The Rejected Luna Reborn

I'm going to die.

Dots of red and black stained my vision as rivers of blood escaped from the millions of wounds on my body, staining the parquet floors of the Whitefang palace. My body was spread like an offering and a blinding pain ran through my body. Especially from that secret place in between my thighs.

I tried to pull myself off the floor when a jolt of pain shot up my body from my stomach. And after mere seconds of disorientation, my eyes widened as realization washed over me like a wave from the coldest ocean.

My baby? Is my baby okay?

I lifted my hand and placed it on my rounded tummy and a sob left my lips as I could no longer feel the fierce kicks of the life that grew within me. Instead all I could feel was an emptiness that sent a chill up my spine.

Fat tears blurred my vision and anguish washed over me as I moaned over the silence of my baby, silently cursing the rogues that assaulted me in my own home.

My eyes landed on the silhouette of a man at the doorway and my heart pounded against the skeletal confinements within my chest. Has one of the rogues come back to finish what they started and end my life? Is he here to have another go at my battered body? Is he here for Brenda?

Millions of questions ran through my head as the ominous stranger stalked towards me with slow, calculated steps and my heart almost broke through my chest.

Till I saw his face. And then my poor heart just stopped beating and dropped to the pits of my stomach.

A familiar mop of brown hair, tanned skin and a pair of icy blue eyes made the face of Jack Whitefang, the new Alpha of the Iron claw pack and my husband. The man who I helped ascend the throne of his father. The man who I have loved since my childhood. The man who took vows to protect me from every evil that threatened to harm me.

And yet... he was the same man who had been standing there, watching me getting brutally assaulted by six rouges with a smug look in his eyes. The same man who watched a heinous act was happening to me in our matrimonial home.

Anguish spread all over me. I didn't understand why he did that. What did I do to deserve this?

"Hey, little wife," he spoke with an upsettingly calm voice and the corners of his lips tilted upwards as I watched him with teary eyes.

"J...Jack."

"In the flesh. Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Why?...why did you...watch me get raped? Why didn't you...sa..save me? Why are you so calm?" a series of questions fell from my lips, my body trembling from pain and betrayal.

His slightly tilted lips grew into a full blown smirk and his eyes held a glint that caused an unsettling feeling stir within me.

He leaned closer and placed his lips on the shell of my ear before he whispered ever so softly.

"Because you deserve it."

He pulled away from me with the smirk still on his lips. My eyes widened from his response. I deserve it? What did I do wrong? Was it a crime to love you?

"What..what do you mean? What do you mean by that, Jack?" I asked him with a broken voice and the smirk on his face grew at how vulnerable I sounded. But I don't care. Not when I just heard the most bone–breaking revelation that ever lived.

"I mean that I planned everything. I got the rogues to come rape you in own home. I convinced the rogues to damage your body till there was no chance you would survive."

I didn't know I was crying till drops of my tears fell onto the puddle of blood under me and a string of sobs threatened to leave my lips.

"Why," I spoke in a broken voice hoping that the reason he did this to me was enough to cost the life of our child. Maybe he was being forced? Maybe he was a victim? Maybe he was...?

"I did it because I hate you. I hate every single thing about you. I hate the way you make people believe that you are the best thing to them. I hate the way you walk through the halls acting like you own them." I couldn't recognise his voice. His voice sounds strange. Has he always hated me since all these while? Has he always hated me yet put his child in me? Has he...

As I wanted to open my mouth to ask, a lady ran in and hugged Jack from behind. I titled my head to get the glimpse of the new woman until the voice broke me completely.

"Jackie, I couldn't find you when I woke up," the familiar whiny nasal voice. The whiny voice I've come accustomed to since I was a child. The whiny voice of my cousin - Brenda.

"I'm sorry, princess. I need to take care of this bitch," he mumbled, pulled her closer, and kissed her forehead.

I glanced from Jack to my cousin, what's happening? What's going on? As Jack noticed my gaze, he pulled Brenda behind him and kicked me in my stomach which made me roll over and howled in pain, holding my already agonizing stomach.

"I had intended on leaving you but you dare to poison my princess, you want to kill my love!" he growled, his eyes darkened and his voice was octave, "You want to kill her?!" as I shook my head. I didn't do it.

Tears rolled from my cheeks, "I-" my voice was clogged, it wasn't coming out.

I didn't poison her, I shook my head vehemently to prove my innocence and I looked to Brenda, my eyes pleading for her to explain but she snickered and turned away. And at that moment, I knew I was a complete fool.

I was in between them, I was used and I've been used. Betrayal tore through my bloodstream like water as laughter ripped out of me in disbelief.

I laughed with every ounce of energy in me at my dismay, I laughed at my naivety, I laughed at my innocence as my body shook with tears and mucus running on my face.

I believed him, I believed her, I believed them. I thought I was loved and welcomed but I was just a pawn in their game. I wish I could tell them that.

"baby, she's scaring me," I saw Brenda clutching the front cloak of Jackie weakly. Pretending as usual to be weak and a lotus flower.

"Sorry love," Jackie fawned before he turned to me and slapped me hard. "Shut up!"

But the moment the words tried to leave my lips, a loud bang came from outside the palace and a thunderous voice roared with a ferociousness that could only belong to one man.

"ISABELLA!!"

Adrian?

A sigh left Jack's lips and he got up from the upside down and stared at me with disgust swirling in his orbs.

"It seems my brother would never learn that he can never beat me. I have the kingdom in my favor thanks to you," he turned to me, "and I have my father's throne thanks to you. He thinks he can save the mate that left him for his little brother but he's leaving this place with nothing. Not even his life." Jack mocked.

My heart sank to my stomach once more as Jack grabbed my hair and dragged my already weak body out the room. White-hot pain ran through my form and I struggled in his grasp.

He strode into the throne room, sat on the throne before pushing me forward, my body rolled through the stairs down to the ground floor as my body screamed in pain.

My head was throbbing immensely, my body trembled tremendously in pain as my eyes darted to the man covered in blood in front of me.

The sight before me caused my heart to sink.

Before me was Adrian fighting an intense battle with at least 6 wolves. Uncontrollable tears fell from my eyes as I took in blood oozing from the wounds on his skin and exhaustion weighted on his shoulders but he was still fighting.

For me.

"Hello, brother," Jack said in a taunting voice as he walked calmly down the stairs from the throne to the ground floor.

Due to Jack's voice, Adrian turned to us with anger brimming through his eyes staring at his half brother but the rage faded when they landed on my battered body.

"Isa..." he called out weakly, pushing away in a flash the wolf that was in his front and took some steps only to stop by Jack.

"If you want her to live, then surrender to me." Jack stated, coming to my side as he pulled my hair.

Adrian looked at me with desperation, his body shook as he clenched his fist, he raised his hands in surrender and fell on his knees.

Don't do this, Adrian.

"Hahaha!" Jack laughed out, holding his stomach as he pointed to Adrian mockingly, "The great war hero is on his knees for me," he taunted while Adrian only stared at me.

Adrian's eyes were red with unshed tears, as he dropped his hands in surrender, showing total submission to Jack.

I shook my head, trying to stop him but it was futile. I didn't deserve his love, his sacrifice. I'm unworthy of him. I rejected, betrayed, chose his brother over him yet he was here on his knees to save my pathetic life.

We were so lost in each other's gaze that we didn't notice a rogue sneaking behind Adrian.

"Isabella, don't struggle. I'll save you..." His words came out incoherent with blood coming out from his mouth and gushing out from the spear he was stabbed with.

His words died in his throat as he blinked continuously, in our little reunion, a wolf had sneaked up behind him and stabbed him with a spear.

His body dangled on his knees as he coughed out more blood, I willed my weak body to save him.

By the time I crawled to reach him, his head was severed and his lifeless body fell limp on the ground, his head rolled to my feet.

An agonizing scream ripped out from my throat as his blood splattered on my body. Covered me and burnt me like a red lava.

I laughed humorlessly, reviewing my actions and deeds and gently cradled the severed head, caressed his face. His eyes were wide opened.

His eyes which were full of love, adoration and care for me had nothing. It was blank, empty and dull.

I've chosen wrong this life. I didn't deserve his love. I didn't deserve his desire and now because of me Adrian is dead. The only man to ever love me is dead. And it's because of me.

My hands dropped, my body getting numbed and in my peripheral vision I saw Jack and Brenda, hugging and smooching and I felt a wave of anger rushed over me.

I can't die like this! It's too pathetic! I can't let them get away! I looked out of the window, staring at the brightmoon in anger, betrayal and anguish flowing over me.

I raised my hands up with Adrian's head in my palm as tears streamed down my face, "if you are truly the one we worship and you witness all what happened, please give me a chance to choose again, give me a chance to write my wrong..."

My words died in my throat as it was unbearable from pain, I turned my head in a will of time to see my cousin Brenda holding the handle of the knife and knife was in me.

She stabbed me, she betrayed me to the end. I glared hard at her, clenched my teeth in anger to make out my words as I felt my body giving up.

"....a chance to crush my enemies."

And everything went dark.

~~~

Everything was dark, I was swimming in darkness.

I could still feel the pain in my back where Brenda stabbed me.

Where am I?

I could hear some hazy voices but I couldn't grasp the words. I turned and turned, the darkness was swallowing me up.

No! I screamed to myself, running with no direction until I saw a dim light. I could still hear the voices until I picked up my names.

Who is calling me?

When I got to the light, I saw a door and I opened it.

"Isa!"

"Isabella!"

I snuck out my breath, my chest heaving heavily as the light was too bright, I raised my hands to cover my face when I heard a statement that began my nightmare.

"Lady Isabella Nite, do you take Lord Jack Whitefang as your lawfully wedded husband."

I snapped out of my trance and stared at the priest with wide eyes and a jaw that touched the floor.

What the hell?

I frantically watched the faces of everyone present within the church, all looking at me eagerly before they landed on the face of the man before me.

Jack looked at me with a smile on his perfect face. A smile which is hiding the devil living within him.

What's going on? Why I'm I reliving this day? Is this hell? Did I...?

"Give me a chance to right the wrongs I have made! Give me a chance to crush my enemies."

I came back. The goddess answered my plea.

Jack gave me another smile and I turned to the faces of everyone present once more before I threw my bouquet into the air and ran out of the church.

2

~ISABELLA'S POV~

"Isabella! Isabella, where are you going?"

I ignored Jack's voice and ran down the aisle of the church and pushed the double doors open. The cool air of spring crashed against my face as I made my descent down the flight of stairs, faster than I ever thought I could go on heels.

I looked over my shoulder trying to see if I could catch a glimpse of the man who would be my downfall when I crashed into a brick wall.

Since when was there a brick wall in the middle of the stairway?

And that's when I smelt it. The scent of sunflowers and ash filled my nostrils and my heart began to pound in my chest as I recognised the scent I knew all too well. A scent which only belonged to one person.

"Isabella?"

His voice sounded like a forbidden melody in my ears and I lifted my head till my greens eyes crashed into the blood red eyes of the man before me.

Adrian.

"Isabella, what are you doing outside the church? Is something going on inside?"

Images of his broken body flashed before my eyes. The disheartened expression on his face. The blood that oozed from his injuries. The way he tried to hold me close to his chest after I've pushed him away a million times. The frozen look of pain in his eyes. The horrific sound his head made when it crashed against the floor.

"Isabella? Isabella, talk to me. What are you..."

I don't know if I was driven by the thought that I almost lost him or the realization that I have been foolish for a long time but I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards me till his lips crashed against mine.

Adrian froze against me as bewilderment washed over him like a bucket of cold water. I moved my hand from the collar of his shirt to his neck and stuck my tongue into his mouth while silently praying to the moon goddess that he would reciprocate the kiss.

And he did.

Once that feeling of shock faded, Adrian wrapped his arms around my waist and his tongue met mine in his mouth. Our tongues got tangled in a slippery dance and balls of desire burst within me.

I'm kissing Adrian. I'm kissing the man I rejected. I'm kissing the God of war.

And I'm loving every second of it.

But sadly, all good things must come to an end and the end of this intense make out session came in the form of the booming voice of my ex fiance.

"ISABELLA!!"

Adrian pulled away from me and cast his gaze at the entrance to the church with a confused look on his face.

"Isabella, what is..."

"I don't have time to explain. I just need you to help me get out of here."

Adrian hesitated before nodding his head and flung me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. A shriek fell from my lips and Adrian ran down the rest of the stairs with me on his shoulder.

He walked to where the carriages were packed and opened the door of a carriage I don't recognise and threw me onto the passenger's seat before running to the driver's seat after shutting my door. Adrian struck the reins against the horse and the animal took off just as Jack's fingers grazed the handle of the door.

Relief washed over me as we moved away from the cluster of people behind us but that relief was short lived because the moment we let our guard down, something ran into the left side of my carriage before another object ran into the right side of the carriage and a string of howls reached my ears.

I watched through the window screen in front of me as Adrian tried fighting one of the wolves that cling to his right side but he was so focused on the wolf he was fighting that he didn't notice the bolt of lightning that came from behind us, aiming directly at the driver's part of the carriage.

If anything happens to Adrian, I'm going to kill you father!

Except, it never hit Adrian. Instead it hit the belts that connected the horse to the carriage. Adrian had already taken care of the other wolf but before we could both realize what was going on, the reins on the horse snapped and the creature ran for its life while we crashed into a tree.

A groan fell from my lips and I crawled out of the carriage. I fell to the floor with a thud and looked around frantically for Adrian, only to find him a couple of feet away from me with his back turned and a hand on his temple.

Another bucket of relief washed over me and I picked up the hems of my extravagant wedding dress and walked towards him.

I stood beside him and placed my head on his shoulder as the sound of his breathing calmed the bundle of nerves within me.

"Are you okay, Adrian?"

"Well except for the part where your father almost hit me with a bolt of lightning then I'm fine."

I nodded my head and ran my hands over his shoulder, trying to calm the wolf that paced within me

"Did you see anyone else?" he asked in a calm voice and I turned my head in search of more wolves but there were none.

"No. No, there's no one."

"Good."

He nodded his head in acknowledgement. A faraway look sat in his red eyes and just when I thought he was lost in the city of his thoughts, a look of anger chased away all other emotions and he pulled himself away from me.

A pang of hurt nipped at my fragile heart and I tried to reach for him once more, hoping he would let me touch his skin. But instead he pushed me away and spoke in a cold voice.

"Now you're going to tell me what the hell is going on? Why did you run out of the church?"

A pregnant pause moved past us and a sheer layer of perspiration covered my skin.

"I ran away because I didn't want to marry Jack," I whispered into the wind, and Adrian turned to me with a cocked eyebrow and unamused smile on his face.

"This is strange. Just yesterday all you wanted to do was to marry the man of your dreams. What happened today?"

"I changed my mind."

He nodded his head like that was the most logical explanation he had ever heard and just when I thought he was done asking questions. He spoke again.

"Why did you kiss me, Isabella?"

I want to tell him that I kissed him because he was the kindest soul that I could encounter. I want to tell him that it took me watching him die to realize that I don't want to spend the rest of my days without him now that I have been given a second chance at life.

But instead all I could say were three feeble words that didn't even scratch the surface of what I feel.

"I don't know."

Silence washed over us and my heart pounded against my ribcage.

"You don't know," he repeated my words with a tone so bitter that I flicked away from him at the sound of it.

"You reject me in front of the entire pack, chose my brother over me, ignored my warnings about him, push me away, then you run out of the church saying you don't want to marry Jack, then you kiss me and all you have to say is 'I don't know'"

I nodded my head and he threw his hands in the air then pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I'm sorry, Adrian."

He froze at my words and another wave of silence washed over us and it was then that the dam holding his emotions at bay broke before my eyes.

3

~ISABELLA'S POV"

"You're sorry? You're sorry? Sorry isn't going to give me back my soul after you ripped it out of my body the day you rejected me. Sorry isn't going to reflect all the many ways in which you broke my heart after you chose my brother over me. Sorry isn't going to restore the broken friendship between us. Sorry isn't going to erase the humiliation I feel everytime walk through the streets of the pack after you made a fool out of me!!"

"Adrian, I..."

"I don't want to hear anything from you!"

"Adrian, please."

"You broke me, Isabella. I gave you everything I had and you took it for granted."

Heavy, ragged pants fell from his lips and a single tear fell from his eye. My heart shattered into millions of pieces and a matching tear ran down my cheek.

"I begged you to accept me, Isabella. I begged you to let me have a place in your heart, but you pushed me away. How do you expect me to forget that?"

"I'm sorry," my broken voice echoed against the trees of the forest and a string of tears ran down my face as I stared into his anger filled eyes.

"Sorry wouldn't make us go back to the way we were."

~~~

The moon was high in the sky and the creatures of the night made noises of pleasure as I walked home with my heels in my hands and Adrian by my side.

My eyes were swollen from the amount of crying I've done and my shoulders were slouched in defeat.

I spent hours with Adrian in the forest, begging him to take me back. To be my friend again.

But it was all to no avail.

I turned my head and stared at the face of Adrian. His jaw was clenched so hard that I feared his teeth might shatter under the force. The tension between us was so thick an ax couldn't cut through it and his red eyes were trained on the path before us, not once stealing a glance at me. To say I was disappointed would be an understatement and the back of my eyes brimmed with unshed tears.

I didn't know we were at my house till Adrian pinched my arm and pointed to the door. My stomach dropped at the thought of facing my family after running away from my own wedding.

I turned to Adrian then turned to the door again and a sigh of resignation left my lips as I swung the door open and walked through it, not bothering to look back at the man that walked me home, fearing that he may have only been the work of my imagination.

I walked towards the flight of stairs that led to my room with quickened steps.

"Isabella? Isabella, is that you?"

I ignored my mother's voice and continued walking up the flight of stairs, desperate to get to my room before the tsunami of emotions I'm holding breaks free and consumes I and those around me.

I shut the door to my room behind me and sank to my knees with a thud. Pain flashed through my legs but no amount of physical pain is enough to overthrone the emotional anguish I'm going through.

I lost him.

A string of tears fell from my eyes and heavy sobs left my lips as I remembered the pain–filled words he spoke to me.

I sobbed into the fabric of my wedding dress and a surge of anger ran through me and I tore the dress off my body. What was once a beautiful dress has been reduced to scraps of fabric and stones as a scream left my lips.

"Are you okay?"

"Leave me alone."

"But, Bella..."

"Just leave me alone," I whispered like a broken doll, hoping that they would obey my wish and leave me be. A sigh of relief left my lips when the sound of retreating footsteps reached my ears.

I ran my hands down the length of my body and stopped when my fingers slid over an unfamiliar scar on the top of my abdomen. It felt like a wound which could only be made by a knife.

Where the hell did I get this?

And then the realization hit me.

This was the same place Brenda stabbed me in my past life. I may have been reborn but it doesn't change the fact that it happened. It doesn't change the fact that the consequences for making the mistakes I made during my past life. It doesn't change the fact I lost my baby. It doesn't change the fact that I've lost Adrian.

And another sob left my lips.

~~~~

~ADRIAN'S POV~

Her soft snores reached my ears as I stood by her side as she slept on the cool floor of her bedroom.

The pieces of her tattered wedding dress littered the floor and a smile left my lips at the sight. But that pang of happiness disappeared when I saw the sight of her tear–stained face.

The memory of her pain–filled eyes flooded my senses and my broken heart shattered to millions of pieces and I stretched my hand towards her, desperate to feel the sparks that come with touching her skin. But my hand stopped mid–action and my fingers were so close I could feel the warmth that radiated off her.

I can't touch her. I wouldn't touch her. Not after everything she's put me through. Not after having spent years of my life wishing, hoping, begging her to accept my unhinged form of love only for her to push me away in the cruelest way.

I ran my hands over my lips. The feel of her lips against mine had forever been engraved into my mind and my wolf howled with joy as excitement hit me at the thought of the kiss we shared.

My first kiss.

I waited for her. I waited for her even before I knew she was my mate. The thought of being with a woman that wasn't her appalled me. I was willing to wait for her till the moon goddess killed every star in the sky.

But she didn't think the same way. She chose Jack over me. She mocked me for not being enough for her. She called me a devil, the one nickname I've hated my entire life.

She broke me.

I stood to my full height and turned to go out the window, when a sound so subtle filled the air.

It was a whimper. A pain-filled whimper.

I turned to Isabella and watched a single tear fall from her closed eyes and my shattered heart broke further.

I can't leave her like this.

I walked towards her and wrapped one arm around her thighs and the other around her shoulders and picked her up like the princess she is. Pieces of that accursed wedding dress that covered her fell to the floor and her beautiful body was left bare and exposed for all to see.

And by all I mean me.

My breath hitched in my through as my unworthy eyes took in her porcelain skin and all the blood in my body rushed to my manhood. I shook my head trying to clear all the dirty thoughts running through my head as I walked to her bed and gently placed her on the mattress and covered her body with the duvet.

I brushed a strand of hair off her face and walked towards the window and jumped out of it. I landed on my feet and shifted into my wolf before sprinting into the forest.

I still love her. I will always love her. But I can't forgive her for what she did to me.