# Chapter 216: The Rejection That Shook the Moon
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Let me paint the scene for you. The tension was so thick you could have carved it with a blade. Leila had walked into that confrontation fully prepared to face the wolves and their claws — mentally, emotionally, she had armored herself for battle. But what she did *not* expect was Tatum Cromwell — the very Alpha who had once abandoned her — stepping forward to defend her like a shield.
Not just defend her, mind you. He *reprimanded* his own precious pack members. His own people. For *her* sake. And then — as if that wasn't enough of a shock to the system — he went ahead and promised them consequences for their actions. Leila kept her face a frozen mask of composure, but behind those cold, calculating eyes, she was reeling. Intrigued, even. But when Tatum went one step further and openly called off his engagement with Carmela right there in front of everyone?
Oh no. *That*, she never saw coming.
Now, don't misunderstand her. Leila wasn't some lovesick fool ready to run back into his arms. No. She was far too intelligent for that. The gears were turning in that brilliant mind of hers — she knew Tatum had his own reasons for wanting Carmela to pay. But why wouldn't he just do it the simple, proper way? Why not stand up and expose Carmela for the fraud she truly was? That would have been the clean kill. But even if he *did* expose her, Leila thought bitterly, it hardly changed anything.
*She wasn't taking him back.*
That decision was carved into stone deep within her heart. She would never be the Phoenix Luna for a pack that turned on her so quickly — not once, not twice. They had missed their chance. They had lost the blessings of the prophecy, the powerful destiny that had once been within their grasp, and that was simply their tragedy to bear. She owed them nothing. Not a second chance, not her warmth, not her loyalty.
Tatum glanced at her after making his earth-shattering announcement, searching her face with those probing eyes, clearly hoping to measure its effect on her. But Leila was a master of control. Her face remained cold, stoic, an unreadable fortress. Not an ounce of emotion slipped through her carefully constructed defenses.
Carmela, however, was not so composed.
"You can't possibly be serious," she sneered, her lips curling with pure venom.
"Oh, I am *dead* serious, Carmela," Tatum replied, his voice as cold as winter frost. "And you would do well not to make a fuss."
A fuss. That word seemed to detonate something inside Carmela. She scoffed bitterly and stepped right to the front of the crowd, her eyes blazing like hot coals.
"A fuss? You don't want me to make a *fuss*? Tell me the truth, Alpha — this is just an excuse to call off our engagement. Because in your heart, you were *never* going to marry me. It was a lie! Deceit! A joke!"
And there it was. Tatum didn't reply. He didn't deny it. But Leila saw it — the flicker of guilt in those cold eyes. For a brief moment, she thought perhaps he was calling off the wedding because he had finally discovered who his true mate was. But no. Leila knew Tatum too well for that. She had shared too much history with him to misread that look.
The truth settled over her like a heavy blanket: *The wedding was never his intention at all.*
Even before finding out the truth about the prophecy, even before knowing who Leila really was to him — Tatum had never planned to marry Carmela. It made a horrible sort of sense now, the way he had dragged his feet for five entire years. But that raised the horrible, nagging question: why? Why string Carmela along at all? Why allow himself to be trapped in an engagement he had no desire to honor?
Before she could dwell on it further, Carmela turned her assault on Leila directly.
"You're doing this for *her*, aren't you? Performed this little show to defend the wrong Luna that you claimed instead of me — the *real* culprit! You may be the Alpha, but we are not fools. We have NOT forgotten. The assassin confessed that she hired him to do it, and yet you defend her! You call me a stained Luna when I haven't even been proven guilty!"
Her voice dripped with poison, but here's what was curious — to Leila's sharp senses, Carmela's voice carried no hint of sadness. No grief. Only pure, incandescent rage. As if her primary emotion wasn't heartbreak but fury at being caught in her own web.
"Leila didn't kill the witch, Carmela," Tatum said, tilting his head smugly. "That's a truth we both know. And I can't say the same about you."
*"Did you hear that? Did you ALL hear that?"* Carmela whipped around to face the crowd, arms spread wide in dramatic appeal.
But no one spoke. No one dared. Tatum's earlier threat had wrapped a leash around their collective throats. The pack loved to whisper and judge when it was safe, but now, with the Alpha's anger hanging over them like a storm cloud, every wolf in that crowd suddenly found their shoes very interesting.
So Carmela redirected once more, and oh, this was where the knife really twisted. She turned to face the crowd with a bitter, broken laugh.
"I think this woman has bewitched the Alpha. Yes, that's it! She bewitched him before she left all those years ago. Because you all know the truth, don't you? In the five years of her absence, the Alpha never looked at my face. He never loved me, never cared for me. He wouldn't even let me call him by his name! He ignored me, avoided me like I was a plague!"
Her voice cracked with raw anguish as she continued, laying bare the humiliation of her existence — the very thing she had tried so desperately to hide behind her mask of the glamorous Alpha's intended.
"Do you know what it's like? He forgot how I *almost died* trying to save his fake Luna! Would it be a crime to say the Alpha is ungrateful for my sacrifices? Not once in five years did he ever touch me. Not once did he make me feel like a woman. I don't even know what his bedsheets smell like, because I have never once been close enough to find out!"
A bitter, hollow laugh escaped her lips.
"He used me. He used me to hold a place until his witch returned. The Alpha should have just rejected me outright if he didn't want me! But instead, he decided the best way to repay my patience and sacrifice was to put me through this emotional trauma and torture. But it's fine. I've had enough. I am *done* being anyone's doormat. I deserve better... and that is why I am going to reject *him*."
Leila's eyes widened. *What?*
Even Kelvin looked visibly shocked. Even Tatum's mask slipped, giving away genuine surprise. And around them, loud gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd like waves crashing against a shore. The weight of Carmela's words hung in the air, heavy and shocking.
Carmela turned to face Tatum fully, pinning him with the intensity of her stare.
"Yes, just like you humiliated me and called off our wedding, I am now breaking my bond to you. I, Carmela Easton, under the all-seeing eye of Selene, reject you — Alpha Tatum Cromwell of the Blood Oak Pack — as my mate."
The scene seemed to freeze. Every wolf held their breath.
But Tatum merely scoffed, nonchalantly casually even, stepping back as if putting physical distance between them sealed his indifference. His voice rang out loud, audible, unmistakeable in its certainty.
"Under the all-seeing eye of Selene, I, Alpha Tatum Cromwell, accept your rejection — Carmela Easton — as my mate."
The moment the words left his lips...
*A painful grunt escaped Leila.*
She clutched at her chest as a sharp, unexpected pain lanced straight through her heart — searing, breathtaking, undeniable. Whatever this was, whatever it meant, it hit her like a bolt of lightning from a clear blue sky. And she knew, in that gut-wrenching moment, that nothing would ever be the same again.
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh, this chapter was *absolutely electric*. The drama, the raw emotion, the shock of Carmela rejecting Tatum before he could reject her — it was a stunning power play that I didn't see coming at all. Watching Carmela finally snap and lay all her pathetic misery bare was both satisfying and pitiful. You almost felt for her, until you remembered all the terrible things she's done. And as for Tatum — accepting that rejection so casually, with such cold indifference, shows just how little she meant to him. But the real intrigue is that mysterious pain in Leila's chest. What does it mean? Is the bond still active? Is she somehow still tied to him? The story is at a fever pitch, and I am desperate for more!
**My Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 4.9 / 5 Stars**
## Next Chapter Prediction
The mysterious pain that seized Leila's heart the moment Tatum accepted Carmela's rejection is no mere coincidence — I suspect the mate bond between Leila and Tatum was somehow never truly severed, and this shocking event has awakened it or triggered something primal within her. In the next chapter, we might see Leila finding herself inexplicably drawn to Tatum against her will, struggling with feelings she swore she buried long ago. Meanwhile, the pack is in chaos, Carmela is now a rogue with nothing to lose, and she will absolutely not go quietly into the night. Brace yourselves for Carmela's revenge — because a woman with nothing left is the most dangerous creature of all.
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