All Chapters of Rejected And Betrayed: Chasing My Luna Back.: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

EVEYLN"I have a good news," Winnie said, her voice trembling slightly. She hesitated, fidgeting with the hem of her jacket.I turned to her, raising an eyebrow. "More good news? Sounds great to me," I said with a small smile, trying to match her excitement.Her smile grew, but instead of replying, she slipped off her brown jacket. Turning her back to me, she let it drop to the floor, revealing something I never expected.My breath caught. My eyes widened, and I clapped a hand over my mouth as I jumped to my feet.There, on her shoulder blade, was a mark—one I recognized instantly.I stammered, my voice shaky. "Alpha Reuben?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as she nodded enthusiastically. Her happiness was contagious, I couldn’t help but feel happy for her too. She was already his mate; their bond was sealed.I sank back into my chair, still trying to process everything, while she sat beside me. Her expression softened as she began to explain.“It all started when he saved m

JOHN“At first, he looked scared when he tried to push us,” he began, his voice steady but laced with bitterness. “I was the one who fought back before he fell to the ground.”“So, he was paid to do it?” I asked, leaning in.He nodded slowly, confirming my suspicion.Of course, someone had paid him. But who? Diane, right? She was the only one ruthless enough to pull something like this off. Her motive was clear—make Evelyn lose the project so it could be handed over to her brother, the same brother who had been desperately fighting for it before.Wait… Diane’s brother. Benjamin.Where the hell is that guy?I placed my hands firmly on the car, my thoughts racing, when Andrew cleared his throat, snapping me back to reality.“So, should we head to the construction site?” Andrew asked, glancing at me. I nodded. “Yes.” We climbed into the car and zoomed off. The ride was quiet, almost too quiet, as if the weight of the situation hung over both of us. When we arrived, I wasted no time a

EVELYN POVEven after all this time, coming back to this pack still stirs something deep inside me, a connection I wish I didn’t have. It feels like the ground remembers me. Leaving wasn’t easy. Even with Harriet in the hospital, it took me two days to pack. I made time because I had no choice. This wasn’t just another visit, it was something I couldn’t ignore. My Harry was in danger.Ahead, John’s car led the way, winding through familiar roads. He insisted on taking the lead, and I let him. Not because I didn’t remember the way I did but because he needed to feel in control. So I stayed quiet and let him.From the backseat, I caught glimpses of pack members turning their heads, trying to see into my car. The tinted windows kept me hidden. But I could feel their curiosity pressing against the glass, their need to know who had come with their Alpha.We stopped in front of a villa, a two-story building with walls so polished they looked newly built. The place felt untouched, like no on

EVEYLNThe moment we arrived at the villa, we rushed toward the commotion at the gate. Six men stood there, their tense stances making it clear they weren’t welcome. The guards had blocked their path, refusing to let them in.One was about to enter like he was trying again but the guard their shook his head, his hands still spread across the gate.Andrew stepped forward, his voice sharp. "And who the hell are you?" he demanded, eyes narrowing as we got closer.The men didn’t back down, but their heated glares bore down to those guards. I studied their faces carefully, and then it hit me, I recognized one of them. As if sensing it, they all shifted their attention to me, lowering their heads in respect. Not to John, who stood tall beside me, but to me alone."They say they’re from the NightShade Pack, Alpha," one of John’s warriors said, his tone laced with sarcasm, meanwhile John scoffed like he understood what the situation was. Of course, I already knew too that they were here beca

EVEYLNThe strong, scent of herbs and burning incense filled the air as we stepped into the Pack Witch’s cavern. It was filled with old skulls, bones and oil carrying the echoes of old rituals and quiet prayers to the Moon Goddess. This was a sacred place where sacrifices were made, secrets were shared, and the pack sought guidance from forces beyond our understanding.John and I sat on a long, worn bench, the softness of hare fur beside us. He leaned in and murmured, suggesting we summon her instead. I shook my head, firm. "No, we go to her. That’s how it’s done." As Alpha, he had the power to command otherwise, but tradition still mattered to me, at least.The old woman’s sharp eyes locked onto my son like daggers. He kept his head down, avoiding her stare. I could understand what he was feeling at that moment, the unease. It wasn’t surprising, there was something unsettling about the Pack Witch’s gaze, her brows furrowed but her eyes were wide.Pack witch's eyes are always like tha