Rise of the Rejected Luna
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, DARK THEMES] “I will tie you to the bedpost and fuck you like a dirty little slut. Our bodies will meet in perfumes and in sweat until you're screaming for mercy from me… your big bad fuckable lord and Alpha." He vowed and my face seared with humiliation. Wasn't it laughable that I was not humiliated because of his words, but because of what the thoughts that lingered at the back of my mind were? I wanted every bit of it. The crazy wild sex, the toxic bond… somehow—the sound of them set my soul on fire. I wanted them all. ____ Phoebe Skywalker is a humble maid in the mansion of the Prestigious Blue Moon’s Alpha. When she is chosen as the Moon's Chosen who is destined to mate with the Alpha, no one expected this taboo as only elites were allowed to become the Luna. Unable to tolerate this humiliation, the arrogant Alpha rejects her. But the Alpha Council intervenes, forcing him to mate with the unlikely chosen one. Phoebe becomes the pack’s Luna but Alpha Kaene would never open his heart to her… or so he thought. When he tries his best to intimidate her, promising her unending nights of merciless lovemaking, Kaene doesn't expect the feisty side of Phoebe that he soon comes to discover. The taboo Luna shocks everyone as she not only shines in conquering enemies but also in stealing the heart of the stoic Alpha Kaene.
_Not So Secret Admirer
The next day, I wrote a letter and dropped it in front of my door, stepping out of the residence soon after to give my so-called secret admirer time to drop a response.
The letter was basically me agreeing to see them so we could talk, and I made sure to make my words suggestive.
Whoever the person was, they'd definitely be drawn in like a moth to a firefly.
Anyway, when I came back later that day around the afternoon, I wasn't surprised to see a new letter in front of my door.
"Ugh, why do I feel like a love-sick teenager?" I rolled my eyes even though I was secretly enjoying the whole thing.
I ripped open the letter and smirked when I saw its content.
Now I was sure more than ever who the person was. I would've never guessed at the beginning but now it was obvious.
The new letter was from the person telling me that we should see in the same garden where I'd dumped Miranda's body some nights ago.