The Rejected Luna Returns Chapter 06

The Rejected Luna Returns Chapter 06

I surfaced from the memories and looked at Adrian calmly,

“Alpha, we ended things ten years ago.”

“I don’t understand what you’re trying to do now.”

“If there’s nothing else, please don’t disturb my life again.”

Adrian’s knuckles whitened as he clenched his fists, “I’m sorry… what I did ten years ago was unforgivable. I

was a bastard.”

The old Adrian had never apologized-not once.

When I’d broken down and confronted him, he’d always been self-righteous, never bothering with excuses.

This belated apology only left me disoriented, like hearing an echo from a lifetime ago.

“I see.”

I smiled

ecessary. More than an apology, I’d rather we remain strangers forever.”

dismiss him could not have been clearer, yet Adrian stood rooted to the spot, his face ashen

bell above the door jingled again.

Mike pushed his way inside, a woman following close behind him.

I nodded at her, “Luna Juliet.”

Luna Juliet’s eyes instantly reddened, “Hazel… why won’t you call me Mom anymore?”

She stumbled forward, reaching out to hug me, but I stepped aside, avoiding her embrace.

Her outstretched hand trembled mid-air, “You still hate us, don’t you?”

Mike closed his eyes in a behind her.

potting it too strongly. But I’ve committed every word to memory. you said to me back

That snowy night, they’d been there too-at the gates of Adrian’s pack house.

They d watched as warriors pinned my arms behind my back and pressed me into the snow.

They heard Adrian give the order to use lethal force.

I’d held out my frostbitten hands to them, choking out “Mom” and “Mike,” begging for help.

But they’d stepped back, recoiling from the blood and dirt caking my hands, “Hazel, you’re making a

spectacle of yourself.”

“Stop calling us that. The Darkstone Pack has nothing to do with you now.”

“From this day forward… we’ll act as if we never had you.”

The memories hung heavy in the air, freezing the moment.

Luna Juliet swayed, barely staying upright with Mike’s support.

I really looked at her then-ten years had stripped away her elegance, leaving streaks of gray in her hair and exhaustion etched deep in her eyes.

Mike’s voice was raw with pain, “I’m the one who’s sorry… but Mom thinks about you every single day.”

“We’re still your family-blood ties can’t be severed. Even if you can’t forgive us yet, at least let us make it up

to you…”

“No, they’re not!”

Isla burst out of the back kitchen, throwing her arms around mine protectively:

“Hazel has me! I’m her family now!”