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Rejected Luna's Love Triangle

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Thalia is the weakest and most unattractive werewolf in her pack. She is often despised and mocked at – but no worries, she knows that the moment she finds her True Mate, he will be the only one who loves and accepts her for who she is! Everything else doesn’t matter. Unfortunately, on the day of her eighteenth birthday, she gets the worst news of her life. She finds out that her mate is the last person she ever expects, and she gets brutally rejected. Her hopes and dreams are forever dashed! Devastated, Thalia takes a break to find herself and meaning in her life again. She meets someone new on her journey of self-discovery and she feels hopeful again. However, when she returns home to the Blue Moon Pack, it seems like her ex-Mate cannot let her go afterall? What happens in this messy, forbidden love triangle?
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: One Day, I Will Get Out Of This Hellhole!

I know people tell me that I shouldn't be looking forward to "someday" where life gets better for me or when I can finally lead the life I have always wanted if I just get this "thing".

"Blah, blah… Oh you can always lead the life you want NOW! Just put your mind to it, blah blah blah." I have had it up to here with all these naysayers!

Of course, it is easy for you to say that when you are beautiful and you have a wonderful life as it is.

It isn't easy for someone like me to come to terms with the person that I am. So, is it that wrong for me to wish that one day, I will meet my Mate and he will save me from my hellish existence? Is it wrong for me to hope that one day, life would stop being so painful?

If it is wrong, so be it. At least, these comforting thoughts get me out of bed every morning.

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Krring! Krring!

The alarm goes off at 7am as I groggily rub the sleep out of my eyes.

I stretched like a lazy cat and slowly got out of bed and into the bathroom, preparing for yet another miserable day at school.

As I brushed my teeth in front of the bathroom mirror, I took a long gaze at my body. Deathly pale and slightly emaciated. "Mmm, what a beauty." I thought sarcastically to myself.

I was too skinny, my eyes too disconcertingly huge, my hair is thin and limp and generally, my complexion leaves much to be desired.

I get it, and I have accepted it too. I don't yearn to be beautiful.

I understand from my parents that when you find your Mate, your one true love, you will feel an immense electricity coursing through your body and this lover in front of you, no matter how he or she looks, will be the most attractive thing on Earth. The Mate bond simply defies logic like that.

This is why, I have always pined for the day where I will finally meet him.

Someone who will look past my physical body and see the worth and value that I can offer.

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"Thalia! Breakfast is ready, come down!" my mom hollered.

My mom is truly a beauty, even with her age now, remnants of her youth and glamour still continues to shine through the signs of ageing. My dad too, was quite a hunk in his youth as he likes to jest and remind my mom.

They are loving parents to me and even more loving partners to each other.

This is why I feel that, as long as I can find my Mate, I too, will have a relationship like this to look forward to everyday.

My inner wolf, Xena, whined, enjoying the attention that my parents showered upon each other. I could feel her longing for her Mate too.

I smiled inwardly as I grabbed a piece of toast, kissed my parents on their cheeks and ran out to the driveway.

"Heya Lia! You're late!" Al reprimanded me as he waits by his bicycle at my driveway.

This is our morning routine.

Every day, my best friend Al waits for me at my doorstep and we bike to school together, filling each other with the latest pack gossips or news about the newest pack members.

I'm not popular like the other girls, obviously. So I am really grateful to have Al with me, he truly is my best friend and we read each other's minds without needing to say a word.

These bikes rides are honestly the best part of my day, sad, I know.

As we were nearing school, an untimely arrival caused us to cross paths with the school's most popular and snobbish clique. Stacey, a blonde bimbo she-wolf and her entourage of wolf-pups strutted in at the same time as us.

"Ugh, what an unsightly start to my day." She sneered at me.

Xena growled within me, ready to fight.

Stacey's perfectly straightened blonde hair glimmered in the morning sun as she sashayed by, purposely shaking her hips in an obnoxiously seductive way as she walked up to Ethan, our school's student president and soon-to-be Alpha.

I communicated to my inner wolf.

"Hey sweetie!" Stacey chirped in an unnaturally high voice as she spotted her target. She bounced up to Ethan and pressed her body tightly against him in an embrace. Her figure is to die for, and every guy in school has had their eyes scanned through every inch of her body at least once before.

Truly, she is probably every guy's wet dream. Gross, I know.

With her full, rounded breasts (always peeping through her low-cut dresses), her tiny waistline and legs that go on forever, it isn't that hard to imagine why.

Ethan, on the other hand, is the son of the Alpha so he is next in line to be our pack's new leader. We are a small, secluded werewolf pack that generally leads a quiet and uneventful life. However, attacks from rogue wolves, although uncommon, is still to be feared and we should elect the strongest amongst us for the ultimate protection.

Ethan is naturally your best choice here in the Blue Moon pack.

Ethan is your typical jock, handsome and strong. He is probably the strongest amongst us because of his youth and his Alpha bloodline.

He doesn't pay much attention to the rest of us so we generally try to keep out of their way.

As Ethan and Stacey started to exchange saliva publicly and their hands touching each other in the most obscene ways, I gagged publicly to show my disgust. Al snickered loudly and quickly dragged me away to class before Stacey could hear us.

People like Ethan and Stacey are meant for the higher hierarchies, most likely our next Alpha and Luna too. So even lowly wolves like me know to pick our battles.

Sighing, I allowed myself to be dragged off by Al.

Our first period was Biology and as our lecturer droned on about the human reproductive system versus the werewolf's reproductive system, I looked out of the windows dreamily, lost in my thoughts.

"Hey." Al spoke in a low, hushed tone, nudging me with his elbow, "Excited for tomorrow eh?"

I turned around to look at him, my eyes glimmering.

"Yes, my eighteenth birthday. I am going to finally meet him, Al. I've waited all my life." I whispered back.

A chill ran up my spine.

Finally, my life is going to improve.