Rejected Luna's Rise

Synopsis

The grand throne hall stretched before me like a golden cathedral, its vaulted ceilings disappearing into shadows that seemed to mock the brilliance below. Hundreds of pack leaders and nobles filled the ornate space, their voices creating a low hum of anticipation that vibrated through my bones. I stood at Magnus's side, my spine straight and hands clasped before me, every inch the dignified Luna I had been trained to be. The weight of tradition pressed down on me as heavily as the ceremonial crown that would soon rest upon my mate's head. Nine years. Nine years of standing in this very position, of enduring his cold indifference, of watching