Luna Lola-The Moon Wolf
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"You're the moon wolf, Lola. You're the wolf with the power of the Moon goddess", Serena said and collective gasps were heard in the room. After being rejected by her mate in Moonlit pack, Lola escaped on a full moon only to enter the territory of the next Alpha King who also happened to be her second chance mate. Adrian is the next Alpha King but he hasn't been able to assume his role because he needed a Luna by his side. A rogue that trespassed on his territory, whom he ordered be killed turned out to be his mate leaving him in a dilemma. Will Adrian reject Lola because she came into his territory as a rogue? Will he overcome what happened to him in the past and give Lola a chance or reject her and go ahead with Fay as his chosen Luna? What will happen when everyone finds out just how much power Lola wields and how she's supposed to protect her kind in an oncoming war? Find out in Lola - The Moon Wolf!
Chapter 1
Lola's POV
" I, Grayson Dawson, Alpha of the Moonlit pack, reject you, Lola Ashton, as my mate and Luna of this pack,” I heard Grayson's voice and a single tear ran down my left cheek as it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.
Why me? Why am I always the one who receives just bad things? What have I done to deserve this? I wanted to scream and shout at him. I'm his mate, his fated one, but he's rejecting me because I'm the runt of the pack? More tears ran down my cheeks as I saw him smiling at my misfortune.
"I, Lola Ashton, accept-” I did not finish my sentence when suddenly I felt how he held me up by my throat and snarled in my face. His eyes had already changed color, so I knew his wolf was in charge.
"You will not reject me, sl*t. I am your owner, and I tell you what to do and when,” he slapped me and threw me onto the ground.
I struggled to catch my breath. Tears ran down my face freely. I shouldn't have been born, I haven't done anything to deserve this at all.
Jasmine howled in pain inside my head, and my knees buckled in pain while I clung to my chest. I just wanted this to be over. But maybe that will only be on the day I die.
I heard a mocking laugh and looked up only to see Freya. Freya is the daughter of the current beta and soon-to-be Luna. She's everything that I am not -beautiful blue eyes with shiny blonde hair, killer body, glowing skin, strong and extremely wicked.
She stood there with her minions, who looked at me pitifully. I couldn't give a name to that emotion seen in her eyes. She laughed before she kicked me in the stomach. She pulled my hair and slapped me, making me fall on my butt.
"You really thought you could be Luna? You really thought Grayson would pick you over me? You're just a worthless b*tch that nobody loves, you bring bad luck and misfortune to the people around you. You're a wh*r* that will die alone because no one wants to be with you,” she spat in my face, and kicked me in the ribs with her heels.
I could not say anything. All I could think of were horrible things that would worsen my punishment if it occurred to them to come out of my mouth.
Her minions held me up as she slapped me repeatedly and punched me in the stomach.
She laughed maniacally as I screamed out in pain, and tears ran down my cheeks. When she was done with me, she threw me onto the ground, making my head hit in the process.
Jasmine was quiet in my head, she was always trying to take all of my pain away, but the abuse never stopped. We've waited for 8 years for our mate, our one true love bestowed upon us by the Moon goddess, and he would love us unconditionally, that's what mates do. We really hoped we'd be free from this slavery, constant mockery and abuse but all that has gone down the drain now.
All these sufferings started 8 years ago when my parents, the then Alpha and Luna of the Moonlit pack died in a rogue incident and the blame was placed on me. I was just 10, I did not know what really happened. One moment I was chatting happily with Mom and Dad, and then they were gone in a blink of an eye.
The pack blamed me and stripped me of my Alpha powers, they could not allow a traitor to rule them. Till now, I still don't know what I did wrong, I don't know what went wrong, I just had to bear the brunt of it all because the current Alpha, who was my father's Beta said so.
I was demoted to an Omega, the lowest rank for any wolf, the biggest insult to any wolf of high ranking. I became the slave of the pack at a young age, all the people who were nice to me became my enemy and treated me like trash.
‘Jasmine, I'm so sorry for putting us through all of this. If only I weren't so weak, if only I could stand up for us. I know you've always wanted your mate, I'm so sorry, Jas,’ I cried through our mind link.
‘None of this is your fault, Lola. I'm sorry for not being able to protect you more. If only I could shift and take all your pain away,’ Jasmine whimpered in my head sadly.
Nobody has ever seen Jasmine, I've only met her once, and that was before mom and dad passed away. She's a pure white wolf with golden eyes. She's a pretty wolf, but mom and dad said I have to keep her hidden, they never told me why.
I knew I was special, mom always called me 'her special little wolf'. Others got their wolf at age 16, Alphas got theirs at age 14, but I've had Jas since I was 8 and I've never seen anyone with a pure white wolf and golden eyes like mine.
Everyone thinks that I don't have a wolf and looks down on me because of it. We've not been able to shift even if we wanted to because we don't have the energy for that. There's barely enough to eat and the beatings we get each day are enough to weaken any wolf. I'm surprised I still have Jasmine with me.
I suddenly felt fire in my lower stomach and cried out painfully, people were passing, but no one paid attention to me. Nobody cares if I die because they actually want me dead.
Jasmine howled in pain in my head as the pain ran wildly through every vein in my body, and I knew Grayson was already getting it on with Freya. This is why he did not allow me to reject him, he knew I was going to be in pain if he was with another woman besides me. Fresh tears started pouring down my cheeks.
I weakly stood up and went towards my room in the cold basement, the pain did not stop, it only got worse. I could barely see where I was walking and tripped twice. I wanted to curl up and die. It felt like lava was running through my veins. I removed all my clothes and lay on the stone bed I always sleep on.
The pain gradually subsided and Jasmine went silent in my head. She was so sad, I was very sad too. I just wanted to be special to someone. I don't think I'm asking too much.
I knew I had to escape this hellhole somehow, I had been bearing it because of that invisible mate that was supposed to love me and save me with his love, but now that there's nothing here for me, I have to leave.
Grayson and Freya's coronation as the new Alpha and Luna is tomorrow evening, I have to leave. Jasmine and I deserve better and I need to give it to her.
‘Hang in there, Jasmine, I'll get us out of here as soon as possible, I promise,’ I said to Jasmine and heard her lowly whining, agreeing as I drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 2
Lola's POV
I was startled awake when I felt water on my body. I was still processing where the water could have come from when I felt a stinging pain across my cheeks. I opened my eyes and saw Aaron, Grayson's best friend, standing over me with a bucket in his hand. He must have dumped the bucket of water on me.
"Get up, bitch!" He barked at me, making me stand up quickly, almost tripping on my feet. I remembered stripping myself of all my clothes the night before and rushing to cover my body, earning another slap on the cheek. I fell down, hitting my head on my stone bed. I felt sticky liquid trickling down my forehead and lowly hissed in pain.
"You think that just because you're Gray's mate, you'd be treated differently? You're just a stupid nobody who will never be recognized. Freya is our Luna, you're just a wretched bitch that will die lonely," he said to me mockingly and kicked me repeatedly.
I'm sure my body has fresh bruises, the old ones ar