The Rejected Luna's Secret Alpha

Chapter 10

Before I could answer, the doors opened again.

A woman entered the hall.

Seraphina Vale.

She wore a fitted ivory dress, her dark hair falling in perfect waves over her shoulders. Diamonds glittered at her ears, and the Bloodmoon crest was pinned proudly to her chest.

Her gaze immediately found Dorian.

Then it shifted to me.

Finally, she noticed Xavier standing at my side.

Her smile vanished.

“What is she doing here?” she demanded.

Dorian turned toward her.

“Seraphina, this isn’t the time.”

“Not the time?” She looked between us, her expression hardening. “You told me we were coming here to discuss a political matter. You didn’t tell me you were searching for her.”

“I needed to speak with Freya.”

“You told me she was nothing.”

The words landed like a slap.

I felt Xavier go still beside me.

Dorian’s face darkened.

“Enough.”

But Seraphina wasn’t finished.

“You said the bond was weak. You said rejecting her wouldn’t matter. You promised me that choosing me would make you stronger.”

My stomach twisted.

So that was the truth.

Dorian hadn’t simply chosen Seraphina because he thought she was the better political match.

He had convinced himself that our bond was insignificant.

And now he was standing in front of me, demanding that I return to him.

Seraphina looked at me with open hostility.

“Whatever game you’re playing, Freya, you should understand something. Dorian is my future husband.”

I met her gaze.

“Then you should have nothing to worry about.”

Her eyes narrowed.

“You think the Lycan King will protect you forever?”

Xavier stepped forward.

“That is enough.”

His voice cut through the room.

Every guard straightened.

Seraphina’s face paled, but she lifted her chin.

“With respect, Your Majesty, this is a Bloodmoon matter.”

“No,” Xavier replied. “It became a Blackthorn matter when your Alpha crossed my border and demanded a woman who refused him.”

He turned toward the guards.

“Escort Lady Vale to the guest quarters. Alpha Gray may remain until this audience concludes, but neither of them will approach Freya without her permission.”

Seraphina looked at Dorian in disbelief.

“Are you going to let him speak to me like that?”

Dorian didn’t answer.

He was staring at my wrist again.

The silver symbol had begun to glow through my sleeve.

This time, I could feel it too.

A strange warmth spread through my chest, followed by a whisper that seemed to rise from somewhere deep within my soul.

The false bond has been broken.

I gasped.

The chandeliers above us flickered.

Xavier turned toward me, his golden eyes widening as a thin golden symbol appeared around his wrist.

The same symbol I had seen the previous day.

Only now, it was brighter.

Stronger.

And it was responding to me.

Dorian stumbled backward.

“No,” he whispered.

His face had gone deathly pale.

“That’s impossible.”

Xavier caught my hand.

The moment our fingers intertwined, silver and gold light swept across the marble floor.

Every person in the room dropped to their knees.

Every person except Xavier.

He stared at me as though the world had just revealed a secret he had spent his entire life trying to forget.

Then, in a voice so quiet that only I could hear it, he spoke the words that changed everything.

“Freya, what have you awakened?”