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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.

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

_Fellow Maids

As I struggled to keep my towel wrapped around my body while getting up, Elsa sniggered coldly, staring at me with disdain.

"That serves you right." She spat. "You've been all talk but no bite these past few days. Next time, you'll think twice before trading words with a noble-born werewolf like myself."

Noble born?

I ground my jaw, my fingers caressing the spot she'd scratched.

The maid who'd come to my aid still stood beside me, her hands supporting my shoulder like I was hit by a car.

I was touched by her concern but I didn't need it as I brushed her away politely, stepping forward.

"You have a lot of nerve," I remarked, sucking on my teeth as if that would do anything to calm the growing anger inside me.

I was fighting every urge I had to throw a punch in the bitch's face. It seemed she was in dire need of free cosmetic surgery for her botched face and I happened to be the right girl for the job.

But I knew what this was...