Share
#77
Eve’s POV
Realizing the importance of the conversation we were about to have, I sat down next to him. I looked into his eyes and decided to start first.
"Ryan, I don't want any more apologies. I want to know that the next time someone stands in the way between us, I can be sure of you, that you will support me. Because I've never been anything but faithful to you and our pack," I declare.
"There's no way I can prove this now, but I know that in time you'll understand that I won't doubt you anymore. But I want something too."
I raise an eyebrow and nod.
"What is it?"
"I want to know you're staying. That you will accept your title back as Luna, and I want you to lead the pack with me again. I intend to give you authority over everything in the pack—soldiers, decisions, and budget. I want us to introduce a new law where Alpha and Luna have equal rights over lands, houses, and everything. You are too smart not to sha
Related chapters
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #78
Eve’s POV I was feeling exhausted, my body aching from the strenuous effort of the past two days spent helping to repair the damage at the Crescent Moon Packhouse. The aftermath of the attack had taken its toll on everyone, and both our pack and theirs were working tirelessly to rebuild. As I packed my belongings, preparing for our imminent return to America, I observed Amy walking past me. I marveled at how quickly she had bounced back from the recent turmoil. "To be honest, I can't wait to go. This whole ordeal got to me. Werewolves, attacks, competition. I'm dying for a long bath and a movie night, just the two of us," Amy remarked as she settled down beside me. "Me too," I admitted with a tired yet genuine smile. "Let's head downstairs. The car must be waiting for us already, and the flight is going to be long," I suggested, rising from my seat. Amy swiftly closed her suitcase, and together, we made our way towards
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #79
Eve’s POV When we finally arrived home, I made good on my promise to Amy, and we indulged in a movie night. It was a simple pleasure, but everything felt remarkably right. For the first time in a long while, I was genuinely happy. As we settled in, the comforting glow of the TV casting a warm ambiance, Amy finally broached the question I knew was coming. "Spill the details, Eve. What happened between you and Ryan?" she asked, her curiosity evident. I chuckled, realizing I had anticipated this interrogation. It was time to fill her in on the intricate details. "Well, you know how Ryan usually starts," I began, and Amy couldn't help but laugh. "Like an asshole?" she interjected, earning a smile from me. "No, this time it's different. He's still Ryan, but there's a change. He listens and genuinely tries to fix things. Of course, the occasional bout of alpha jealousy is still there, but we're working on it."
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #80
Eve’s POV:The next morning, Amy and I embarked on the journey to the pack house. The car ride was shrouded in an unusual silence, only broken by the rhythmic hum of the engine and the occasional crunch of candy."Are you nervous?" Amy's question punctuated the quiet, her hand dipping into a bag of M&M's.When Amy got nervous, chocolate was her go-to remedy. I stole a glance and noted that this was her second packet of M&M's; the third one, I suspected, was discreetly stowed away in the glove compartment."A little, how about you?" I replied, my grip on the steering wheel tight, my knuckles turning white. Despite my efforts, I couldn't seem to relax."I have a feeling I could gobble up at least three more of those packets," she confessed, her candor providing a small measure of comfort.My anxiety lingered, refusing to dissipate. I shook my head, attempting to shake off the tension that gripped me. It felt absurd; I was going home, so why was I so nervous?"Can we stop at a gas statio
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #81
Eve’s POVIt had been two long years since I stepped foot into the territory that was once my home, and the anticipation hung heavy in the air. I could almost taste the mix of anxiety and excitement, a strange cocktail that accompanied the prospect of facing my past.Amy stood beside me. "Ready for this, Eve?" she asked, her voice cutting through the early morning stillness.I nodded, my gaze fixed on the house. "As ready as I'll ever be."We walked towards the heart of the pack territory, where most of the houses and communal areas were. The sun was still high in the sky, but the warmth didn't reach the chill that seemed to have settled over the pack.First, I spotted Jake, one of my old buddies from the pack. We used to pull pranks together and laugh until our stomachs hurt. I flashed him a smile, but the moment he saw me, his expression turned from confusion to a mix of surprise and distrust. It was like I had grown two heads or something."Hey, Jake! Long time no see," I greeted,
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #82
Amy and I decided that meeting up with old friends was enough for today. We were both in a bad mood so we headed to Ryan's office.I missed him so much, especially now that I saw him less often; I couldn't wait to be with him.As soon as we entered, however, Amy stood in front of me with her hands on her hips."Hey, Alpha Ryan, mind explaining why no one in this whole dang pack knew about you planning to bring back Eve as Luna?" Amy shot straight, with no time for beating around the bush.Ryan, with his desk cluttered with papers, looked up, and his eyes met mine. I raised an eyebrow at him, a playful spark in my gaze."Well, hello to you too, Amy," he said with a half-smile, his eyes holding a warmth that eased the tension in the room.Amy wasn't going to let him off easy. "I heard you promised to make Eve Luna again once we are here. Well, we are here."Ryan sighed, a mix of exhaustion and resignation evident in his expression, as he put down his pen and gave us his full attention.
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #83
Cari’s POVTwo years agoYet another one of Luna's extravagant balls. Everything was impeccably perfect, as usual. I despised these events; they served as a constant reminder of how flawless her life appeared.The theme of the party was Moon Goddess, with everything bathed in white and silver to mimic the moon. Eve wore a stunning white dress that clung to her figure perfectly. Her hands, adorned with fine glitter, caught and reflected the moon's rays.She might as well have been the Moon Goddess personified. Ryan's unyielding gaze on her drove me insane. I clutched my cocktail glass so tightly, I wondered why it hadn't shattered yet.I hated her; she had it all, especially him. I had never desired anything more than Ryan. When I turned eighteen, my first order of business was to approach him, convinced he was my mate.The disappointment of finding no connection between us didn't deter me. He could have chosen me as his chosen mate, but when Eve came of age, he lost control.He marked
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #84
I woke up in the morning, the anticipation of the day ahead simmering beneath my skin. The first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow in my room.The room was bathed in a quiet stillness as I rose from the bed, my movements purposeful yet betraying the undercurrent of nerves. The floor felt cool beneath my feet as I made my way to the wardrobe. Today was the day – the day when the carefully woven threads of my plan would intertwine with fate.The clothes I chose carried an air of confidence, a deliberate choice to project an image of normalcy. Descending the staircase, each step echoed with a sense of determination.I headed to the common dining room where everyone was already gathered."Cari, you left early yesterday," remarked my brother Jackson the moment I took a sip from my coffee."I was tired," I replied casually, attempting to divert his attention.But Jackson wasn't easily deterred; he decided to press me further.“You basically spend the whole tim
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #85
The border loomed before me, a threshold between the familiar territory of the pack and the unknown realm where I was to meet the mysterious werewolf. The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the landscape. My heart thudded in my chest as I stepped hesitantly into the neutral ground. He was already there, waiting. His silhouette stood against the backdrop of the setting sun, a figure draped in shadows. As I approached, his eyes met mine, and a knowing smirk played on his lips. "So, you decided to come," he remarked, the hint of satisfaction evident in his voice. I squared my shoulders, my nerves masked by a facade of determination. "Let's get straight to the point. What do you want, and how can you help me?" He chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Impatient, aren't we? Patience is a virtue, my dear Cari." I clenched my fists, resisting the urge to snap back at him. "Cut the cryptic talk. I have things to do, and I don't trust easily." He circ
Latest chapter
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #94
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #93
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #92
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #91
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #90
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #89
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #88
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #87
Two Mates of the Rejected Luna #86
