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#R18
#SLICEOFLIFE
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#FACESLAPPING
#LOVETRIANGLE
#ALPHA
#SEDUCTIVE
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE

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.

HeeSha_TA · Fantasy
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220 Chs
#R18
#SLICEOFLIFE
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#FACESLAPPING
#LOVETRIANGLE
#ALPHA
#SEDUCTIVE
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE

_No Control

"How shameless can you be, Phoebe?" Elsa snapped, interrupting my little moment with Phoebe once again.

Phoebe stepped away from me, fixing her gaze on her. "Haven't you caused enough damage for today, Pinocchio? I'd love it if you excused yourself a–"

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Elsa rushed toward Phoebe, her hand stretched forward like she was about to land a dirty slap on her face.

I noticed the way Phoebe jolted subconsciously before the slap even touched her, but intervened, catching Elsa's hand mid-air and yanking her away.

"K– Kaene?!" Elsa gasped, wincing in pain at how I held her. "I was just going to teach her a little lesson."

When I heard that, my frown only deepened as I glared at her, subconsciously increasing my grip on her wrist in the process.

However, before I could do anything I might regret, my mother banged on the dining table, calling my attention to her.