The Rejected Luna novel Chapter 68

The Rejected Luna

The girl without a wolf

Chapter 65.

Ten years ago…

The die was cast ten years ago. It was ten years ago that I earned the 'ruthless' tag and lived by it.

I was born into the Alpha lineage of our pack. My Father was the late Alpha of our pack, and soon, he was old and sick, on the verge of his death. Lying on his sick bed, it was only going to be a matter of days before the Alpha ceremony is held. There, the new Alpha would be crowned and Father would give his blessings to his successor. The whole pack would swear allegiance to the new Alpha and it'll be the dawn of a new era.

Now, if there was one thing I hated about being the son of my Father, it was the fact that I had eight brothers. I wasn't even the first son, I was the fourth, so I was in no way next to be the Alpha of our pack.

My oldest brother was technically next in line to the Alpha position, and after him, his sons will be next in line, and then his sons' sons. My descendants and I would never get the chance to become Alpha, we would be as useless as worn-out clothes.

We would be regarded as folks from the Alpha lineage but no respect would be put on our names as individuals. Our relevance would depend on the ruling Alphas. It wasn't the kind of life I wanted for myself.

My brothers seemed okay with allowing our oldest brother to become the next Alpha, but I wasn't okay with it. I wanted more than just being the brother to the Alpha or the uncle to the Alpha. I wanted the position. I wanted the fame, the acknowledgment, the reverence, I wanted it all.

Conventionally, a fourth son shouldn't crave the position of an Alpha. It was against the rules of heaven, the will of the Moon Goddess, and the ways of the people. But that wasn't gonna stop me, I wanted the position so bad that I was more than willing to do whatever it would take just to have the position in my grasp.

If the Heavens were against me, then fuck them! And if the moon goddess would feel opposed, then screw her. She did a shitty job of making me come out as the fourth son. I had all it took to be an Alpha-heir, not a measly fourth son. And if the people would feel opposed, then I'm gonna crush them underneath my feet.

I reached out to Luca and ordered him to kill all my eight brothers. The fact that we were blood-related didn't matter a bit to me. I needed them out of my way to get what I so badly wanted.

Luca killed them all, it was the greatest tragedy that ever befell this pack but it was for the greater good.

Father was so shocked by the news that he wept for his dead sons until his last day on earth. The Alpha-ceremony was held and I was pronounced as the Alpha-heir. I begged Father to give me his blessings, but he never did. Even on his dying bed, he never thought me worthy to become an Alpha.

"You'll never become an Alpha," those were the weak words he said to me.

His rejection plunged me into a mad state that I lost it and snapped his neck, putting his miserable life to an end. You could call it a mercy killing, and I did him a favor by killing him off. He sure was in a lot of pain.

The death of my brothers made it possible for me to become the Alpha King that I am today. And that's why I need an heir, I don't want this position to be snatched away from me and my descendants. But so far, being an Alpha King has been worth all the killing I did for it.

"What about the mission?" I finally asked, confused as to why he was bringing it up now. That mission has already been concluded ten years ago.

"Well, I'm sorry to inform you that there was a little oversight in the mission," Luca said,

"What is it?" I asked in a disturbed manner. He was hesitating a lot in telling me what the problem was and I was beginning to worry.

"I just found out recently that one of your brothers is still alive,"

"What?! That's not possible. I saw their dead bodies being buried with my own eyes. Except you're trying to tell me that they came back to life,"