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.
_Hexed Life
Eager to calm Catherine's anger, I stepped forward, making my way to her.
"M– Ma'am, I'm sorry. I didn't mean–"
However, she raised her hand, a smile plastered on her face. "Don't. It's fine, it's not your fault."
What the heck?
A cold shiver ran down my spine as she stepped forward, her eyes on the scattered pieces of the necklace in my hands.
I stretched my hands forward, gazing at my feet like that would save me from what I felt was impending doom.
But it never came.
"In all seriousness, I don't blame you, Phoebe." She repeated after taking the pieces from my hands. But when I raised my head, I didn't see an ounce of kindness in her eyes.
On the contrary, her gaze on me was cold as she spoke with an equally cold tone. "I blame myself for not getting rid of you on the same night you got here with everything I have..." She stepped forward with each word she uttered.