Semua Bab Rejected by the Luna Queen: Bab 21 - Bab 23

Derek Hale POV"Your tiny wolf is absolutely nothing compared to Jackson's royal bloodline," Malia Argent tells me, her voice cutting through the thick lodge air like a freezing winter gale. "Your muzzle cannot even bark a basic thank you, but Jackson can easily express gratitude to the whole territory. Derek, your inner wolf has changed, and not for the better. Whatever, do what your small paws want."She tosses her silver head in total disgust, smelling nothing but poor pack behavior from my seat. To her mind, my lone wolf is not acting like a proper male at all. This bitter moment only makes Malia fully confident that Jackson Whittemore is the absolute right Alpha candidate to sit on the Silvermoon Throne beside her flank.She turns her back to my face, looking directly into Jackson's charming eyes. "Let us leave this mountain circle. My wolf does not want to remain in this uncomfortable den anymore."Jackson flashes his perfect, blinding smile, his expensive leather armor gleaming

Stiles leaves the healing sanctuary lost in deep thought, his massive army of black-suited enforcers following behind his boots in an intimidating parade. Just then, an understated, heavy black carriage pulled by four massive warhorses pulls up directly to the sanctuary entrance, blocking the trail.His young enforcers move forward to confront the carriage, outraged that any beast would dare block Stiles' personal path. However, when the heavy leather window rolls down, revealing a stern, older wolf with piercing grey eyes, several of Stiles' more experienced subordinates immediately back off with pale faces, ordering the younger recruits to drop their weapons."Kid, step inside. Let us have a short chat about your borders," the old wolf invites with a small smile.Stiles forces a pleasant smile back onto his face, but his boots obediently step up into the carriage without a single word of protest.One of the newer enforcer recruits whispers in total shock to an older warrior, "Sam, w