The Rejected Luna novel Chapter 75

The Rejected Luna

The girl without a wolf

Chapter 71.

Jane's Stance

I was already out of bed before dawn, pacing the front yard and looking out for any sign of Vi.

I couldn't sleep well last night, I kept having nightmares of him getting killed by the Alpha King and never coming back to me.

My repeated nightmares got rid of whatever sleep I was to get last night. I staked out of the pack house, awaiting his return, praying hard to the moon goddess that she does me this huge favor by bringing Vishal back home to me, to us.

But when the sun rose high up in the sky and there was still no sign of him, I lost my cool. I was wailing and screaming out his name, I couldn't hold it in anymore. He was yet to return, and there was every chance that he might have been killed already.

And it wasn't just me who was worried and hysterical, Ella was too. Even Ray was having it as hard, but whatever agony they were feeling was nothing compared to the hell that had let loose in my heart.

If Vishal doesn't return to me anymore, then I'm surely gonna end my life with my own hands. A life without Vishal, I'd rather not live it. He was my air and the only reason I try so hard to be strong. With him gone, I'll be lost forever.

"Jane, please. Take it easy," Alpha Scott pleaded with me, as he crouched next to me, "Crying this much would only cause you more harm,"

But his words fell on deaf ears, and I didn't spare him a glance. How could I not cry when my mate was out there and I wasn't sure if he'll be returning to me or not? I had every reason to cry.

"He's still alive, Jane. I can still feel his link to the pack, so he's still alive," he reassured me repeatedly but that only made me feel worse.

If Vishal was still alive, then why isn't he coming back to us yet? Did he by chance suffer brain damage from his fight, and now, he has no memories of us?

If that's the case, then it's even worse than dying. Knowing Vishal was still alive somewhere but he has no memories of me would kill me slowly. Even the thought of it makes me shudder. I hope that's not the case.

Lost in my crying, I hadn't noticed the commotion earlier.

"What's happening?" I wasn't sure who asked the question, but it was that question that brought my mind back to reality.

We all stood alert waiting to know what all that noise was about. They were like screams of panic. I exchanged confused stares with Ella and she came to stand next to me, holding my hands firmly.

Soon, a few warriors came running in and they had a half-dead man in their arms. He was covered in blood and he looked pretty bashed in.

"Is that…Fuck, that's Vishal!" Ray yelled out, running out to go meet the warriors halfway. Scott followed him and so did Ella.

I was stuck in a spot, letting his words replay in my head. Vishal? My Vishal? That's him?

My eyes trailed over the half-dead man as they brought him closer to the front porch. I was trembling in fear as I took him in, how did he end up this bad?

"Someone get a doctor!" Scott yelled as they rushed him into the house.

"Jane," Ella came to hold me and that was when I broke down into massive tears. How did my Vishal end up like this? He looks almost dead like he was holding onto the last air.

Soon, I rushed into the house, desperately needing to talk to him. I need to remind him that he promised me that he'll be fine, so dying is never an option. He can't die on us, he can't.

He was placed in the room where I spent the night, and Scott kept trying to resuscitate him by applying pressure on his chest. The doctor was taking so long to get here and we were slowly losing him.

Soon, the doctor arrived and we were asked to head outside. I didn't stop crying and praying to the moon goddess that she spares his life.