HeeSha_TA

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, DARK THEMES]

“I will tie you to the bedpost and fuck you like a dirty little slut. Our bodies will meet in perfumes and in sweat until you're screaming for mercy from me… your big bad fuckable lord and Alpha." He vowed and my face seared with humiliation.


 Wasn't it laughable that I was not humiliated because of his words, but because of what the thoughts that lingered at the back of my mind were?


 I wanted every bit of it. The crazy wild sex, the toxic bond… somehow—the sound of them set my soul on fire. I wanted them all.
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Phoebe Skywalker is a humble maid in the mansion of the Prestigious Blue Moon’s Alpha. When she is chosen as the Moon's Chosen who is destined to mate with the Alpha, no one expected this taboo as only elites were allowed to become the Luna.

Unable to tolerate this humiliation, the arrogant Alpha rejects her. But the Alpha Council intervenes, forcing him to mate with the unlikely chosen one. 

Phoebe becomes the pack’s Luna but Alpha Kaene would never open his heart to her… or so he thought. When he tries his best to intimidate her, promising her unending nights of merciless lovemaking, Kaene doesn't expect the feisty side of Phoebe that he soon comes to discover. 

The taboo Luna shocks everyone as she not only shines in conquering enemies but also in stealing the heart of the stoic Alpha Kaene.

Rise of the Rejected Luna

After getting into my suite, I changed my clothes into an elegant black suit with a coattail.

I didn't bother putting on a mask even though it was a masquerade party and gave myself one final glance in the mirror before walking out of the suite.

When I got downstairs, I scanned my gaze around, realizing that I hadn't seen Phoebe since I got back.

Just then, I spotted her... Phoebe.

My mouth went wide in surprise at how beautiful she was.

She wore a black gown that sparkled under the lights of the room, had her hair cascading behind her like a waterfall, and was discussing with a noblewoman.

Her smile and her laughter, even from this distance, were infectious; even though it was clear to me that she was forcing it.

Eventually, the noblewoman left Phoebe's side, and she sighed, fiddling with her fingers while looking around.

_The Worst Was Yet To Come