The Rejected Luna

CHAPTER THREE

Cassie Jones’s POV

I couldn’t believe what I’d just done. My hand still trembled, my tears streaming freely as I pointed at him.

He made a move and stopped but I couldn't back out.

“I gave you my heart because I thought you were worthy of it,” I cried, voice breaking. “I let you touch me because I believed my innocence meant something to you! I loved you for years, Jamie. All this time, I thought you felt the same, but you—you just saw me as something to use, didn’t you?”

The words tore out of me, raw and shaking.

It hurt.

It hurt so much that I could barely breathe. I loved him with everything I had, and he knew it. That was what made it worse—he knew.

“You know it was all your dream— how would he make you his mate. Don't you think” Daisy’s voice boomed over my hearing as she made her way towards me, a large grin on her lips as she folded her hands together looking amused

“What's going on Daisy?" I said surprised that she wasn't taking my side. She's my friend and she knew how I pray and wanted this moment all to be rejected and humiliated like a rag

“I tried to warn you countless times" she said as if my feelings wasn't real.

“Was it two days ago?” I demanded, turning sharply toward Daisy. “When you tried to tell me something and he stopped you? Is that when you found out they were mates?”

She folded her arms, smirking. “I thought you were just lovesick. I only wanted to warn you to stay away from my sister’s man. Who knew you’d go so far as to make yourself his slut?”

“Your sister?"

I was surprised and beyond shocked. Daisy never told me she had a sister or even anybody. I thought she was like me.

She laughed. “Do you think I was like you? Be for real. I am not a bloody orphan like you and I didn't kill my parents so as not to have siblings and you're too f*****g stupid to realize that I became your friend to see how much you fall for it and see your heart be broken into pieces. You don't deserve love! Your parents didn't love you and that's why they killed themselves”

Her tone dripped with venom. My anger snapped.

Thwack!

The slap came out before I could think. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Even I froze—shocked by what I’d done.

Jamie’s expression darkened. His eyes—once warm—now burned with rage.

“How dare you,” he hissed, shoving me hard.

I stumbled backward and crashed to the ground, pain radiating through my arm as the crowd recoiled.

“Who would want an orphan with no rank to be my Luna?” he spat. “You? A worthless girl with nothing to offer? You think I’d reject my fated mate for you? What could you possibly give me?. You are everything Daisy said and still more and don't get me started with your fake tear about missing your parents and been vulnerable. You thought I don't know you were after my throne, the glory that comes with it and my wealth. Daisy has told me everything and you're stupid to think I wouldn't find out”

The words echoed in my skull. Orphan. No rank.

If my parents hadn’t died in that war—the one caused by betrayal from within our own pack—he wouldn’t have dared to speak to me like this.

I forced myself to stand, trembling. “You know why my parents died, right?”

He smirked. “Yeah. Because they were stupid. The war wouldn’t have started if they’d done their job protecting the borders.”

Laughter exploded around us—cruel, sharp, merciless.

Something inside me broke. I turned and ran.

I didn’t care who saw the tears on my face. I didn’t care about pride anymore. I just wanted to leave this place—the pack that once felt like home now suffocating me with shame.

In my room, I threw my few belongings into a bag. I needed to be gone before anyone stopped me.

As I reached the exit, Alex appeared with her maids, blocking my path.

“So,” she purred, “how does it feel to be abandoned?”

I didn't answered, she order her maids to push me to the ground. I fell, brushing my hands against the hard stone and blood start to drop but Alex didn't think she had enough.

“How dare you not answered to the Queen and Luna of this pack"

Fresh tears burst out from my eyes. Why me? Why did my parents died? Why is everything going this way? Why? . Different thought filled my minds but I didn't do anything.

“You were so naive to believed that he is going to leave me for you. And you had to mark your stay by sleeping with him. Is that how you do to people who showed you kindness. I wonder how many wolves has had their way with you for you to gain favors" she continues

“I didn't initiated any kiss. He did"

That was all I said when I heard the slap and my eyes blurring from it. Her angry voice flaring higher.

“You think my mate will initiate s*x with you or you practically begged your way to his private area"

I stood up, not minding the way other servant stood to watch and not saying or defending me.

I tried to walk past her, but she shoved me back.

“Alex, you won,” I said, voice shaking but calm. “You have him. Just let me go. I’m leaving the Vale Pack. You can have your fairytale.”

Her smirk faded. “What do you mean, enjoy it while it lasts?” she snapped, stepping closer.

I met her glare head-on. “Because it won’t. Jamie doesn’t love you—and he never will.”

Her face twisted in anger as I pushed past her. My legs felt heavy, but I didn’t stop until I reached the main gate.

I turned once, staring back at the pack I’d given everything to. My throat tightened. He didn’t even come after me—not a word, not a look.

That was all the answer I needed.

I wiped my tears, turned my back on the Vale Pack, and walked away.

Later that Night

Hours passed. My legs ached, my body numb from exhaustion and heartbreak. The moonlight guided my steps deeper into the forest. I could still hear faint howls in the distance—Vale wolves, probably searching. But not for me.

Cold seeped into my bones. I stopped to build a small campfire, my hands trembling as I unpacked what little I had. I roasted a piece of bush meat and forced down a few bites before curling up beside the fire.

The flames flickered, their glow soft against my tear-streaked face.

I looked up at the moon—full, bright, unbothered—and whispered, “Why does it hurt this much?”

Silence answered.

I pressed my arm over my eyes as the tears came again, quiet and endless, until sleep finally pulled me under.

Weeks Later

It had been weeks since I left the Vale Pack.

A rogue attack had stripped me of my belongings. I had wandered with no food, no shelter, and barely any strength left to keep moving. Every night I heard whispers—wolves nearby—but I no longer cared.

Lightning split the sky as I stumbled through the woods, drenched and shivering. I leaned against an old oak, its bark rough under my palms.

Maybe this was where I’d die. Forgotten. Alone.

But when I turned to take another step, something changed. A strange pulse throbbed in my chest—like my soul was being pulled somewhere. I gasped, pressing a hand over my heart.

The pull grew stronger, guiding me through the trees until the forest opened into a clearing.

There—standing before me—were wolves. Big. Wild. Their eyes glowed under the moonlight, unblinking and primal.

Rogues.

I swallowed hard, my knees trembling.

A hollow laugh escaped me, bitter and broken. “Oh, just kill me already.”