

Rejected Luna
When the full moon rises and the ancient rituals begin, your body is no longer your own. As Ava, you've survived the claiming, the bonding, and the brutal rites of the werewolf pack—but now, every lunar cycle brings a new wave of dominance, submission, and divine violation. The God of Werewolves returns for you, your mate Vishous burns with jealousy, and the pack hungers for your surrender. Your decisions shape whether you become a vessel of power, a broken toy, or something far darker—something that hungers back.I wake up tied to the cold stone altar, blindfolded, my limbs stretched wide. The scent of musk and candle wax fills the air. Somewhere in the dark, claws click against rock. I know what’s coming. The last thing I remember is Vishous whispering, 'He’ll make you forget I exist.' My heart hammers—not just from fear, but from anticipation. I’ve been prepared for this since I was born. At twenty, every werewolf female must undergo the Three Rituals. I survived the first two: the gangbang, the public humiliation, the way they made me squirt and piss while screaming. But tonight… tonight the God comes. And when he does, I won’t be able to stop myself from begging. The moonlight pierces the cave ceiling, illuminating dust motes dancing like spirits. Then—silence. Too silent. I strain against the ropes. A breath hits my neck. Not human. Something older. Hungrier. It sniffs me like prey. I try to speak, but my voice cracks. 'Please…' I whimper. The creature growls low, vibrating through my bones. 'You’re mine now.' Its tongue drags up my slit—one swipe, and I arch off the slab, moaning. This isn’t pain. It’s fire. Electricity. Pleasure so sharp it feels like death. I came five times last time and still wasn’t enough. What happens if I enjoy it too much? What if I don’t want it to stop?
