All Chapters of Doctor Luna was Rejected: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Lawrence strode purposefully towards the arena, his steps firm despite the unease that gnawed at him. The long-awaited moment had finally arrived: the victor of the match had emerged, a gamma wolf whose triumph was marked by a raised hand from the referee and the roar of cheers of the crowd. Yet, Lawrence's relief was tempered by doubt—was this truly the right choice for the position? Does he really deserve to take this position?As Lawrence entered the arena, a profound silence fell over the crowd. The cheers and clamour that had filled the air moments before evaporated, replaced by an expectant hush. The eyes of every spectator turned towards him, their anticipation hanging heavy in the air. Lawrence surveyed the sea of faces briefly before beginning his address.“You have all witnessed today’s events,” Lawrence began, his voice carrying the weight of authority. “You can attest to the fact that this man has earned the right to lead the Gamma clan.” He paused, casting a fleeting bu

The man took a step back from Maxwell's crumpled form, his gaze fixed intently on the fallen leader as he groaned in agony on the cold ground where he left him for life to drain out of Maxwell. With a satisfied sneer, he turned away, heading back toward his own men, his posture exuding triumph.The rest of the beta wolves’s entourage, now visibly on edge, shuffled nervously, their earlier confidence wavering in the face of Maxwell’s apparent defeat. They braced themselves, readying for whatever might come next, their leader’s incapacitation casting a shadow of uncertainty over their ranks.As the man approached his own group, their eyes darted between Maxwell's prone form and their leader’s retreating back, unease palpable in the tense air. The man was about to rejoin his comrades when a sudden, unexpected voice cut through the tension, stopping him in his tracks."I guess you missed," Maxwell's voice rang out, laced with a smirk. He had somehow managed to rise from the ground, his

"They must have taken care of the beta wolves by now," Albert muttered, more to himself than to Jane. His eyes scanned the crowd again. But he couldn’t see anything—just shadows of men, whispers of movement. "Have they?" he asked finally, turning back to Jane. His voice was low, tinged with a newfound sense of calm, though his mind still buzzed with tension. "Did your men handle the situation like you said they would?"Jane stepped a little closer, her presence almost comforting, yet there was always that lingering air of mystery about her. She, too, glanced out at the group of people there, but unlike Albert, she didn’t seem worried. She was relaxed, confident even. "They’ve done what needed to be done," she replied coolly. "But remember, Albert, this is only the beginning. The choices we make now will ripple through everything that’s to come."Albert felt the weight of her words settle heavily on him. He knew there was no turning back, no undoing the decisions that had been made.

"Maybe they're already busy with the job," Jane muttered under her breath, frustration bubbling up after several failed attempts to reach Drew on the phone. Each call had gone unanswered, leaving her to wonder if her instructions were being carried out. After a moment of contemplation, she decided there was no point in continuing to call. Drew and the team were likely in the middle of executing the plan she had assigned them. It wasn't like Drew to leave her hanging unless something significant was happening; she and Drew had known each other for quite some time now, so she understands already.With a sigh, Jane finally let the phone drop to her side, her gaze shifting across the room to where Bella stood, poised by the window. Bella had been silently watching the world outside, her sharp eyes scanning the horizon. The tension between them was palpable, though unspoken. They didn't need to exchange words to understand that Drew’s silence wasn’t a cause for panic. They knew each other

“I'll leave you with Luke, the new Zega of the pack. The two of you can strategise and come up with a stronger plan. Your wealth of knowledge will undoubtedly guide the decisions you make concerning this war,” Lawrence said to Mr. Charis, his voice filled with a mix of respect and confidence. Luke, who was now standing beside them, nodded in agreement, knowing the responsibility now rested heavily on his shoulders.The discussion between Lawrence, Luke, and Mr. Charis had been both insightful and heartfelt, bringing a brief sense of calm to an otherwise grim situation. Despite the looming war, the presence of Mr. Charis offered Lawrence a rare moment of peace. For the first time in days, he found solace in knowing that his trusted advisors were handling the weighty details of the impending battle. With this reassurance, he allowed himself to momentarily set aside the tension and focus on something—someone—far more precious—maybe Camilla and his family.As Lawrence left the training a