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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN: AWKWARD

Author: Elle writes
last update publish date: 2026-06-24 16:02:17

The next morning, Aria went to Lina’s quarters.

She had Audra balanced on her hip, the baby gnawing contentedly on a wooden teething ring. The door was slightly ajar, and through the gap she could see the two sisters together, Lina seated on the edge of the bed with Ren nursing quietly in her arms, Bryn in a chair beside the window with her cane resting against the armrest. Bryn was still pale from her recovery, she was stabbed with a silver dagger so her recovery is slow, but her eyes were b
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  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY ONE: THE FIRST TASK

    Aria slept little that night. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Audra's face. She remembered the warmth of her daughter in her arms, the tiny fingers wrapped around her hair, the sleepy smile that had almost made her forget where they were. When dawn broke over the Lycan Palace, she was already awake. A gentle knock sounded at her chamber door. "It is time." Lady Elyra's calm voice carried through the room. Aria rose immediately. She had changed into a simple training outfit the palace attendants had left for her during the night. It was practical, allowing her to move freely, though she disliked wearing clothing chosen for her. She opened the door. Lady Elyra stood waiting, dressed as elegantly as ever. "Good morning, Lady Aria." Aria skipped the greeting. "Can we make this fast? I need to see my daughter.” "You will." The King already gave his word." Aria searched the older woman's face for any sign of deception. Finding none, she stepped into the corridor. "I hope

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY: A MOTHER’S EMBRACE

    The throne room doors continued to open. Every heartbeat felt louder than the last. Aria's eyes never left the widening gap. Then she saw him. Cassian stepped through the doorway, his movements steady as ever. Walking beside him was a young woman dressed in the attire of a royal nurse. Cradled securely in her arms was a tiny bundle wrapped in a soft cream blanket embroidered with silver thread. Aria's breath caught. The world around her disappeared. The throne, the Lycan King, the towering hall, it all disappeared. Only the child in the nurse's arms. The nurse slowed as she approached the center of the hall. She looked toward King Vaelric, waiting silently for his instruction. Vaelric gave a single nod. "You may proceed." The nurse walked forward. The moment she was close enough, Aria crossed the remaining distance. "My baby..." Her voice trembled. The nurse gently placed the little girl into her waiting arms. The instant Audra settled against her mother's chest, Aria wrap

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY NINE: THE LYCAN KING 2

    The throne hall fell silent. Aria stood at the foot of the obsidian dais, her gaze fixed on the man seated upon the ancient throne. He did not move. Neither did she. For what felt like an eternity, they simply watched one another. The amber flames burning within the bronze braziers crackled softly, their light dancing across the polished black floor. At last, Aria broke the silence. "Where is my daughter?" Her voice echoed through the vast hall again. King Vaelric rested one hand upon the carved arm of the throne. His molten gold eyes never left hers. "She is within the palace." Relief swept through Aria before she forced it back down. "Take me to her." "No." The answer was calm. Without hesitation or apology. Aria's jaw tightened. "You had her taken." "Yes." "You knew I would come after her." "I did." "And yet you refuse to let me see her." Vaelric remained composed. "You will see her." "When?" "When our audience has concluded." Aria let out a quiet, bitter laug

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY EIGHT: THE LYCAN KING

    Aria stood at the entrance of the chamber that was supposed to be hers. She’s finally summoned by the Lycan king. Her eyes met Lady Elyra's immediately. "Will I see my daughter after this?” Lady Elyra inclined her head. "His Majesty is expecting you." "Will I see her?" The older woman remained silent for a moment before answering. "His Majesty will address your concerns." It wasn't the answer Aria wanted. She turned away, swallowing the frustration threatening to rise inside her. "Lead the way." Lady Elyra offered a respectful nod and stepped into the corridor. The palace was quieter than before. The halls they entered were different from those Aria had walked through upon her arrival. There were no attendants carrying linens or trays of food. No servants moved between the corridors. Only guards. Each stood at attention, dressed in black armor polished to a mirror's sheen. Burgundy cloaks fell from their shoulders, fastened with a silver clasp shaped like a crowned wolf. A

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVEN: THE LYCAN PALACE

    The carriage rolled to a slow stop at the foot of the palace steps. For a brief moment, neither Aria nor the messenger moved. Outside, the sound of boots striking polished stone echoed through the courtyard. The carriage door opened. A royal guard stood waiting, one hand resting over his chest as he bowed. "My Lady." Aria stepped down without acknowledging the greeting. The cold mountain air brushed against her face as her eyes swept across the palace grounds. Guards stood in perfect formation from the courtyard to the towering entrance. Palace attendants moved quietly along the marble walkways, each carrying out their duties with practiced precision. No one stopped to stare or whisper. Yet Aria could feel their eyes following her. She ignored them. There was only one person she wanted to see. She turned to the messenger. "Take me to my daughter." There was no waiting or hesitation. Only a mother desperate to see her child. The messenger met her gaze. "She is safe." "I did

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX: THE KINGDOM TIME FORGOT

    The carriage rolled steadily through the northern mountains. Neither of its occupants spoke. The silence was broken only by the steady rhythm of the horses' hooves and the creaking of wooden wheels against the uneven road. Aria sat with her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Audra's silver bracelet still resting between her fingers. She traced its delicate pattern over and over again, as though doing so would somehow shorten the distance between them. Nova lay unusually still. The white wolf hadn't spoken in hours. Every heartbeat carried the same thought. “Audra.“ The road became steeper. The towering pine trees gradually gave way to jagged cliffs dusted with snow, while thick clouds drifted lazily around the mountain peaks. The farther they traveled, the heavier the air became. It settled over Aria's shoulders like an invisible weight. Nova slowly lifted her head. “We're close.“ The is overwhelming here. Not the overwhelming Alpha aura she was familiar with. The c

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR: THE ROGUE'S REPORT

    IN NIGHTFANG Kael was in his study, a half empty goblet of wine on the desk, staring at the mountains through the window. The bond wound in his chest pulsed with a dull ache that never fully faded, and the wine did nothing to dull it. There was a knock on the door. A young warrior named Corvin, s

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER SIXTY THREE: THE WAR WITHIN

    The training yard was cold and freezing. Aria took her place at the far end. The warriors were already paired off, their staffs cracking against each other in the morning air. Nyssa was stretching near the equipment rack. But today would be different, Aria would not be sparring with her with th

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER FIFTY NINE: THE MESSAGE

    Lina was summoned at dusk. She stood in the doorway of Selene's chambers, her hands clasped in front of her. The room was warm, a fire crackled in the hearth, and candles flickered on every surface. Selene sat at her dressing table, her silver brush moving through her blonde hair in long, slow str

  • THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA   CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT: THE UNRAVELING

    IN NIGHTFANG PACK Kael stood at the window of his study, watching the moon rise over the mountains. The training yard below was empty. The warriors trained in the mornings and take turns in the evenings and no one lingered after dark. The fortress felt hollow, as if something vital had been carve

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