Page 42 of Nyte's Rejected Luna

“What are you thinking about over there?” Markus asked as if we were a real couple driving through the city.

I turned and glared at him, keeping as much space as possible between us in the small back seat.

“I’m thinking about how great it’s gonna be to see Nyte kick your ass when he comes and gets me.”

Markus let out a deep laugh, his head falling back on the headrest of his seat. “Even if he wanted to come for you, he won’t.” He turned to look at me with a cruel smile on his lips. “We are at war with something much bigger than all of us. The war is making us all join together as one. Can’t be one if he comes charging into my territory for a little witch.”

He reached out for me, my body jerking back. I curled my lip in a snarl, glaring at him. “You mean like how you kidnapped this little witch from his territory?”

“His territory? Oh no, he has no territory. He gave up his future as the Alpha when he claimed you as his mate. No, he’s just a rankles wolf in the pack now. And the Alpha of the Coronado Pack isn’t going to care that I took you. He is too busy worrying about his pack to care about a little witch from the San Diego Coven.”

He laughed again as my back pressed as much against the door as I could without merging with the leather. He was right. Nyte gave up any power he had in the pack for me. He brought me in because I asked him for help hiding from Markus. Now, all of that had backfired. Nyte had no power to help me now, and by hiding in the packhouse, I all but lit up flares for Markus to find me. Had I not asked Nyte to help me and just stayed hiding at home, would I have ever fallen into his hands? And if I had, would Nyte have had the power he needed to come for me then? He would have probably been Alpha by then. The pack wouldn’t have been able to reject him had he waited to claim me till after he took over. They would have had no choice but to accept me as their Luna. Now, all Nyte had on his side was Madi and Chase.

A soft scoff left my lips at the thought of Chase. I had thought he was my stalker. I was so suspicious of him. Right up until the end, watching him chat with Katya before I left, I had been wary of his intentions. Now, I doubt he was ever a real danger to me at all—just a guy who was looking out for his friend’s mate.

“Thompson, call the pack. Tell them there will be a meeting as soon as I arrive. I want everyone to be ready to greet their Luna. And I want no objections to who she is. I’m not like Nyte. I won’t allow my pack to drive me out, and I won’t allow them to reject my chosen mate.”

“Yes, sir,” Thompson answered, pushing a button on the screen of the dashboard and calling on a number.

Markus turned to me as Thompson talked over the speakers, smiling. “See, life as my Luna is already going to be far better than what Nyte offered you as a rejected alpha. I offer you power.”

Chapter twenty

Nyte

Flashesoffacescomethrough the bond, my fists colliding with the wall as Chase rushes to me.

“We lost her scent about a mile outside the cemetery.”

“I know where she is,” I growled, his eyes turning to the hole my fist created.

“Well, that’s good?” he said, frowning. “Where is she?”

“Markus.”

It was all I could say, turning at the sound of the front door opening and bringing the scent of the one who handed my mate over to the Oceanside Alpha. Her face had played a massive part in the messages sent to me from Paige. Her face turned from a bright smile to pure evil before shoving my mate into a cave where her stalker waited. Katya twirled her hair with her fingers, and Paige’s bag draped over her arm as if it belonged to her. She smiled when her sister spotted her, the smile slipping as the other girl turned a panicked gaze up to me.

The entire packhouse knew I was searching for my mate. They all knew I was on a rampage, and her sister could smell Paige on the bag. It was all she needed to confirm that her sister was involved and, thereby, in danger of my wrath.

“Katya!” I roared, jumping over the upper floor railing and the flight of stairs. My feet landed with a loud thump, my body rising to my full height as I glared down at her, her body instinctively cowering away.

She attempted to hide Paige’s bag behind her, forcing a nervous smile on her lips. “Nyte, what can I help you with?”

“You fucking took her!” I roared, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her closer, taking a deep breath of Paige’s scent still on her. “You handed her over to another Alpha. You touched what doesn’t belong to you!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about! You’re sounding crazy, Nyte!” She cried out, struggling against me.

I ripped Paige’s bag from her arm, shoving her into Chase as he stepped down the stairs. Inside the bag were Paige’s clothes and toiletries. Katya hadn’t even bothered emptying the contents. I dug inside, pulling out her cards and holding them in front of the she-wolf’s face with a growl.

“You even stole her cards.”

Her eyes widened as she realized her mistake in taking the bag and all its contents, struggling against Chase’s grip as his hands tightened.

“I told you not to do something stupid,” he growled at her. “I told you just a few hours ago to accept your fate.”

“Fuck you, Chase! I’ll never accept him!” She growled back, struggling harder.

“Nyte!” I looked away from the she-wolf, finding Alexander at the top of the stairs, glaring down at the scene we had created in his packhouse. “Chase, let her go.”

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