Once His Rejected Luna
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Chapter 6 Alpha Adrian [pt.2] img
Chapter 7 New Job img
Chapter 8 Babysitter img
Chapter 9 Is She Safe img
Chapter 10 Former Luna img
Chapter 11 My Money! img
Chapter 12 Cutting Off img
Chapter 13 Thirteen img
Chapter 14 Fourteen img
Chapter 15 Fifteen img
Chapter 16 Sixteen img
Chapter 17 Seventeen img
Chapter 18 Eighteen img
Chapter 19 Nineteen img
Chapter 20 Twenty img
Chapter 21 Twenty One img
Chapter 22 Twenty Two img
Chapter 23 Twenty Three img
Chapter 24 Twenty Four img
Chapter 25 Twenty Five img
Chapter 26 Twenty Six img
Chapter 27 Twenty Seven img
Chapter 28 Twenty Eight img
Chapter 29 Twenty Nine img
Chapter 30 Thirty img
Chapter 31 Thirty One img
Chapter 32 Thirty Two img
Chapter 33 Thirty Three img
Chapter 34 Thirty Four img
Chapter 35 Thirty Five img
Chapter 36 Thirty Six img
Chapter 37 Thirty Seven img
Chapter 38 Thirty Eight img
Chapter 39 Thirty Nine img
Chapter 40 Forty img
Chapter 41 Forty One img
Chapter 42 Forty Two img
Chapter 43 Forty Three img
Chapter 44 Forty Four img
Chapter 45 Forty Five img
Chapter 46 Forty Six img
Chapter 47 Forty Seven img
Chapter 48 Forty Eight img
Chapter 49 Forty Nine img
Chapter 50 Fifty img
Chapter 51 Fifty One img
Chapter 52 Fifty Two img
Chapter 53 Fifty Three img
Chapter 54 Fifty Four img
Chapter 55 Fifty Five img
Chapter 56 Fifty Six img
Chapter 57 Fifty Seven img
Chapter 58 Fifty Eight img
Chapter 59 Fifty Nine img
Chapter 60 Sixty img
Chapter 61 Sixty One img
Chapter 62 Sixty Two img
Chapter 63 Sixty Three img
Chapter 64 Sixty Four img
Chapter 65 Sixty Five img
Chapter 66 Sixty Six img
Chapter 67 Sixty Seven img
Chapter 68 Sixty Eight img
Chapter 69 Sixty Nine img
Chapter 70 Seventy img
Chapter 71 Seventy One img
Chapter 72 Seventy Two img
Chapter 73 Seventy Three img
Chapter 74 Seventy Four img
Chapter 75 Seventy Five img
Chapter 76 Seventy Six img
Chapter 77 Seventy Seven img
Chapter 78 Seventy Eight img
Chapter 79 Seventy Nine img
Chapter 80 Eighty img
Chapter 81 Eighty One img
Chapter 82 Eighty Two img
Chapter 83 Eighty Three img
Chapter 84 Eighty Four img
Chapter 85 Eighty Five img
Chapter 86 Eighty Six img
Chapter 87 Eighty Seven img
Chapter 88 Eighty Eight img
Chapter 89 Eighty Nine img
Chapter 90 Ninety img
Chapter 91 Ninety One img
Chapter 92 Ninety Two img
Chapter 93 Ninety Three img
Chapter 94 Ninety Four img
Chapter 95 Ninety Five img
Chapter 96 Ninety Six img
Chapter 97 Ninety Seven img
Chapter 98 Ninety Eight img
Chapter 99 Ninety Nine img
Chapter 100 Hundred img
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Once His Rejected Luna

Juju Pen
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Chapter 1 Divorce [pt.1]

The house was quiet-too quiet. Not the kind of quiet you get from peace, but the kind that makes the air heavy. Even a graveyard has the sound of the wind, the rustle of leaves, the chirp of a lone bird. Here, nothing. Just silence pressing against my ears.

Alex's car sat in the driveway, gleaming under the faint afternoon light. He was home. Of course he was. He was always "home" now, locked away in his study, shutting me out like a stranger. I stepped inside, my heels echoing on the marble, and dropped my handbag on the hallway console. My eyes swept across the living room, and my chest tightened. Once upon a time, this house had been alive. Our laughter had bounced off these walls. Our whispers had filled the corners. Now it was just... dead.

I walked slowly to my room, each step like walking back through memories I wanted to forget. I remembered the way Alex used to look at me-soft eyes, warm hands, a man who couldn't keep his distance. I remembered thinking we were blessed, chosen even. Everyone had called us perfect. I had believed it.

But perfection doesn't rot overnight. It decays slowly, like fruit left on a windowsill. The rot had a name. Carmen.

He had told me about her once, like it was a harmless story. His old lover. His great love. But he had insisted he was over her, as if saying it enough times would make it true. And then she came back, and everything shifted. His eyes, once bright with adoration, turned cold-clinical even-when they met mine. Sometimes I caught disgust flickering there. Sometimes, worse, indifference.

I wasn't the kind to point fingers, but my mind wouldn't stop circling back to her. It was like Carmen had come to reclaim something. And Alex... he had let her.

I sighed, toes aching as I kicked off my shoes. Another day of silence, another day of pretending I was fine. He said nothing was wrong. He said he was busy. He said a lot of things. None of them explained why I still wasn't his Luna. We'd been on the brink of it, and then-two days before Carmen's return-he stopped. He postponed it. Again and again, until I stopped asking.

I stretched out on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Maybe I was overreacting. Maybe I was paranoid. Maybe he really was just busy. My brain ran circles of maybes until something snapped me back-a sound. Soft at first, almost imagined. Then clearer.

A moan.

A woman's moan.

My heart stopped.

No. Not that. Please not that.

I sat up, listening hard. The sound came again, muffled but unmistakable. My palms grew damp. For a second, I couldn't move. My whole body trembled like it knew the truth before my mind did.

Then I was on my feet, moving before I could stop myself, my pulse in my throat.

Please be a dream. Please be a dream.

I stopped at his door, holding my breath. The moan was louder now, and my stomach churned. The voice wasn't just any voice. It was familiar. Too familiar.

Carmen.

I froze, nails digging into my palms. Tears burned behind my eyes. My best friend. My husband. My bed. My world tilting.

I pushed the door open.

Nothing-nothing-could have prepared me for the sight.

Alex, half-dressed, tangled with Carmen on the very bed we had once shared. Her hair spilled over his chest. Her fingers trailed his skin. She turned her head toward me and smiled like this was a game she'd won.

"Carmen?" My voice cracked. She didn't even flinch.

Alex straightened, face tightening with anger instead of guilt.

"What are you doing here?" he snapped.

I blinked at him, stunned. "What do you mean, what am I doing here? I live here! We're married!" My voice rose with each word until it broke.

His eyes darkened, something cruel flickering in them.

"Well, news flash," he said slowly, as if savoring it. "I don't want you anymore. Slut. Can't you see it? You have a wolf-can't she even smell that I no longer want you?" His voice was a growl now, sharp enough to cut.

I staggered back a step. Alex had been distant before, but he'd never spoken to me like this. Not until now.

"Alex, why are you doing this? What did I do wrong?" My voice was barely a whisper.

Carmen's grin widened. She didn't even bother to cover herself, sitting there like a queen on her throne.

"Isn't it obvious?" she said sweetly, venom dripping from every syllable. "He doesn't love you anymore. We love each other. No one's going to love a cheap whore like you."

I stared at her, my heart breaking in real time. This was the woman I had once called sister.

"How could you?" Tears spilled freely now. "Carmen, how could you?"

She tilted her head mockingly. "Oh, spare me. Accept reality, Tori. He was always mine. I am his. Not you. Not some trash like you." Her smile was a blade.

"Yes," Alex said, folding his arms, looking at me like I was a stranger in his house.

"I no longer want you in my life, Tori. You're... what's the word..."

"Her services are no longer needed," Carmen purred.

Alex smirked. "Right. You heard her. Your services are no longer needed, Tori."

I couldn't breathe. "What do you mean?"

He stepped closer, that same devastating smile-the one that used to make my knees weak-now twisted into something unrecognizable.

"I want a divorce," he said simply.

The tiny pieces of my heart, already cracked, finally shattered.

"Divorce?" My voice was a whimper.

He nodded and shoved a paper into my hands.

"Time to say goodbye, Tori."

            
            

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