The Rejected Luna : journey of an enslaved luna

SCARLETT'S POV

"Are you an idiot?" didn't you know that I like my coffee without sugar? Maria screamed, her eyes wide with rage as she glared at me. She was so angry that her hands shook, and right away she threw the hot coffee all over my face.

The burning liquid ran down, and I flinched as I wiped my eyes. My heart raced. Her anger hurt more than the coffee itself.

Have you ever witnessed a scenario in which Luna is still neglected and treated like a slave, even after marriage?

That is my reality, as I, Scarlett Hilary, a 21-year-old woman mated to the formidable Alpha John of the powerful Silver Moon Pack, remain relegated to languish in the slave quarters alongside countless others, despite my status. As Luna, I should be revered, yet I am scorned. Rejected cruelly by my mate after our rushed bonding, this gut-wrenching dismissal has haunted me since my youth. Now, with my guardians lost to time, I am left with nothing but memories of happier days spent dreaming of a life of comfort and prestige, a far cry from my lamentable circumstances. Still, I retain hope that one fateful day, my mate will acknowledge me and alleviate my suffering, restoring me to my rightful place at his side as his cherished partner. Until then, I can but endure the disdain of the citizens and pray that my fortunes will change under the light of the Silver Moon pack.

Fair warning : If you're looking for a heroine who doesn't swear, has her life together, and doesn't make questionable decision daily, you've come to the wrong place.

Otherwise, strap yourself into the shitshow they call my life and hold on to your granny panties - this is going to be a bumpy ride.

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When I found out that my second-chance mate was the Alpha of the pack where I was being enslaved, joy filled my heart. It was a surreal moment.

Although when I looked into his eyes, it felt like he wanted to tear me apart that second. I could have sworn he was one sentence away from rejecting me.

I really didn't know what changed his mind and made him accept me, but it doesn't matter that much, right? I was too happy to even give it another thought.

In the days that followed, he began treating me well. I felt like a human for the first time in my life. He bought me luxurious dresses and handed them to me with warm and genuine smiles, making me feel a flutter in my chest for the first time ever.

I would twirl in the soft fabrics, laughing freely, feeling like a princess. I wore the jewelry he gave me, and it sparkled like my new hope.

But then, everything changed. Maria, his ex-girlfriend, returned from abroad six months ago and started living in this pack.

The warmth in his eyes towards me started to fade. The kindness I had come