From Rejected to Chosen Luna

Synopsis

The grand hall of the Silverpaw Pack house had never looked more magnificent. Golden lights cascaded from crystal chandeliers, illuminating the faces of hundreds of pack members and visiting Alphas who had gathered for what everyone believed would be the most important ceremony of the year. I stood among the crowd in my finest white dress—the one I'd saved for months to buy, the one I'd imagined Darren would see me in when he finally, officially, made me his Luna. Eight years. Eight years of devotion, of tending to his wounds after battles, of maintaining the pack's healing gardens, of being his secret chosen mate while he promised me that someday, when the time was right, he would make our bond public. Tonight was supposed to be that night. My heart hammered against my ribs as Darren stepped onto the ceremonial platform, his Alpha presence commanding the attention of every werewolf in the room. He looked magnificent in his formal black suit, his dark hair perfectly styled, his powerful frame radiating the authority that had made me fall for him all those years ago. This was it. This was our moment. But then Brooklynn Gomez emerged from the side entrance, resplendent in a flowing silver gown that caught the light like moonbeams. The crowd murmured their approval as she glided toward the platform, her chin held high, her blonde hair cascading in perfect waves down her back. My stomach dropped like a stone. "Pack members, honored guests, fellow Alphas," Darren's voice boomed across the hall, and the room fell into