All Chapters of THE REJECTED WHITE LUNA: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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CHAPTER FIFTY: THE BLOOD MOON

Aria woke to her body burning. Not the gentle warmth of a hearth. Not the fever of sickness. This was something else entirely, a heat that started deep in her belly and rolled outward in waves, settling between her thighs with an ache that made her gasp. Her skin was slick with sweat. Her thin nightdress clung to her body. The room was dark except for the blood red moon hanging at the window like a watching eye. She sat up. Her heart was pounding. Her breath came in short, shallow gasps. The heat pulsed through her, and with it came a single, undeniable thought. Rowan. His name surfaced in her mind like a lifeline. She didn't understand what was happening to her. Her body knew exactly what it wanted. She swung her legs off the bed. The stone floor was cold against her bare feet. She stumbled to the door, bracing herself against the wall as another wave of heat rolled through her. She had to find him now. The corridor was dark and empty. The celebration was in full swing

CHAPTER FIFTY ONE: MATED

Rowan lay beside her in the dark. The blood moon hung swollen and red beyond the window, painting the room in shades of rust and shadow. Aria had been asleep—her body cooled after the first wave, exhaustion pulling her under like a stone into deep water. He had stayed awake, watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the pale hair spread across the pillow. Then she stirred. A small sound escaped her lips. Her brow furrowed. Her fingers curled against the blanket. Then her eyes flew open, and the sound that came next was raw with agony. "Rowan—" She clutched her stomach. Her back arched off the bed. "I’m burning up, it’s much worse." He was on his feet before he could think. His hands found her shoulders, her forehead. Her skin burned against his palms. "Breathe. I'm here." "It's not stopping." Tears streaked down her cheeks. "It won't stop." Beneath his skin, Varkos surged with a snarl. “She is our mate. She is begging. You feel her through the bond. You know what she ne

CHAPTER FIFTY TWO: THE MORNING AFTER

The pale morning sun filtered through the window, resting on her Aria’s face. Her eyes opened slowly. She felt the weight of an arm draped across her waist. The room looked different, this is not her room. Then her memories came crashing back. The bloodmoon, the heat and Rowan. She’s in his room, on his bed. Her heart stopped, then slammed against her ribs. She turned her head carefully, hardly breathing. Rowan lay beside her, still asleep. His face was turned toward her on the pillow. She lean close, taking a closer look at his face. The hard lines of his face had softened. The sharp jaw was still sharp. His dark hair fell across his forehead in unruly waves, one strand catching the morning light. His lashes were longer than she had noticed before, dark crescents against his skin. The stubble along his jaw was rough and shadowed. He looked peaceful and calm. The mark on his neck was fresh. She had put it there. Her face flushed hot. She eased the blanket back. His a

CHAPTER FIFTY THREE: SPACE

Freya sat on a bale of hay, her hands folded in her lap, watching the man who had turned her world upside down in the space of a single breath. "So you're telling me," she said slowly, "that you came back to Mooncrest yesterday—the blood moon, of all nights—to surprise your mother, Gretta and the entire fortress was empty?" "Completely empty." Nathan leaned against the stall door, his blue eyes bright with amusement. "I walked through the gates with some of my friends . Few guards at the entrance. No servants in the corridors. I checked for my mother in the kitchen and her quarter but she wasn’t there. Just the wind and the distant sound of drums." "Everyone was at the celebration. Bonfires in the outer courtyard. Gretta was probably dancing." "She doesn't dance." "She did last night. And It was terrifying." Nathan laughed. It was a warm sound that filled the quiet stable. "I wandered around for an hour, didn’t want to come to the celebration. Then I decided to come here and see

CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR: STIRRING

Aria stood before the small mirror in her room, adjusting the scarf around her neck. The mark was not as fresh as before. It’s healing and seemed to shimmer faintly under certain light. She touched it through the fabric. Her cheeks flushed. Yesterday had been excruciating. She had avoided Rowan at every turn. Not because she was afraid of him. But because she feels so embarrassed and doesn’t know how to face him after what happened that night. She pressed her cool palms against her burning cheeks. A knock at her door disrupted her thoughts. A young girl from the kitchen entered with a tray of fresh bread, a plate of butter, some sliced apples and boiled eggs sprinkled with salt. "From Gretta," he said. "She said you looked peaky yesterday." "I'm fine." Aria smiled as she took the tray. She ate slowly, forcing herself to finish even though her stomach was tight with nerves. The bread was soft and the apples were sweet and juicy. When she was done, she dressed in one of the new tu

CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE: Nova

Aria woke before dawn. The room was still dark, the window a square of deep blue fading to grey at the edges. She had slept poorly, her mind scattered with fragments of the day before. The flickering presence at the edge of her awareness. She had pushed it aside, told herself it was exhaustion. But now, lying in the quiet dark, she couldn't ignore it anymore. She rose and dressed up in her training clothes. The scarf went around her neck last, hiding the mark. She was reaching for her water flask when she heard it. “Hello, Aria.” Aria froze. Her hand stopped mid-air. The voice was not her own. It was soft, barely a whisper, but it resonated through her mind like a bell struck underwater. Feminine and clear. “Who—“ “I am Nova. Your wolf.” “My wolf,” she breathed. The words came out as a whisper, spoken aloud in the empty room. “Yes.” “But I don't have a wolf.” “You do now.” Aria's legs gave out. She sank onto the edge of the bed, her hands trembling in her lap. The presence

CHAPTER FIFTY SIX: THE LINK

Rowan was crossing the training yard, reviewing patrol schedules in his head, when a voice slipped into his mind like a thread of silver light. Sounded like a wolf with Aria's voice, but it wasn’t her, she does not have a wolf. “Alpha, I’m Nova, Aria’s wolf.” He stopped mid-stride. His body went rigid. Varkos surged beneath his skin, ears pricked, golden eyes blazing. What was that? “Her wolf, Varkos rumbled. It just spoke to us.” Nova, Rowan breathed. The name he had saw in the scrolls. The White Wolf. Aria's wolf, it’s awake. “We need to find her.” Varkos urged Rowan didn't hesitate. He turned on his heel and strode toward the main house, his heart pounding. The bond pulsed in his chest, Aria's presence, warm and steady, but beneath it, he could feel something fierce had been awaken. He searched the east wing. Her room was, the kitchen and every possible place she could be but she wasn’t there. He was climbing the stairs toward the north tower when he caught her scen

CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN: THE COUNCIL

The morning light was pale and cold when Aria unwound the scarf from her neck and set it on the bed. She had worn it for two weeks. During training, Through every quiet moment when she felt eyes on her and didn't want to know what they were looking at. But this morning, standing before the small mirror, she looked at the mark, the delicate crescent moon on the curve of her throat, and didn't reach for the scarf. It was time to stop being afraid. She dressed in her training clothes and walked to the yard with her head up. The warriors noticed the difference. But this time, instead of whispered speculation, there was quiet understanding. The mark was visible. The Alpha's scent was all over her. There was nothing left to question. Nyssa met her at the equipment rack. Her eyes dropped to Aria's bare neck. "Finally." "Finally." "Took you long enough." Aria almost smiled. "I needed time." "And now?" "Now I'm ready." Rowan had called for the elders and they were all sea

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 carved out of it and the wound had never closed. He pressed his palm against the cold glass. The bond, wound in his chest pulsed, a dull, familiar ache. Aria didn’t reject the bond, now the bond is not completely severed. Behind him, the door opened without a knock. "The patrols reported no sign of rogues near the eastern valley." Ethan's voice was flat and professional. "The southern border has been quiet. The elders are asking when you'll attend the next council meeting." "When it's necessary." "They said it's been three weeks since your last appearance." Kael didn't turn. "And?" "And they're starting to complain." Ethan stepped further into the room. "The Luna has been attending in your

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 strokes. "You sent for me, Luna." "I did." Selene set down the brush and turned. Her smile was pleasant. Practiced. "I have a task for you. Something simple." Lina waited. "The patrols on the southern border need supplies. Food, blankets and medicine kits. Ronan is stationed there, isn't he? Your mate?" Lina's heart clenched. "Yes, Luna. He's been there for two weeks." "Then this will be a treat for you. A chance to see him." Selene rose and crossed to her desk. She picked up a sealed letter and a small cloth bundle. "Take these to the border. The bundle is for the patrol. The letter..." She paused. Her smile sharpened. "The letter is for someone else." Lina took the letter. The seal was

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