Rejected By The Alpha: The Hidden Luna's Revenge

ary White Wolf, swallowing suppressants that

g his pack's ridicule and his cold indifference, all

on from a rigged car crash, shattering my leg with

g body to comfort Cherrelle, a soci

er lies over

e poison in his drink, he forced

e on the floor, calli

hing the only photo I had of his brother

s a stalker obs

ing just to be in sync with him, or that the "jealousy

the edge of Blackwood Bridge

e with the man

the bond that linked our souls, and let t

pte

la

dar didn't just mark a date

ber

red and twenty-five days of swallowi

ep him safe, Cayla. Hide your wolf. Hide your power. Protect

ss, spineless assistant. I let them call m

ade my blood taste like ash, I was

I whispered to the rain-s

's office. I didn't knock. After five years of cleaning u

aura that tasted like ozone and cedar. He was a True Alph

ched at the walls of h

s just the charity case his

d, sliding the envelop

eyes narrowing. "Is this a joke,

nt to leav

human-blooded stray with no wolf and no skills outside of fetching m

ake my

ter onto the floor. "You stay until I decide

e and tear his desk in half.

rooks, the pack lawyer, intercepted

tammered. "Cherrelle... she's got him d

Circuit was a death trap run by Rogu

hy

d, adjusting his glasses. "Said a real A

ay to the Luna position. She'd burn the whole pack

he

Curve. Start

think. I

you pull one end, the other bleeds.

eched onto the cliffside track, I saw him. Grafton was stepping into a sl

d across

aft

flashing on his fac

a trap. I saw the manifest. The Rogue car

cking her nails. "She's just jealous,

t Cherrelle. He chose the li

for the d

o

mental barrier

crowd. Not human. Not Omega. Pu

ck, the keys slippi

ys, shoved him into his Gamma's ches

layering with a harmonic command tha

just as the star

mud and metal. I wasn't

Brake.

itch. His bumper extended-shining sil

amme

UN

d. The silver bi

lead injected stra

vier chassis caught his rear quarter panel at the perfect angle. Physics took over.

d the fi

pen and fell onto the asphalt, clutching my leg

second. He looked furio

t!" he roared, dro

golden skull-from my pocket

zed. "Tell Cherrelle

d brush

A

us, lighting up my nervous system

wide, swallowing the irises. He

." he w

st thing I saw was a hallucinatio

I whispered, and let