All Chapters of Broken Luna-Rejected And Reclaimed: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

WINTER POV"My lady!" Jude exclaimed, rushing towards me. I shook my head, signalling him to halt."I've got this!" I yelled."Whoever stands in my way shall die!" Gloria roared, her voice brimming with fury."Likewise for me," I declared, gripping my dagger tightly.I aimed my dagger at her, noting that she, too, wielded a weapon. Its origin mattered little to me; I focused on disarming her without causing harm. Yet, it was evident that Gloria desired to kill me.The battle continued, and fatigue weighed heavily on my muscles, making my limbs feel sluggish, but I didn't yield. In a moment of determination, I managed to disarm Gloria, knocking her weapon aside and pinning her down. She thrashed beneath me, her eyes blazing with wrath, her voice an animalistic growl."You think you can stop me?! You foolish child!" she spat, venom dripping from her words.I held her gaze unwaveringly. "I don't care how powerful you may be right now; I can and will stop you!"Gloria's laughter cut throug

WINTER'S POVI had lost track of time, crying on the floor until the sound of knocking and Linda's voice snapped me back to reality. Wincing, I stood up and rubbed my numb backside.Dragging myself towards the bathtub, I tested the water's temperature with my leg before easing in. The lukewarm water embraced my body, providing a fleeting sense of solace amidst the storm raging within me. I closed my eyes, allowing the water to soothe my weary muscles and wash away the exhaustion that consumed me, both physically and emotionally.For a brief moment, my eyes fluttered shut, and Slade's image invaded my mind. Memories of our first encounter flooded back—the moment he had rescued me from Kendall and Summer. His captivating smile, the way his eyes gazed at me, and the subtle flirts he would send my way, claiming me as his, even when no one else was watching.I missed it all. The more I reminisced about him, the more impossible it seemed to let go. I couldn't. Slade would forever remain a p

RAFAEL'S POVI had seen her before. It wasn't the first time she appeared before me. Her waist-length white hair, paired with big blue eyes that widened with each word she spoke, along with the captivating scent that surrounded her, all added to her irresistible allure. There was an air of authority about her that drew me in. She was undeniably gorgeous, surpassing even the images I had seen of her in my dreams.Yet, what puzzled me was why she stood before me now. Could she be the Bride mentioned in the prophecy? The one who would aid me in reclaiming all that I had lost? However, she wasn't the type of she-wolf I had anticipated. She belonged to a pack—a fucking pack. I didn't know her personally, but mentioning Rachel made me realise who she was."I'm Winter Hall," she said, her big blue eyes gazing at me, her chin tilted defiantly. Even her stubbornness made her incredibly sexy. "I am the Luna Queen of the Moonstone Pack." Her eyes briefly glanced down before meeting my gaze again.

WINTER'S POVJess's words kept echoing in my head. I had always known that Rafael was a tyrannical ruler; his reputation preceded him. But I never imagined that he had killed his mate. I had also never known about the curse that plagued him until now. In contrast, Slade was nothing like that. While one could argue that he was cursed, he wasn't mad, nor was he a murderer of his spouse. Slade was loving—the kind of mate anyone would wish for, and..."You still need to get dressed," a voice interrupted my thoughts.Startled, I turned around to see who had entered. My eyes widened as I recognised my mother standing by the room door. When did she arrive? I must have been so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice her presence."Winter," she said, walking further into the room."Mother," I replied, stepping into her embrace. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes for a moment before opening them again."I'm sorry...""Why?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Leading me to the bed, she gently sa

WINTER'S POVThe following day, the sound of footsteps jerked me awake from my slumber. Groaning, I sat up in bed and ran a hand through my hair, which I was sure must look like a bird's nest by now.I closed my eyes, feeling a throbbing in my head, before glancing around the room. It was the first time I took in my surroundings since entering yesterday. I found myself in a master suite with minimal furnishings. While it may have appeared plain, it still exuded an air of grandeur and elegance. The walls were painted in a subdued shade of brown, adding to the overall ambience.There was only one large window in the room, providing the only source of light at the moment, as only one chandelier illuminated the space. I must have overlooked it last night due to my eagerness to escape Rafael, even though my attempt had been futile.My ears perked up as I heard footsteps approaching, followed by Rafael's voice drawing nearer to the room. I patted the spot where he had slept last night, real