All Chapters of Rejected Luna: Royal blood : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The pack had just finished training, and I was worn out, but there was no mistaking the challenge in her voice. The way she stood there, with her arms crossed and a smug look on her face, told me this wasn’t just about a simple sparring match. She wanted something more—she wanted to humiliate me in front of the entire pack. I took a deep breath and turned to face her. “Alright,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “Let’s do it.” A murmur spread through the pack as everyone began to gather around us. I could feel their eyes on me, some curious, others skeptical. After everything that had happened, after the whole pack discovered I was wolfless—or so they thought—this was the last thing I needed. But I couldn’t back down now, not when Cassandra was practically daring me to fight her. Cassandra stepped into the sparring circle, moving with a grace that spoke of years of training. She smiled at me, but it was more of a smirk, like she knew something I didn’t. “Don’t worry,” she sai

Rollin's POV After everything that had happened between us in the woods, I carefully picked Emily up in my arms, cradling her close as I carried her back to her place. Her breathing was steady, her body relaxed and warm against mine, completely at peace after our mating. I felt a deep, instinctual satisfaction knowing that she was mine, and I would do anything to protect her. The night was quiet as I walked through the trees, the only sound being the rustle of leaves beneath my feet and the soft sighs Emily made as she slept. I was mindful of her every movement, ensuring that she was as comfortable as possible. It felt right, carrying her like this—like she belonged in my arms. When we finally reached her quarters, I gently pushed the door open and stepped inside, moving quietly so as not to disturb her sleep. I laid her down on the bed, carefully pulling the blanket over her. She stirred slightly, her fingers twitching as if reaching for me even in her sleep. The sight brought a t

Rollins' POV I paused... I looked at Cassandra, who was seated with a smug expression, clearly expecting a judgment that would favor her. But I had a different plan in mind. “Cassandra,” I called out, my voice commanding attention. “Step forward.” Cassandra’s eyes flickered with surprise, but she quickly masked it as she stood and approached me. There was an air of anticipation among the pack, everyone waiting to see what I would do next. As she stood before me, I reached out and took her arm. She stiffened slightly, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. “Rollins, what are you doing?” she asked, her voice laced with unease. Ignoring her question, I began to unravel the bandage wrapped around her forearm. The room fell into a hush, the only sound being the soft rustle of the fabric as I unwound it. Cassandra glanced at the elders, a flicker of panic in her eyes, but I continued, my movements deliberate. The elders exchanged glances, clearly confused and starting to grow conc

Emily's POV Everything felt like a blur. One moment, I was a nobody in the pack, rejected and alone, and now, I was the Luna. It was overwhelming, but as I stood in front of Rollins, the weight of it all seemed to disappear. His eyes were locked on mine, filled with an intensity that made my heart race. When he returned from his meeting with Liam, I could see the worry in his eyes, but when he looked at me, it softened. “Come with me,” he said, his voice gentle but firm. We walked in silence to the quarters, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts. Once inside, I couldn’t help but ask, “Is everything okay?” Rollins turned to me, his gaze intense and filled with emotion. “All that matters to me right now is you, Emily,” he said softly, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. Before I could respond, he closed the distance between us, his lips capturing mine in a kiss that was both tender and hungry. His hands moved to my back, finding the zipper of my gown and slowly pulling it d

Rollins's POV After my conversation with Emily, my mind was in turmoil. Her revelation about her dreams and the color of her wolf had shaken me more than I wanted to admit. There was something about it that felt deeply unsettling, like a storm brewing on the horizon. I needed time to think, to figure out what this all meant, and I needed advice from someone I trusted. I told Emily to keep what she had shared to herself for now. “Don’t mention this to anyone,” I said, my voice firmer than I intended. “Not until we understand what’s happening.” She nodded, her eyes filled with concern. “It's alright, Rollins. I won’t.” I left her in the room, her presence lingering in the air as I made my way to the place I often went when I needed to clear my head our pack’s strategy room. A space where the highest-ranking members of the pack would meet to discuss matters of importance. The room was dimly lit, with maps and plans scattered across a large wooden table. It was a place for decisio