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Rebirth of the Lycan’s Luna
The rejection -1
Ava’s POV
The air was heavy with tension as the Harvest Festiyal reached its height. The pack was buzzing with excitement, but I felt none of it. I stood at the edge of the clearing, my heart racing beneath my chest with anticipation. This night would change everything.
Unlike in my past life, when I was treated less, I was dressed with cap this time. My silver hair flowed down my back, and my simple dress hugged my form, making me feel strong, not invisible. wasn’t the broken girl I had been. I was no longer the nobody who let her life spiral out of control.
And then there was him.
I could feel eyes on me, his eyes, intense, dark, and piercing. From across the clearing, the Lycan King stood tall among the crowd, his presence unmistakable even in his simplicity. Raphael Axel. That’t known him by name when we first met on the pack territory, but I had recognized something in his voice, something that awoke hope deep inside me, why he was at pack’s territory, L do not know.
Now, every time I glanced his way, his gaze was already waiting for me. It somehow messed with my mind. His eyes were so daring and unnerving as if he sees only me and no one else. It sent shivers down my spine.
“He is hot.” Maya rumbled in my mind. “I thought you said to stay away from him.” I teased her. “Of course I did, still he is fine like hot sauce.” Could my wolf be in heat? I almost Taughed at my silly question.
My thoughts were interrupted by the ceremony as the pack’s elders introduced the new pups to the crowd. There were cheers and applause, but my mind was elsewhere, focused on what was to come. This was the moment finally got my freedom from Landon. My chance to break free from the chains that bound me to Landon and his nauseous control.
The crowd’s attention shifted towards Landon as he rose to his feet, his posture straight and proud. He was smiling, just as he had in my past life, preparing to make his announcement. His arrogance made my stomach twist, but this time, I didn’t feel the hopelessness I had once felt. This time, I felt something else. Power, anger, and hate.
His voice reverberated his vows just like in the past “I, Landon Blackstone,” his voice rang out, smooth and commanding, “will be marrying Helena Jackson as my Luna.”
There were murmur of approval from the crowd, but I could feel eyes on me, watching, waiting. They were expecting me to cry, to scream, ask why, just as I had before. I could hear their whispers, their mocking words as they passed judgment.
“A waste.”
“Poor thing.”
“I wouldn’t have her as my Luna either.”
“What’s a wolf without their wolf?”
But I didn’t flinch. Instead, I stepped forward, my voice rising above the crowd with a strength I hadn’t known I possessed.
“I, Ava Jackson, reject Landon Blackstone as my mate.” Instantly, I feel the mate bond dissolve. I finally did it. Why have I not thought of this in my past life? Why did I suffer so much because of my fears? I clench my fists to hold back my tears. I will not cry.
No, I won’t.
The crowd fell into a stunned silence. Landon’s face paled, his confident smirk vanishing in an instant. For a sweet second, I reveled in the shock that washed over him, a thrill of pleasure running through me. The mate bond between us is broken, all Landon has to do now is accept it and we will be done.
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The rejection -1
Landon’s eyes narrowed, and Ms jaw clenched. His voice, once smooth, now sounded strained and forced. ‘I do not accept.
The crowd erupted into whispers again, their eyes darting between . The tension electrifying, and for the first time, I didn’t fool small beneath their gaze. I felt… alive and in charge.
My father’s voice broke through the crowd you, cold and sharp, trying to silent me as always. Ava, what is the meaning of this nonsense? His eyes were hard, daring me to defy him further.
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