The Neglected Luna's Ultimate Rejection

YN'S

n lashed against the cracked windshield of my Mercedes, the car tilted at a

ssed, tasting blood on my tongue. My ankle was definitely

ng to do with the cold rain crept down my spine. It felt intentional. The way it had nudged my rear bumper on

n the passenger floor. The screen was a spiderweb of

he just to see it: Dorian. My mate. My Alpha. For three years, he had been my mate in name only. The Moon Goddess must have

hat he wouldn't care, but the desperate, hopeful part-th

deep, impatient voice cut throug

s, hot and shameful, mixing with the cold rain dripping from my hair. "Dorian, I've been in an accident.

t leaped. I allowed myself to hope. I imagined his Alpha instincts

kground, sweet and cloying. "Dorian, honey

course, it

a tone he had never once used with me.

back on the line with me, his voice hardened again,

tning, my voice hollow. "I think... I think it might

like a physical slap, knocking the air from my lungs. "Send

he words were torn fro

in his tone was absolute. "I have to pick

after a potential attack. The mate-bond, a once-warm tether in my soul, felt like it was be

. The tears stopped. The pathetic hope died, and some

e," he commanded, the Alpha tone leaving

e rain. He didn't even ask if I was okay. A low, guttural sob escaped me, more animal than human

o him. Not anymore. I scrolled down my contact list, pas

"Evie? What's wrong? I can feel y

ing, the words tumbling out between sobs

through the phone. "That son of a bitch," she growled. The voice of a Gamma w

g warriors,"

I'll rip those Rogues a new one if they're still sniffing around. And then," s

through my chest. Friendshi

get here, Hann

, empty ache. I looked at my reflection in the darkened rearview mirror. A pale, tear-streaked face.

ter than any physical pain

to a stop on the road above me. My rescuer. But the wound Dorian inflict