My Luna, My Rules

When I was attacked by rogues and left severely wounded, my mate, Alpha Kieran of the Crescent Moon Pack, was supposedly on a business trip with his Beta, Seraphina. His car passed by where I lay, bleeding out on the ground, yet he ignored me. Even though I reached out through our mate bond, pleading for help, he continued on his way with Seraphina. The lead warrior arrived just in time with his warriors and rushed me to the pack doctor. The doctor looked at me regretfully. "Luna, your pup... is gone." I broke down, but for the sake of the pack, for the burden Alpha Kieran carried, I chose to bear my grief alone. But my most loyal warrior told me the truth: Kieran was never on a business trip. He had taken Seraphina on a vacation to the beach. Pain and betrayal crushed me. When I needed him most, he chose her over me. So, I picked up my phone and dialed a number I hadn't called in years. "Alpha Darius," I said, voice steady despite my trembling hands, "it's time for you to keep your promise." On the other end, the Alpha of the Blue Star Pack chuckled. "I've been waiting for this day."