the stance fo
Last Updated : 2025-03-14Scar : the rejected Luna 47. Missing?
Paul's POV: I returned early from my appointment and headed straight towards the palace courtyards, thinking that I would supervise some of the training if they hadn't finished yet. And if they were done with the training, I would pick Jayson up and we could leave for the headquarters together. "And how long have you known him for?" This was Lexie's voice that I heard just as I turned the corner, watching her backing him against the wall with a relentless series of attacks. Scratching the shell of his ear absentmindedly as he skillfully dodged her attacks, Jayson answered, "About… my entire life?" Gathering that the conversation was about me, I somehow felt my feet coming to a stop without announcing my arrival, despite the nagging feeling at the back of my head warning me that I must not eavesdrop. However, I managed to calm down that voice of reason by claiming that I was just supervising the practice session. But the very next moment, my mind found the dilemma to be too tri
Last Updated : 2025-03-14Scar : the rejected Luna 48. Stranded
1 month ago, Katrine's POV: I tossed and turned in bed, struggling to hold on to the last remnants of sleep, as light flooded my surroundings. I sat up, annoyed, only to find myself in a completely unfamiliar environment. I was inside a camel- brown tent, atop a round bed in the center, and surrounded by pillows. I blinked my eyes a few times as I tried to jog my memory, until all the events of last night came rushing back to me.Lexie and I had snuck out from the Apollo pack… she wanted to go see Paul, but we were caught by these rogues… we were gagged and bound, but then Lexie demanded the guards to go and let her see someone named Jonas… and then we were led to this tent, and asked to go to sleep without worrying about anything else… but what did Lexie say to him, that we were given much better accommodations out of the blue?Instead of wracking my own brains, I decided to ask the girl herself. Thinking, I turned around, hoping to find her nearby since she wasn't in bed with me.
Last Updated : 2025-03-15Scar : the rejected Luna 49. Hysteria
1 month ago, Katrine's POV: It was only when I heard the rustling of boots and the crunch of gravel, that I realised I had just shouted at myself, revealing my presence as well as location. Somehow, the survival instinct kicked in and the same legs which had been feeling lifeless a few minutes ago, found the strength to jump up and carry me forward. I was still weak and struggling to pick up speed, using my momentum to propel myself forward. And I could feel that with every passing moment, the ones chasing me were getting closer and closer."Get her! Get that b*tch!""Honestly, do you think she's crazy? Who shouts like that alone?""I don't see anyone with her, which must mean she is pyscho!"Dismissing all their words, I just tried to keep up my speed… however, I didn't know where to run! Wasn't I technically within their camp, so how long was I going to outrun them for? And even if I outran them, their comrades would surely come to their aid! Where would I even run to, I had left t
Last Updated : 2025-03-16Scar : the rejected Luna 50. Bluffing
1 month ago, Katrine's POV: Whoever this idiot named Jonas was, he was surely stubborn. Either that, or he was surely hard of hearing! But even my name is Katrine, and if I have decided that I would speak to him, then nobody can stop me from doing exactly that! With this thought making me immune to all the taunts, I continued, "Jonas, if you can hear me, show me your face, coward!! Which one of you basrards is Jonas?!" "I am." A deep voice rumbled from behind us, and I turned immediately. The guards holding me parted to give way to the owner of that voice, who stepped up as if he owned the bloody place. He had raven black hair that covered his eyes, a five o'clock shadow and was wearing a black trench coat over his black trainer pants. The dumbass was surely trying to pull off a signature Mafia look, and looking utterly ridiculous. I felt all the anger bubble up in my throat as I looked at him, seething with rage. "Leave her." He commanded, and surprisingly enough, the guard
Last Updated : 2025-03-17Scar : the rejected Luna 51. The Engagement Party
Lexie's POV:As I rolled over in my sleep, streching my hand in search of the pillow that I liked to hug, my hand came across something smooth, rigid and warm instead. Was this supposed to be a prank? Has someone replaced my beloved fluffy pillow? And if so, with what? Although my thoughts were egging my curiosity on, I didn't want to open my eyes just yet. That is, until the pillow somehow manifested willpower, and pulled me by my wrist. Wait a darn minute! Since when did that happen? Shocked out of my sleep, I sat upright and turned around, to find Paul gazing at me with sleepy eyes and a sweet smile.'Oh, so there is no sentient pillow after all. Just Paul…'This was my first thought that was accompanied by a sigh of relief, until another thought arrived and knocked it out of the park.'Wait! Paul? In my bed? Again?!'Panicking once more, I shook him awake, thanking my stars that it was still dark outside. That meant he could still sneak out of my room and go into his own, so t
Last Updated : 2025-03-18
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Scar : the rejected Luna 97. Yours Forever*
Lexie's POV: Moonlight poured through the glass panels above us, painting silver trails across the bed. It was perfect. Just me and my new husband… only the raw, aching certainty between us, that we belonged to each other. Utterly and forever. He let me down gently, but the way his fingers tightened briefly on my waist betrayed the hunger simmering just beneath his calm. And God, I wanted that hunger. I wanted to drown in it, to be claimed by it, to leave behind every last piece of the girl I had been before him. I pushed up on shaking arms, desperate to close the space between us, even though I was still shaking. The aftershocks from the orgasm he pulled out of me with nothing but his mouth and fingers left my whole body boneless, burning, needy. My dress was bunched up around my waist, and Paul's hands were still smoothing slow, worshipful paths along my thighs, as if he couldn't stop touching me even for a second. I didn’t want him to stop. I couldn’t have him stop.
Scar : the rejected Luna 96. My Husband*
Lexie's POV: My heart was ready to burst out of my chest with happiness. The Lexie who had gotten used to being invisible at best and a monster at her worst, was still unable to believe that all these people were here to celebrate her union with her mate. Mate, the word which had once been enough to trigger all my trauma, was now the reason for this happiness. My mate, my husband, my Alpha. Paul didn’t say anything as he laced his fingers with mine, pulling me gently but firmly toward the edge of the glowing boat. I followed without a word, my heart pounding harder with every step. The guests faded into the background; the laughter, the music, the ripple of the lake, all blurred into a haze behind us. All I could feel was the heat of his hand around mine, the promise in his touch. A small rowboat was waiting at the side, lit only by the soft spill of moonlight. Paul helped me get in first, his hands skimming my waist. I sucked in a breath, suddenly extremely aware of ever
Scar : the rejected Luna 95. Fireflies*
Lexie's POV: As the vows were sealed and the ceremonial howl echoed through the forest, the mist parted like a curtain, revealing a sixth boat that had been hidden partially till now. It was an oval platform, white and sparkling as it was paneled with crystal, tethered at a slight distance from the others. The lake under it was glowing faintly, with silver fireflies lighting a path across the water. Without a word, Paul took my hand, leading me toward the waiting boat. As we stepped onto it, the guests on the other boats rose in expectant silence, eyes shimmering with magic and emotion. The music began to be played on wind instruments and ancient drums, echoing across the lake like a call to something primal and sacred. Paul's hand slipped into mine as we took our place in the center, and the moment we stepped onto the floor, it was like entering another world. The crystal beneath my bare feet was cool, as if the magic of its surroundings had made it come alive. Around us,
Scar : the rejected Luna 94. Whispering Pines
Author's POV: The wedding was to be held at the sacred Whispering Pines– a place with and bound by the blessings of the Moon Goddess. For generations, the royals of werewolf packs had come here to wed under the gaze of the stars, and Paul, despite his preference for modernity, had chosen to honor that tradition. The Lake of Elarion stretched before them like a sheet of silver, reflecting the full moon and scattering the waves everywhere. It was said that when vows were exchanged at this place, the Moon Goddess herself was a witness to it. Five great boats were floating on the glassy surface of the lake, carved from ancient redwood. Each boat gleamed under the starlight, connected by delicate bridges woven with strands of silver and red silk thread. The largest among them was at the center, draped in pale silk and adorned with cascades of white roses. At its heart, a crescent-shaped platform glowed faintly, etched with sacred runes by the Elder wolves. Nobles and emissaries fr
Scar : the rejected Luna 93. Control*
Lexie felt it the moment Paul carried her across the threshold—the heat, the burn, like her blood had turned molten. It wasn’t just the remnants of whatever Damien had slipped into her drink. No, this was something different. Something deeper. Hungrier. Like her body was screaming for only one thing—and it was him.But the strangest part?The moment Paul touched her—just lightly, just enough to tug at the strap of her heel—it was like her skin remembered cool water. His fingers were a balm on her fire. Her muscles eased, her breath hitched, and for a second, her mind stopped spinning.She whimpered when he pulled away, even slightly.“Lexie,” Paul murmured again, trying to move back, trying to do the right thing. Always trying to do the right thing.But she didn’t care about right.She cared about real.And right now, he was real.She grabbed his tie again, tugged him down until their noses almost brushed. “Stop pulling away,” she whispered. “Don’t you dare pull away from me.”He hesi
Scar : the rejected Luna 92. My mate!*
Lexie's POV:The warmth from the drink surged faster than I expected, like liquid fire wrapping around my nerves. My limbs felt sluggish, and Damien’s hand slipped farther along my back, his body edging in too close, the smirk on his face tightening.“Damien… stop! Stop right now!” I whispered, trying to pull away. My voice sounded far away, and muffled. He leaned in, his lips far too close to my face. “Oh, come on! An omega like you is getting the attention of not one but TWO powerful Alphas, Don’t act like you are not enjoying this…”I recoiled. My elbow tried to rise, to shove him away, but it was no use. I felt like I was moving in slow motion, and the reality was buzzing past way too quickly for me to react in time. "Shh!”He mock-soothed, dragging me closer. "Everyone’s watching. Wouldn’t want a scene, would we now! Already, your reputation as a Luna is at stake, now who would like a fake attention seeker on top of that? Because let me tell you! Sister in law, my reputation
Scar : the rejected Luna 91. Be a Luna!
Lexie's POV: The gala was a dream I hadn’t dared to picture just a few weeks ago.The grand hall was bathed in golden light, the chandeliers casting a soft glow over the guests, their laughter echoing like distant music. Paul and I stood at the center, surrounded by pack members offering warm smiles, kind words, and soft apologies. Everyone seemed eager to speak to us, to me? And for the first time in what felt like forever, I didn’t flinch from the attention. I had expected the memories to sting when they brought Abby up. And they did, just a little. But I didn’t let it show. I straightened my spine, met every gaze head-on, and responded with quiet grace. I wasn’t here to shrink into shadows anymore. I had survived, and I was ready to thrive. And for that, I was ready to do anything. Paul stood by my side, his hand never once letting go of mine, his silent support wrapping around me like a shield. I was aware of every inch of him—his calming presence, his warm strength, and the
Scar : the rejected Luna 90. Peace*
The world had gone still again. Paul carried her to the bed, cradling her against his chest while Lexie's arms stayed wrapped around his neck, her face tucked close, and he could feel the aftershocks of her release still lingering in the way her body trembled against his.He laid her down carefully, crawling in beside her and pulling the blanket over them. She immediately shifted, nestling closer until her bare skin pressed fully against his, like she was afraid he might disappear if she let go.He wrapped an arm around her waist, tucking her tight against his chest. One leg hooked around hers, and his free hand found her back, fingertips tracing soft circles there. Her fingers slid along his stomach, drawing lazy, invisible patterns. Neither of them spoke for a while, coming down from their own highs. But the silence was filled with peace. Paul pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. “You okay?” He murmured, his voice already thick with sleep. Lexie nodded against his chest, h
Scar : the rejected Luna 89. Claim me again*
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
