Chapter 2

Gregory's Pov

No, how could I meet my mate after so many years, only to discover I am mated to an omega, an omega? He thought angrily as he pushed away all the files on his office table.

The papers scattered across the floor, some fluttering as they fell.

His frustration turned into a storm of papers, emotions, and shattered expectations.

"I asked for a real mate, and you gave me a burden.

What wrong have I ever committed, huh? Tell me!" Gregory cried out, his voice echoing in the empty office, questioning the Moon Goddess's choice of mate for him.

The room felt too small, suffocating under the weight of his discontent.

Ever since he was eighteen, Gregory had waited patiently for his mate, constantly feeling a pang of sadness whenever a pack member came to register their bond.

Each union felt like a taunt, a reminder of the bond he longed for. Now, at forty-one, the Moon Goddess finally decided to grace him with a mate—a weakling of an omega.

It felt as if his patience and loyalty had been rewarded with a cruel joke.

"Argh, this is impossible! I can't do this. It was better when I had no mate.

I waited for years and had finally come to terms with not having one, but you just had to humiliate me by giving me this burden of a mate," Gregory said, referring to the Moon Goddess.

"I can't accept this. I really can't take that thing as my mate," Gregory muttered to himself, pushing back the hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.

"Alpha, may I come in?" Tobias’s voice came from the other side of the door, breaking into Gregory’s thoughts.

Gregory took a deep breath, trying to compose himself, and then responded, "No, wait a minute."

He quickly sat back down on his chair and wiped his face, trying to erase any trace of the tears that had escaped. He didn’t want Tobias to see him like this, vulnerable and exposed.

"Come in," Gregory finally said, and Tobias opened the door and stepped into the office with a bright smile, oblivious to the storm brewing within Gregory.

"Congratulations, Alpha," Tobias said enthusiastically. "I heard you found your mate. I am so happy for you."

The words hit Gregory like a physical blow. "What is there to be happy about?" he snapped, his voice laden with bitterness.

"Tell me, Tobias, why are you congratulating me? On what grounds? Or are you trying to mock me?"

Tobias’s smile faltered for a moment, his brow furrowing with concern.

"Stop that, Gregory. You know I wouldn’t mock you. If I had a problem with you, I’d come straight to you and tell you.

Besides, what is there not to congratulate you about? You finally found your mate, and instead of being happy, you’re acting like a beast.

Just look at your office," Tobias said, gesturing at the mess around them. His tone was firm but carried a trace of warmth, a reflection of their long-standing friendship.

"Is that what you think this is about? My office?" Gregory growled, frustration bubbling up inside him.

"This isn’t about the office, Tobias. This is about the Moon Goddess’s decision.

After all these years, she gives me a mate who’s an omega—someone weak and unworthy. What’s there to celebrate?"

Tobias’s eyes widened, and he took a step closer to Gregory, his expression a mix of pity and exasperation.

"Gregory, you’re letting your anger cloud your judgment. The Moon Goddess has her reasons, even if we don’t understand them.

Your mate might be an omega, but that doesn’t make them any less deserving. You need to give it a chance."

"Give it a chance?" Gregory echoed, his voice rising. "How am I supposed to give it a chance when I feel like my destiny has been mocked? You don’t understand, Tobias.

You’ve never been in my position, waiting and hoping for something that feels like it’s slipping away."

Tobias shook his head, disappointment evident in his eyes. "Gregory, I’ve always known you to be strong, fair, and capable of seeing beyond your immediate frustrations.

If you can’t see past this right now, then maybe you need to take some time to reflect. You know where to find me when you’re ready to talk."

Tobias walked up to Gregory and, with a sudden movement, used his middle finger to tap Gregory’s chest lightly a reminder of their deep bond and his frustration with Gregory’s current behavior.

Gregory’s wolf growled softly, reacting to the intrusion on his personal space.

"I’m done with you for now, Gregory," Tobias said, his voice firm but not unkind.

"When you’re ready to face this situation with the maturity and wisdom I know you possess, I’ll be here to support you. But right now, you need to sort yourself out."

With that, Tobias turned and headed towards the door.

He paused briefly, looking back with a mix of sadness and resolve, before stepping out of the office and slamming the door behind him.

The finality of the slam echoed in the now-silent room, amplifying the solitude Gregory felt.

Gregory sat in the silence, while in deep thought.

When Tobias left, Gregory sat in silence, as he thought about the events of today.

How could this be possible? He, an Alpha known for leading one of the strongest packs, now faced with an omega mate?

It felt like a cruel twist of fate. His pack was renowned for its strength, so much so that other packs often came to him, seeking alliances, especially in times of war. They needed his power, his leadership.

He had always been well-respected, his authority unquestioned. Other pack leaders he knew, leaders of strong packs, had powerful and formidable mates.

But now, he was bound to a weak omega. Why him? What had he done to deserve this?

How could the Moon Goddess see this as my destiny?"

"The worst part of it all was that this omega wasn't even a dominant one but a submissive," Gregory thought bitterly, "so there was a high chance he wouldn't have an alpha offspring."

The very thought made his anger rise like a smoldering flame, and he slammed his hands on his desk.

"No, I will not allow this. I will not accept a weak mate," Never.