All Chapters of The Luna's Rejected Assassin: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Waking up, I realise I am alone in the bed yet again, Alexander must have got out of bed ahead of me. He says it is because he hates to see how sad I look when he leaves but it hurts me more to wake up alone. I thought the point of having a mate was to never feel lonely again.He is overwhelmed with work as Alpha of this huge pack, following the battle with the Five Lakes Alpha’s everything turned upside down, including losing his father. These last months have shaken his confidence. Every decision he makes he worries will be the one that destroys his father’s legacy. It has been chaotic with the funeral, the coronation, strategic planning for the pack’s future, a never-ending list of things for a leader to do.My world has changed too. Now I am officially Luna I cannot just take off running or vanish into the library whenever I feel like it. The daily running of the castle has fallen to me, so I have my fair share of boring meetings to co

Things are going from bad to worse. Not only has Ivan written to confirm he is returning with Azalea in the next two weeks, but a new vision has also emerged.   The last time I had such a strangely specific recurring dream every element came true. The blue four-poster bed of Bram's room, my feet being dragged barefoot through the grass as I was rescued from the burning ballroom and the silver blade stained with ruby-red drops of blood. I would have lost Alexander that day if it hadn't been for those visions, it made me realise he was in danger and I managed to save him from being crushed. My heart was in my stomach as I wrote down the details, fighting the urge to throw up as I urgently scribbled the remnants of my memory.   -------- Bloods

The question hung in the air like a bad smell. Helena seemed surprised I didn't leap up at the bars like a pound dog snapping at her offer. Instead, I remained seated, silent. She forgets I have been the fool for someone else's plan before.   "Well?" she hissed quietly.    "I need to know more before I can make a decision," I replied coolly.   "The goblet I showed you and the man... is from a vision I've been having. The last time I had these visions it was the night of the ballroom fire...everything came true."   The ballroom fire. I had missed that bit of the evening, having been placed under arrest and escorted away by then. I did not see Bram, exposed for having blackmailed Helena into pretending they had a

It's been three days since Bella's escape and Alexander is furious. Every spare Beta, Omega and child, have been put on patrol, every town notified about her appearance and notoriety.   Late at night, when I am dressed for bed in my silk robe, Alexander finally returns from another meeting. Fyre warns me to swallow down my resentment at being left behind all day again.   He paced the plushly carpeted floor of our suite quickly, his face drawn and sullen. It reminds me of when he was banished and his mind was a mystery to me. When Bram persuaded Bella to murder Luna Grace he didn't just get rid of his mate, he pinned the blame on his brother so he could move up the line of succession.    As he silently sits at his desk I feel the tension building between us.

It's not like I'm directly disobeying Luna Helena's orders. I'll be keeping an eye out for this scarred psycho but starting as far as possible from White Forest. Twenty minutes after starting the bike I had my confidence but found myself heading south as fast as possible without stopping except for fuel. It was like an out of body experience, the route, the direction, everything just seemed right so I went with it, chasing the horizon. My conscience continuously gnawed at me, if I was to find this man surely I needed to be stopping in villages, taverns and asking some questions. The newfound taste of freedom was too sweet to give up though. As soon as the sun rose my escape would be known and my grey eyes and short dark hair would be distinctive enough for people to claim a reward on my head. So I rode. The sun shone and the nights were mellow, warm enough to sleep outdoors after all day tearing through the countryside. With the supplies in my bag, I could av