All Chapters of The Rejected Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I can tell you the exact moment when everything in my life began to crash and burn. The time when everything came tumbling down and I no longer knew what I stood for. The familiar became the foreign and I was left with nowhere to go and no one to run to.It all happened when my best friend and boyfriend chose his mate… by himself, tossing me to the curb like I was nothing more than a piece of crap to him from the very beginning.Michael and I had been a thing for most of my life. We started off as friends in kindergarten, and when we became early teenagers, we turned into best friends.When I turned fifteen, the feeling of friendship quickly blossomed into romance. He asked me to be his girlfriend and I accepted, and ever since then, we became inseparable.Everyone who knew us knew that we were a thing, and in this small pack of ours, it was impossible for anyone not to know us. I clung to him like a vice, almost suffocating him with love but did he ever complain?Hell no!Michael happ

Aurora’s POV“I love it here! I could live in this moment forever!” I screamed drunkenly, smiling when the loud music drowned out my loud voice.Jasmine and I giggled as the waiter popped two shots of tequila in front of us. As it stood, we were already on our eleventh shots and we were crazy drunk but we didn’t want to stop, not when it was a lot more fun here than in our different realities.After the shocking revelation of Jasmine’s and Trevor’s sour love life, she had decided that we came here to forget, and that was what we intended to do!We both gulped down our shots, laughing hysterically as the liquid burned its way down our chests to our stomachs and as soon as it hit our guts, we jumped up, screaming like crazy banshees as we ran to the dance floor.For the first time in my life, I felt free, I lived freely and danced freely… all on my terms. Because Jasmine and I had gone on our own, we had no dance partners and decided to dance with each other instead.The chilly December

Aurora’s POV One thing I noticed as I made my way to the open field was the looks of disdain that members of my pack threw at me as I walked past.This was quite fascinating because only a few days ago, I was quite the envy of a lot of girls. Many flocked around me to be my friend because deep down, they also knew that Michael and I were going to end up together.The memory filled me this time with a bittersweet feeling, but then every ounce of sweetness immediately left my body when I heard the snide comment Ariana threw at me.“A cheap whore is what she is!” She snapped, causing the girls gathered around her to laugh, but then I ignored them as I went to stand by a corner, praying that this gathering would quickly come to an end.My heart began to race when I overheard some girls talking about Ariana’s first sex with Michael.“It’s why he took her with him when he stormed out of the party last night!” One exclaimed, causing me to feel hot as the memories rushed back into my head. I

Chapter SixAurora’s POV:My eyes slowly fluttered open. Even that small action seemed to require a lot of effort. Heck! I was feeling quite drowsy and I could sense a little headache pounding away at the back of my head.As I became aware of my surroundings, the fact that I was lying on what might be “The world’s comfiest bed,” registered in my thoughts. I could lay here forever. But first things first, Where am I? I slowly got up and noticed a wide window to the side. Looking out the window, I was met with a magnificent view of nature. I’d recognize Lake Victoria and the luscious green grass surrounding it anywhere. And there was only one building that could offer such a close-up view of the lake, The Pack House.I gasped as soon as I realized I was in one of the exclusive rooms in the Pack House. Judging by the exquisite furniture, this might be one of the best rooms in the entire house. Rooms like these were usually reserved for visiting Alphas. Alpha... Alpha... Alpha Gerald. O

CHAPTER 8Aurora’s POV:When I stomped out, I found Alpha Gerald in our living room. He looked quite tense and for a minute, I could swear that I saw a flicker of fear pass through his eyes when he caught sight of me.I was too late though because before I could make sense of what I had seen, he had straightened himself… and his expression up… and now was presently staring back at me with just as much curiosity as I did.“Hi,” I sighed.“Hello,” he responded calmly, sounding shy.I briefly thought about whether I should start calling him father now but after pondering over it for a few seconds, I shook my head. I was quite certain that he might be my father, heck, my mom’s admission and his looks were all the evidence I needed to confirm that we truly were related but I didn’t know if he wanted us or whether he had abandoned me, thus leading us to this very unfortunate situation. Right now, I had a few theories about what could have led to us being separated and he was the bad guy in