Lucas
The meeting room of the Blood Moon Pack was shrouded in an air of tension and authority, the atmosphere heavy with the weight of important decisions and strategic discussions. As Alpha, my responsibilities often demanded my presence here.
Beta Marcus, a trusted and reliable member of our pack, stood before the assembled leaders, his voice carrying a mixture of excitement and incredulity. "Alpha, esteemed pack members, I bring news that will surely pique your interest. It concerns none other than the youngest daughter of the Silver Moon Pack."
My attention sharpened as the room fell into a hushed silence. The Silver Moon Pack had always been a thorn in our side, a rival whose presence demanded vigilance and caution. But now, it seemed their youngest daughter had become entangled in our affairs in a most unexpected manner.
Beta Marcus continued, his expression carefully neutral. "It appears that the young Omega from the Silver Moon Pack, Ariana, had quite the eventful evening at our recent birthday celebration."
A murmur of intrigue rippled through the room, and I leaned forward, my curiosity piqued. Ariana—her name was familiar, though I had never met her personally. She was the one who had been the topic of countless rumors, whispered tales of her supposed promiscuity and lack of virtue. I had dismissed such gossip as idle talk, knowing well the power of baseless accusations.
But Beta Marcus' words held a different kind of weight—a gravity that demanded my attention. "Explain further, Beta," I commanded, my voice steady but edged with curiosity.
"During the party, Ariana was found in a rather compromising situation with one of our pack members," Beta Marcus explained, his gaze steady. "She was mistaken for your mate, Alpha. And ...she also claims to be your mate."
A ripple of disbelief surged through me. Mistaken for my mate? I shifted in my seat, my mind working to piece together the puzzle. The notion was preposterous—how could anyone confuse a mere Omega with a mark as prestigious and rare as my mate's?
My Mate should be the female warrior, Seraphina.
I felt my lips curl into a skeptical smile. "Beta, you can't be serious. The Moon Mark is unmistakable. How could anyone mistake her for my mate?"
Beta Marcus hesitated, his eyes flickering with uncertainty before he continued. "Alpha, it is not the Moon Mark on her face that led to the confusion, but rather the one on her back."
My skepticism gave way to genuine surprise, a shockwave of realization coursing through me. The Moon Mark on her back? It was an anomaly, an occurrence that had never before crossed my mind. I had been so focused on the Moon Mark that adorned the face of my destined mate that I had neglected to consider the possibility of its appearance elsewhere.
As my thoughts raced, Beta Marcus elaborated further. "The young Omega, Ariana, bears a Moon Mark on her back—a mark that was seen by those present at the party."
My mind whirled with the implications of this discovery. If the Moon Mark was indeed on her back, it would explain the confusion that had arisen. A sense of intrigue blossomed within me, accompanied by an unsettling curiosity. Could it be possible? Could this Omega truly be my mate?
The room around me seemed to fade into the background as I considered the possibilities. Ariana—her name now held a weight that it hadn't before. The youngest daughter of the Silver Moon Pack, the subject of rumors and gossip, was now an enigma that demanded my attention.
Beta Marcus cleared his throat, drawing my focus back to the present. "Alpha, it seems that Ariana's presence at the party was not well-received by our pack members. There were those who ridiculed her, mocking her as an Omega who dared to pretend to be your mate."
My jaw tightened at the blatant disrespect displayed by some of our own. The Blood Moon Pack was renowned for its strength and unity, but even within our ranks, there were those who lacked the sense of honor and camaraderie that defined us. I don't want to blame Ariana because she is Seraphina's sister after all.
A flicker of irritability burned within me as I addressed Beta Marcus. "Continue."
Beta Marcus nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Word has spread that Ariana is nothing more than a flirtatious Omega, engaging in casual encounters with different men. The rumors claim that she is far from virtuous and that her claim of being a virgin is an outright lie. I fear this rumor will spread and it will affect your wedding to Miss Seraphina."
“Since... it has started to be said that Seraphina stole her sister's mate.”
A surge of frustration coursed through me, a potent mix of indignation and concern for Seraphina. I had always believed in the power of truth, in reserving judgment until all facts were laid bare. The notion that my mate—the one meant to stand by my side and bear my mark—was the subject of such scornful rumors was unacceptable.
"Beta, I want to know more about Seraphina. And now, please tell Ariana to leave and warn her to stop talking nonsense." I declared, my voice carrying the weight of my authority. "For Seraphina, gather information about her, delve into her history, and separate fact from fiction. And I want to meet her—personally."
Beta Marcus nodded, his expression one of steadfast determination. "Of course, Alpha. I will ensure that everything is brought to light, and I will arrange a meeting with Seraphina as you request."
Little did I know that this unexpected revelation would be the catalyst for a journey that would forever alter the course of both our lives, weaving a tapestry of challenges, secrets, and undeniable destiny.
ArianaThe rain beat against the windowpane in a steady rhythm, a somber backdrop to the turmoil that churned within me. I stood outside the imposing doors of the Blood Moon Pack's meeting room, my heart pounding in my chest as I fought back the waves of anxiety that threatened to engulf me.Beta had delivered the message, a cold directive that I leave immediately, that I was not welcome in this place. The sting of rejection had cut deep, but I couldn't simply accept it. I couldn't let Lucas's misunderstanding stand, not when it held the potential to shatter the fragile connection that had formed between us.Determination burned within me as I pushed open the heavy door, stepping into the dimly lit room. My gaze landed on him—Lucas, the notorious Alpha, who sat at the head of a grand table, his expression a mix of intrigue and irritation as he regarded me.The air was charged with tension as I approached, my footsteps echoing through the vast space. I met his gaze head-on, my voice s
ArianaRain, relentless and unforgiving, seemed to mirror the tempest that raged within my heart. I stood at the edge of the Blood Moon Pack's territory, drenched to the bone, my soul heavy with the weight of rejection. The memory of his cold laughter reverberated in my mind, a cruel reminder of the chasm that separated us.With every raindrop that fell upon me, I felt a surge of pain, each one a tiny prick that added to the growing storm of emotions within. I had sought understanding, clarity, even a glimmer of compassion, but all I had received was mockery—mockery that cut through my resolve like a blade.As the rain soaked through my clothes and chilled my skin, I felt a deep sense of despair settling over me. The world around me seemed to blur, my vision clouded by both the physical rain and the tears that had begun to flow freely down my cheeks. I sank to my knees, my hands gripping the wet ground as though seeking solace from the earth itself.The heartache was almost unbearable
ArianaThe words were like a dagger to my heart, a stark reminder of my own perceived insignificance. I knew she didn't mean to hurt me intentionally, but the impact of her words cut deep, leaving a wound that seemed to widen with each passing moment.Before I could respond, my parents entered the room, their faces beaming with pride. "Darling, we've been so caught up with the wedding preparations that we almost forgot to check on you," my mother exclaimed, her voice filled with concern.My father nodded in agreement. "How are you feeling, my dear?"I offered them a small, tired smile, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'll be alright. Just need a bit more rest."My sister's laughter rang out once again, a sound that grated against my already frayed nerves. "Resting as usual, I see. Well, don't worry, Lucas will be able to take care of you once he's officially a part of the family."Her words were a mixture of teasing and mockery, a reminder of my own perceived inadequacies. I felt a
LucasThe night hung heavy with tension as I paced the dimly lit room, the storm outside mirroring the tempest that raged within me. Damn, I got the wrong wife. How stupid."You fool! Do you not see what you've done?" The voice that erupted from within me was not my own, but that of the wolf that resided within my very being. Its anger was palpable, a violent force that surged against the barriers I had erected to keep it at bay.I clenched my fists, my jaw tight with frustration. "This is not the time, wolf. I need to think, to figure out how to fix this."The wolf's laughter was a chilling echo in my mind."Think? You dare to speak of thinking when you've jeopardized our mate, our Luna?" The wolf's growl was ferocious, a guttural sound that sent shivers down my spine. My wolf is very irritable, its strength is very strong, sometimes it can even control my body when my consciousness is weak, that's why I seal it.I gritted my teeth, my patience wearing thin. "You know nothing of wha
ArianaI left a farewell letter to my parents, which is just beside my bed, I don't know if they have seen it or not.The days wore on as I journeyed through unfamiliar lands, seeking refuge in various hostels along the way. Each night, I found myself surrounded by the laughter and intimacy of loving couples, their affectionate gestures a stark reminder of the companionship I had lost. In the hostels, I watched as couples shared tender glances and whispered sweet words, their closeness a testament to the warmth of their bond. This relieved my loneliness of traveling alone.One evening, as I sat alone in the common area of a hostel, lost in my thoughts, a gentle tap on my shoulder roused me from my reverie. I turned to see a couple standing before me, their smiles kind and welcoming. In their hands, they held a small cake, its soft scent of vanilla and sweetness filling the air."We noticed you've been alone," the woman said, her voice soft and compassionate. "We wanted to share a lit
ArianaFive years laterAfter staying in the witch tribe, I got a lot of warmth and learned witchcraft from Gertrude.Under her tutelage, I had delved deep into the intricacies of magic, navigating a labyrinth of spells, incantations, and ancient rituals. Days blurred into nights as I poured over ancient tomes, my fingers tracing the faded words that held the secrets of generations past. Gertrude's guidance was relentless, her expectations high as she pushed me to harness the raw power that flowed through my veins. "You must channel your energy with precision, Ariana," Gertrude admonished, her voice a melodic yet stern reminder of the stakes at hand. "Magic is not a force to be trifled with. One misstep, one misplaced intention, and the consequences could be dire."I nodded, sweat trickling down my brow as I attempted to conjure a simple illusion. The air shimmered around me, the image forming before dissipating into nothingness. Frustration welled up within me, my hands trembling w
ArianaLucas battered and outnumbered, stood against a backdrop of hostility. My heart raced as a surge of conflicting emotions washed over me, surprise and apprehension.The wolves surrounding Lucas were huge, with black fur, and I guess they were Black Moon clan. This is the second time I have seen a werewolf of the Black Moon Clan, and they are more domineering than I imagined.I couldn't stand idly by while he faced the threat of the Black Moon tribe.Drawing upon the magic that had become an extension of myself, I focused my energy on creating a diversion—a veil of illusion that shrouded the surroundings in a mist of confusion. The attackers hesitated, their attention momentarily diverted as they tried to make sense of the shifting shadows.Seizing the opportunity, Lucas managed to break free from his assailants, his movements swift and determined. A surge of satisfaction coursed through me as I watched him regain his footing, his determination evident even in the midst of chaos.
ArianaThe forest was a tapestry of shadows and moonlight as I stood before him, my heart caught in a maelstrom of emotions that threatened to consume me. The past and the present collided, a clash of memories and realities that left me momentarily disoriented.His words hung in the air, a declaration that sent shockwaves through my senses. "Our daughter," he had said, a truth that defied reason and comprehension. I felt a mixture of anger and frustration rise within me, a surge of emotion that threatened to override my thoughts. "Don't be ridiculous," I retorted, my voice laced with skepticism. "You're overthinking things. She's not yours."He seemed unfazed by my words, a determined glint in his eyes. "I know what I feel, Ariana," he replied, his voice steady and unwavering. "My wolf can sense it, can sense the connection between us."I scoffed, a bitter edge to my laughter. "Your wolf? Please. You can't just claim something without evidence."His arms closed around me in a sudden