Todos los capítulos de The Rejected Luna: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Things were good between Rae and Keegan. Their relationship was better than ever and there were days when she woke up with a full heart and a smile gracing her lips. She was genuinely happy. She felt happier than ever. In all her life, she couldn't remember being more content with a decision that she had made. Accepting the fact that she had feelings for him changed, essentially, everything for her. It was a weight off her shoulders. But the closer they got to the date of the invasion, the more she worried. It was beginning to terrify her. Despite Keegan's confidence, a fight was a fight. There would be bloodshed and the unexpected should always be expected. He could find that the pack he knew had strengthened somehow and his few males wouldn't be enough. He got all the information from his friend but what if she was wrong? What if she was working with Negan against him? There were a lot of possibilities. A lot could go wrong. He could get hurt. What would she do then? How would sh

The air outside was cool. Rae was tired of staying inside the caravan. The space was too confined to even think. No, especially to think. Keegan wasn't back and she was exhausted of waiting anxiously for his return. Despite everything he said, she was still worried and hadn't changed her mind. She didn't know if it was stubbornness but the feeling was stronger than her and essentially out of her control. She was too worried about the whole affair, almost unnaturally so. She went from being optimistic to not being able to see how the whole thing would even work out. She saw Keegan dying in her mind's eye over and over again. Sometimes by Negan's hand. It was torture and she wished she could shut her brain down even if only for a couple of hours. Rae banged the back of her head against the caravan in frustration. The whole thing was unstoppable. No amount of complaining and crying would put a stop to it. Keegan would go, and she either had to side with him or not. She wished she cou

Rae ran until she felt her heart beating in her mouth. The only thing that would stop her would be if it detached from her chest somehow and fell to the ground. She would stomp on it accidentally as she ran and drop to the floor when it was completely crushed. Like a sack of potatoes. It was a morbid and nonsensical thought but it was how far she was willing to go to reach Keegan. She wasn't totally sure why she was so adamant about reaching him. She didn't know if it was for support anymore or to show him that she was perfectly capable of going to him and ensuring whatever war he was waging on StonePaw. It was stubbornness, the purest kind. How dare he decide for her? She made her own decisions. If he had consulted her and explained, maybe she would have opted to stay behind, but he decided for her and that was out of the question. It was unacceptable. She would show him what she was capable of even if it killed her. There were no footsteps behind her but she refused to relax. He c

StonePaw was just as she remembered it. The interior of the house hadn’t been changed a bit. She was unintentionally reminded of the time when she first visited the prestigious pack house. Her first thought was the the decor was tasteful. Everything about it was stylish, from the color combinations to the furniture. She was only sixteen then, so she was easily impressed. As she grew older, she began seeing the flaws with a more keen eye. She told herself that when she became Luna, she would make the necessary changes. She fantasized about having the most stylish pack house in their region. Everyone would talk about it. She would be admired for her work and Negan would be proud of her. It was a childish dream. Decor didn't matter. Nothing did apart from the influence that she would have on her pack and the impression she would make. Besides, where would she find the material to redecorate the pack house? They were hard to find, perhaps even harder than finding food and clothing and ot

So Negan knew that Keegan was behind the attack. Rae could only stare at him with her eyes wide. She thought that he didn't have any clue about that. It confused her even more because it didn't explain why he was accusing her of Kara's death. Did he know she was with Keegan this entire time? Was that why?Negan drummed his fingers against the tabletop. He did so absentmindedly. Rae watched him do it with a tense body. Her mind was racing. She didn't know what the right move was. Tell him about Keegan? She couldn't do that. It didn't matter what he said. It wasn’t much of a choice that he was giving her. He had changed overnight. He wasn’t even the grieving man she saw beside Kara’s grave. In his eyes, she saw all his hatred. He was thirsty for revenge. “Still not talking, are you?” he said, tilting his head. Looking at his face, she wondered what the hell she ever saw in him. “I didn’t do it,” she finally said. “I didn’t kill Kara.”“That’s not what I asked you,” he saids sharply