“I, Logan Carter, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Emma Parker of the Crescent Moon Pack.”

I could feel my heart breaking. Leon was howling inside me, and I could feel his pain. 

She was looking right at me, and I could see the pain in her eyes, but she refused to show it. Most wolves fall to their knees from pain. I wanted to fall to my knees and claw at my chest. But she didn’t. She was standing there with her head held high. She took a deep breath and closed her wonderful eyes.
“I, Emma Parker of the Crescent Moon Pack, accept your rejection.”

When Emma turns 18, she is surprised that her mate is the Alpha of her pack. But her happiness about finding her mate didn't last long. Her mate rejected her for a stronger she-wolf. That she-wolf hates Emma and wants to get rid of her, but that isn't the only thing Emma has to deal with. Emma finds out that she is not an ordinary wolf and that there are people who want to use her. They are dangerous. They will do everything to get what they want.

What will Emma do? Will her mate regret rejecting her? Will her mate save her from the people around them?

True Luna

　　I was shaking from top to bottom.


　　Accepting Logan felt like finding a missing puzzle piece that completed the picture.


　　It was the best thing I’ve ever done.


　　It was the scariest thing I’ve ever done as well.


　　A part of me was still scared. A part of me was still screaming at me that I’d made a mistake.


　　His tongue massaged mine so perfectly. His hands on my body felt perfect, and I wanted more. I needed more.


　　“As happy as it makes me to see that the two of you have made up, please stop doing that on my couch.” I heard my brother’s voice.


　　My eyes opened abruptly, and I jumped off of Logan. I forgot where we were. I forgot that I was sitting on him and that it wasn’t a really good idea to throw myself backwards. Instead of jumping on my feet, I stumbled and started falling on my back.


　　Logan grabbed me just before my head hit the coffee table.


　　“Andrew!” Logan growled, shooting daggers at my brother.


CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE – Fighter