All Chapters of The Rejected Luna: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

CHAPTER 7 – JANEHis words reverberate in my head and I can't believe we're back to this. Can't say I didn't see it coming. But I thought my life had gotten better than this. How wrong I was!Still, I refuse to give in to his intimidation and threats. I almost didn't survive it when I went with him years back. Why would I wanna take that route again?"Go to hell," I say to his face, spitting on it. "How dare you?!" He growls, numbing my face with a resounding slap.Something dies inside of me at the impact and I think it's my strong will. I'm back to tears and I'm desperately trying to mind-link Vishal. "Amber, please," I try to nudge my wolf back to consciousness. I can only mind-link Vishal if she's active.But she says nothing and it seems she's dead or something. I scowl at Richard with my tear-filled eyes."What have you done to me wolf?!" "I told you already –""You monster!" I go berserk, kicking him. He moves away, running his fingers through his hair."Tune it down, Jane,"

CHAPTER 9 – RICHARD"Master," The servant standing outside my study door bowed, as she opened the door.I go through the door, slamming it shut and locking it from the inside. The last thing I need right now is any form of intrusion.The young mage who was seated on the small couch stands at the sight of me. She's dressed in the ancient outfit of the cave Mages. Her black coak has a hood that covers her hair. She takes it off and bows."You sent for me," She says softly, with a courtesy smile."Yes, I did. Have a seat," I gesture at the couch and she sits. I sit on a different couch, and there's a small table between us.The Mages gave me my powers and in return, I let them roam half of the packs I conquered. I owe them everything I have, and they owe me so much too. That's the only reason they can honor my invitation on such short notice.Flair is one of the youngest and pretty good in dark spells. And she's visited here more than the others, so it's kinda relaxing with her. We're q

CHAPTER 11 - RICHARDThe repeated knock on the door snaps me out of my deep slumber. My eyes flutter in a rush and my gaze hits the exquisite light from the chandelier hanging from the ceiling.I sit up, squinting my eyes from the sun rays that infiltrated the window. It takes a moment to get a grip and try analyzing where the hell I am.The room looks nothing like the room in the castle I share with Lucy. This room is a whole lot bigger and the design is top-notch. It emits a strong sophistication that I've never seen.The bedsheet is made of the finest silk I've ever seen. The room is ten times bigger than the usual rooms in werewolf packs. The bed is thrice the size of my usual bed and the decor of the room is quite a sight. Nothing like what I'm used to.My gaze travels through the walls and there are a couple of my portraits placed side by side. I looked…different, almost unrecognizable. Where the hell am I?I feel something in my hand and I look down to see what it is I'm holdin

CHAPTER 13 - RICHARD"I asked for a world where I can be with Jane again. I never said anything about meeting Ray or my family. What the hell is going on?" I demand sharply."It's a whole different world, Richard. And maybe here, you and Ray had a fallout and your family is dead. But there, I think it's all different…" she explains calmly."Yeah. Fucking different. Ray is my best friend -slash-work buddy-slash-Beta. And my father and brothers are all alive. How the hell am I supposed to deal with that?" The fact that this whole crazy idea came from my head doesn't excuse its absurdity. I don't want to go through the trauma of dealing with my overly-demanding and stuck-up father. Or the competition of trying to beat my other brothers.I went through that shit once, it fucked me up, and I killed them all. I don't wanna do that again. She sighs, going over to sit on an ancient chair that looks like a throne."My sisters will be here soon so let's be quick. We've got a ritual."Well, t

CHAPTER 15 - JANEAn uncomfortable silence stirs in the office as neither of us says a word to the other. I'm seated on one of the swivel chairs for visitors. I'm not a bit relaxed and I can't even figure out why. It's not my first time coming in here. But today, it feels like a first, and odd.Maybe because I had to lock the door, and how calmly he'd been, and how he'd smiled at me too. Maybe it was the aura swirling in the room, or maybe I was just overthinking things. I don't know. I'm just really uncomfortable. I wish I could just leave.It's even worse that he demands me but still has his gaze fixed on the files. He has not spoken a word after he asked me to sit. Now I'm wondering if that had been a mistake. Should I just excuse myself? Wouldn't that be rude?"Sir," I clear my throat, needing to get his attention. His brown eyes shoot up and linger, just a little below my face. I follow his gaze and it falls on my cleavage, popping out from the few unlocked buttons in my button-f