All Chapters of Doctor Luna was Rejected: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The battle raged with fierce intensity, growing more brutal with every passing second. Every member of Lawrence’s pack was deeply immersed in the fray, teeth bared, claws slicing through the air as they fought to protect their territory, the only objective in their minds.The howls of pain and growls of aggression echoed through the dense forest, filling the night air with a haunting symphony of survival."Do whatever it takes to stay alive! Every breath you take means another chance to fight!" The commandant roared, his voice cutting through the chaos as his wolves fanned out, surrounding their enemies in a deadly circle. The moon above bore witness to the carnage below as wolves launched themselves at one another, a brutal clash of strength and cunning. Blood stained the ground, but there was no time to reflect on the fallen; this was a battle where only the strongest would survive.Lawrence, as the Alpha, moved through the crowd with lethal precision, his eyes scanning the battlefi

Still, Lawrence hobbled through the camp, his bones protesting the fatigue of confrontation.It is in every step that a reminder of violation screams at him, and even the physical pain is less than the weight in his chest. He was a desperate man with the faces of his fallen warriors burned into his mind. The war was over but winning a war had demands from its victors.There was wincing of the injured and low voices of attendants to the wounded in the camp. Their lights showed red on the night as the few remaining burned the area covered with blood. Lawrence’s second in command, stood in front of him frowning.“Alpha,” He said using a low tone. "We've gathered the bodies. There are… something the company has lost later than we estimated.”Lawrence narrowed his eyes, gritting through the words that tumbled from his lips as he stared out at the camp. The smell that everyone was decaying, fear was visible in the eyes of his species, and the pain in his comrades’ bodies were things he wa

Bella's frustration swelled like a brewing storm as she observed from a distance. Lawrence stood close to Camilla, his hands resting on her shoulders, their bodies almost touching in an embrace.She had thought he was there for her. For once, he noticed her as his wife. She wasn’t technically his wife but the mother of his child. So he thought.The sight ignited a fierce anger within Bella. She clenched her fist as she stared at them. She wanted to tear Camilla apart.Whatever she had been planning had to come to pass. She couldn't disappoint the ones who put so much trust in her. The job needed to be carried out.She couldn't stand there and just watch them embrace themselves and act like she wasn't there.“You think you've won.” She thought to herself as she stared at Camilla with so much rage in her heart.Her fists tightened as she turned sharply and walked away angrily.As she walked, she thought of different schemes to drive them apart. Bella was no stranger to manipulation and

The morning was cold and grey, an unsettling silence enveloping the packhouse as thick clouds drifted across the sky. Inside the grand estate, Camilla stood by the window of her shared bedroom with Lawrence, absentmindedly tracing the condensation on the glass.Her heart felt heavier every day that passed by. The issue she had with the pack members, George's surgery, and now the rumours. Everything was just too big for her. And she wasn't feeling too good about the morning.Downstairs, Bella paced back and forth. Her eyes went sharply scanning every detail of the room as she thought of a way to execute what she had in mind.Her plan was dangerous, even devious, but desperate times called for desperate measures.Her son sat at the breakfast table, unaware of the treacherous thoughts brewing in his mother’s mind.He was Lawrence’s son, the rightful heir—she had always told herself that, but reality gnawed at her insides every time she looked at him.He wasn't Lawrence's biological son;

Camilla sat on the chair where she was left alone after Lawrence had gone. She could hear the guards talking from the other side. But the only thing that came to her mind was how all of these happened. It was just a beautiful morning, in less than twenty-four, and she was accused of murder. A child murder.The accusation against her was so sudden that she had no idea what was going on. “Poison?” The word left her mouth and she thought of how she could even get a hold of one“Poisoning a child?”It was unimaginable to her.Yet, here she was. In jail. Accused of something so despicable. It made her feel sick.She rubbed her hands all over her face trying to breathe. Everything wasn't going her way at all.“Who?” she whispered. . “Who could have possibly done this?”She racked her brain, thinking of every moment leading up to the incident. He was fine. Then she served him his food along with Gia and George. He began to have a seizure.She knew she was in big trouble. Everything seemed