All Chapters of The Alpha's Rejected Luna: Mommy, Please Take Daddy Back : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

22Rhoda's POV:Why did mason had to butt in at the worst of all times?! I was so damn close to teaching that silly little omega a huge lesson! All It would have taken was one clean swipe to remove her eyes from her head."Argh!" I screamed out, kicking a punching bag so hard. I had to take out my frustrations somehow, and what better way to do that than in a fucking gym?!"She's going to pay for this! For embarrassing me this way in front of everyone!" I seethed in anger, my face completely dark with rage, my hands curled into tight fiats.Mason. For goodness sake why did he have to butt in?! And why now?! He's never shown any interest in any of my fights before. He lets me be, he let's me pummel whoever I want to pummel into the damned ground. Why did he stand up for Violet?! what is so special about that hussy?! Throwing a succession of kicks and blows at the punching bag, I imagined it was Violet's face being assaulted with my fists. If mason had interrupted I'm pretty sure she w

RHODAI knew something was off the moment Nicole insisted on meeting me at the garden, where of course no on rarely goes .It was night, at around nine pm, and if course it was risky for us out there."Hurry up with what you have to say," peering around to see if someone was coming I ordered her.Nicole looked around as well, and then cleared her throat.“Well, I did a little digging on Violet and found some things that just don’t add up,” she said, her eyes fixed on me. “A young girl lived with Charlotte, registered under the name of Aria, but now she’s using Violet.” Nicole paused, her lips drawn in a tight line.“This could be either Charlotte hiding her, or she’s a spy sent to our pack.”A chill ran down my spine, and the blood drained from my face.Tense silence that even a pin drop could be heard.Nicole was right, if a young girl had lived with Charlotte before, then who was Violet. I had suspected as much, but hearing it aloud made it real."Did you do find out anything about

VIOLETI couldn't be less excited. I was resuming work this morning at Mason's company. Of course, it was my first day, and I was as nervous as the word itself.A nervous flutter filled my stomach as I surveyed my limited wardrobe options. No matter how hard I tried to find an outfit that screamed professional, I came up short. With only a few pieces from my former pack, I couldn't help but feel anxious about my first day at Mason's company.A shopping spree was certainly on the agenda, but I couldn't afford it just yet. My plan to leave the pack was top secret, and I didn't want to draw any attention to myself by splurging on a new wardrobe.Resigned, I grabbed the clothes that seemed the most business-like, even if they weren't perfect. I hoped my enthusiasm and hard work would make up for my less-than-stellar outfit.Present at Mason's company, I kinda found my way out with the description I was provided, and here I was standing just a few meters away from him. "You arrive quite e

I was worried about Rhoda's threat, but that didn't stop me from going to work. I needed the money; my future depended on it—not just mine alone. My baby's too."It's morning, and you seem to be dozing off," Xavier's voice caught me off guard. I flinched and then looked up at him."I wasn't dozing off," I protested, blinking my eyes rapidly. "I was just trying to sort out this file."Xavier sighed. "She did it again?" He was referring to Maya.I nodded reluctantly."Just send some over. I'll help you with them. I don't know why she's so bent on making life hell for you," he offered, his voice laced with concern."She just hates me," I retorted, shaking my head in frustration."Hey, Violet!" that familiar, annoying voice snarled. Rhoda. What does she want from me now? She closed the door behind her as she walked to the table where I sat."I need to talk to you!" Her eyes narrowed, and her lips curled into a smirk.Conversations with Rhoda were always about Mason, and right now, I didn'

FIVE YEARS LATER VIOLET I stepped out of my car, my black boot clicking on the ground. The dark shades I wore shielded my eyes from the morning sun's glare. The guards in front of me bowed respectfully, knowing fully well who I was. Sophia Crane! A name that rings bells in everyone's ears, a name I've built for five years. A name that depicts success. "Good morning, Ms. Crane," Claire, my secretary, said as she collected my bag from me, giving a light bow. A satisfied smirk formed on my lips as I heard the whispers of those who had spotted me. Just my name put things in order. "What's my schedule for today, Claire?" The weekend had been a busy one, and Monday should be no exception. “We have a busy day ahead. Your 10 a.m. meeting with Mr. Lance has been pushed back to 11, but the 2 p.m. meeting with the board remains as scheduled.” “Excellent,” I replied, slipping off my sunglasses. “Let’s make sure we’re ready for both. What about the investors?” “They’ll be here at 4,” Clai