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My Alpha mate has canceled our carefully planned honeymoon trips fourteen times for his Omega secretary.

When I learned the 14th honeymoon trip was ruined, we had just arrived in Finland.

Gabriel followed behind me irritably, constantly complaining: "Who told you to arrange the itinerary so quickly? When we got off the plane, I already said Victoria reported that rogue wolves invaded the pack. I'm the Alpha, I must go back!"

"It's just a trip, when can't we do it? Can't you be more understanding as a Luna? This concerns the pack's survival!"

I gripped the handle of my suitcase tightly, suppressing the sourness in my throat. I knew he was desperately eager to go back, definitely not because of any rogue wolves. But I didn't stop him.

"If you want to go back, then go back."

A few minutes ago, the plane had just landed.

Gabriel took out his phone the moment the plane landed and the network was restored. After connecting, multiple messages popped up.

I instinctively looked up, and several messages from the pack's internal group chat pierced my eyes like ice picks:

Victoria frantically tagging Gabriel:

"Alpha, my pet wolf suddenly fell ill. I really don't know what to do. As an Omega, I really can't handle this alone......"

Below was a glaring response:

"Don't panic, the Alpha will definitely come back immediately. Don't you know the Alpha cares about you the most? It's just a honeymoon trip, how many times has it been postponed? As for the Luna... she should be used to being left behind by now."

"Who told our Luna to be such a powerful healer warrior, unlike Victoria who's a delicate Omega and naturally needs more care. If you ask me, our Luna is just being idle, thinking about that broken honeymoon trip all year round. Doesn't she know the Alpha's time is precious? How can a Luna keep clinging to the Alpha and delay him from handling pack business?"

"They've been mates for so long, yet she still cares about such formalities. Some people just seek external validation because they're not loved."

Seeing these messages, my body became stiff inch by inch, and my mind quickly emptied. So in the eyes of my pack members whom I protected day and night, my expectations and efforts were so cheap and ridiculous.

This was our planned 14th honeymoon trip.

Every previous time, Gabriel would abandon me halfway for various reasons, and every time, it was because of Victoria.

His reasons were always legitimate - Alpha responsibilities, secretary's difficulties, pack safety.

But I knew these were all fake. He just wanted to go back to accompany Victoria.

Gabriel pretended to sigh, his gaze not even completely leaving his phone:

"The situation is urgent. Rogue wolves have invaded the pack. We'll talk about the trip next time."

My questioning almost burst out - was it really the pack in crisis, or was he eager to go back to find his Omega secretary? It finally turned into a suppressed sigh.

"This time is different... I spent a long time researching and booked restaurants and hotels you like... Can't the Elders handle it? The Gammas are all there too." I asked with a trace of humble hope, hoping Gabriel would stay because of this.

But he only glanced at me lightly.

"Are you done yet? When you became my mate, you should have known that I'm the Alpha, I have my responsibilities. The pack is my first choice. Do you know what consequences your words could cause? If our hunting grounds and mineral veins are seized by rogue wolves, our pack will face disaster."

His voice was loud, drawing strange looks from around us. Strangers exchanged knowing glances, silently passing judgment that "this Luna is too unreasonable."

Standing from an observer's perspective, they advised that mates should understand each other, and it's normal for an Alpha to be busy.

No one knew how bitter my heart was.

No one knew how exhausted my mate made me.

So, let him go. It's better to let go of things you can't have.

"Fine, you go." I heard my own dry voice.

"Sorry to trouble you. Rest at the hotel first, and come back tomorrow. I'll buy you a bag when we get home to make up for it."

Before he finished speaking, he had disappeared into the surging crowd like a weight lifted off his shoulders. I could see him urgently dialing Victoria's number.

He was rushing back to see his Omega secretary.