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Rejected By The Alpha: The Hidden Luna's Revenge
For five years, I hid my identity as a legendary White Wolf, swallowing suppressants that tasted like ash just to protect Alpha Grafton. I played the role of the spineless "Shadow," enduring his pack's ridicule and his cold indifference, all to fulfill a promise I made to his dead twin brother. But when I finally exposed my powers to save Grafton from a rigged car crash, shattering my leg with liquid silver in the process, he didn't thank me. Instead, he stepped over my bleeding body to comfort Cherrelle, a socialite who was faking a wrist injury. He believed her lies over my sacrifice. When I tried to warn him about the poison in his drink, he forced me to swallow the Wolfsbane myself. He watched me convulse on the floor, calling me a "drama queen." He even threw me into a dog kennel, crushing the only photo I had of his brother—the man I actually loved—under his boot. He thought I was a stalker obsessed with him. He didn't know I drank black coffee I hated every morning just to be in sync with him, or that the "jealousy" he saw was actually grief for the ghost of his twin. Broken and done, I stood on the edge of Blackwood Bridge and sent him one final text. "I'm going to be with the man I actually love." Then, I rejected him as my mate, severed the bond that linked our souls, and let the dark river wash away five years of lies.
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