He Is The Alpha? Guess I'm Doomed As A Slave.

Luna's POV.

As I strolled down the quiet, yet stunningly picturesque tard road, my heart overflowed with an indescribable sense of joy and elation. My thoughts were consumed by Bryan and the last words he spoke to me at school, after being bullied or threatened by the almighty Blake Mohegan.

With every step I took down the lonely streets, my anticipation grew as I clutched the handkerchief Bryan had given me tightly in my pocket. The weight of its significance was not lost on me.

I took it out of my pocket as my eyes fixated on the pristine white fabric and I couldn't help but break out into a wide, uncontrollable grin.

My heart raced with the thought of Bryan approaching me to be his lover, and the possibility of a future together made my heart flutter.

"He's just so adorable, I can hardly contain my excitement!" I squealed to myself, sending a silent prayer to the universe for his proposal to come soon.

Every moment without him felt like an eternity, and I eagerly awaited the day when our love could flourish into something more.

My mind was consumed with the memory of Bryan and the handkerchief he had given me, so much so that I was completely oblivious to my surroundings until I reached home.

As soon as I pushed open the front door, I was met with the chaotic sight of clothes strewn across the living room floor. My house may have been humble, but this was something else entirely - it was as if I was living in the den of a lowly Omega.

The unkempt state of my home made my skin crawl, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort as if a swarm of lice had taken up residence in my belly.

"Oh, you're home!" My mother's voice suddenly rang out, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turned to face her and saw that she was dressed in a pristine, white gown that covered her from neck to toe - the attire of a Delta.

"It actually took you so long to arrive home…" My mother chuckled as I walked in the door, teasing me about my tardiness while fumbling with her old earrings.

"I had a lot to do at school," I started to explain when, to my surprise, my father emerged from his room in a rumpled white shirt and pants.

My confusion deepened at the sight, and I couldn't help but wonder where everyone was going, why they were in such a rush, and why they were all wearing white.

"What's going on? Why is everyone dressed like this?" I asked, my curiosity piqued as I stood there, gazing at them in confusion.

"You haven't told her yet?" My father turned to my mother, incredulous.

My heart raced with anticipation as I waited for an explanation. Something told me that whatever it was, it would be life-changing.

"I completely forgot, Robert... but she's not deaf. She should have heard about it at school," my mother muttered, turning to head back to her room to retrieve whatever it was she had forgotten.

Confusion etched across my face, I turned to my father, seeking answers. "What am I supposed to know?" I asked, my heart racing with worry.

He hesitated for a moment, his hands resting on his waist as he looked at me intently. I could tell he was struggling with how to tell me.

"Can someone please tell me what's going on?" I blurted out, my frustration building with every passing moment.

"Sweety, listen to me," my mother said, reemerging from her room and placing her hands gently on my shoulders. She spoke softly, her voice full of warmth and love. I could feel the weight of her words before she even spoke them. Something big was happening, and I could sense it in the air.

"There's a new Alpha in Normhills, and he'll be choosing his mate today, as he takes over," she said, her words filling me with a sense of awe.

"All Omegas, Deltas, and Gammas are expected to be there, along with the witches and vampire clan," she continued, but then her expression soured as she looked me up and down. It was as if she was measuring my worth, and I didn't like it.

"But what's the problem?" I demanded, feeling left out and confused.

"I don't think you should go," she asserted, her tone firm as she let go of my shoulders and turned away from me.

"What? Why not?" I cried, feeling the injustice of her words. "All werewolves are expected to be at the Pack's Castle, and I'm a werewolf too. Why can't I go?" My voice rose with every word.

My parents exchanged a look, but it was my dad who spoke up. "Look, Honey, it's not that we're ashamed of you or anything. It's just that we don't want you to get hurt seeing the Alpha choose someone else as his mate."

His words hit me like a ton of bricks. All this time, I thought I was just a regular Omega like the others in the pack. But now I realised that I was seen as inferior, unworthy of standing beside them.

But I wasn't going to take this lying down. "I don't care who the Alpha is or who his mate will be," I declared, my voice trembling with determination. "I refuse to be treated like a second-class citizen just because of my status. I'm getting dressed, and I'm going with you to the Pack's Castle!"

As I walked past my parents, I could feel their shame and embarrassment. But I didn't care. I was going to show them that I was just as deserving of respect and love as anyone else in the pack. And I was going to do it with my head held high.

They thought they could stop me, but they were wrong. I wasn't going to let their low expectations hold me back. I knew I wasn't going to be chosen as the Alpha's mate, but that didn't mean I couldn't attend the crowning ceremony as an Omega.

With my determination fueling me, I got dressed in my best outfit and headed towards the door.

As I walked out of my room, a deep frown etched on my face, I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration and disappointment welling up inside of me.

I glanced down at my outfit - a black gown with silver stones that shimmered in the light. It was a dress that I had once loved and cherished, but now it felt torn and worn, just like my emotions knowing even my parents saw me as a useless Omega.

As I smoothed down the fabric, I noticed the edges that were frayed and ripped. It seemed like a reflection of the state of my life right now - things falling apart and coming undone. Despite my efforts to keep everything together, it felt like I was losing control.

As I lifted my chin up, not minding the dress, I could feel my parents' eyes on me as I stood still.

To my surprise, they were both sitting on the couch, waiting for me. My mom gasped as she saw me, and my dad couldn't help but smile. It was as if they finally understood what I was trying to prove.

"Is that..." my mom trailed off, pointing at my outfit.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her. "Yes, Mom. I'm going to the Pack's Castle, and I'm going to make a statement. Besides, I don't have any other clothes to wear for such a fancy occasion!"

"But that's black.. how will she be in an all white attire ceremony with a black dress?" He complained.

My dad's worried face made me roll my eyes. "Dad, it's just a colour. I'll wear what I want," I said firmly.

I didn't have time for their doubts or fears. I was determined to make a statement and prove to everyone that I was just as deserving of respect and recognition as anyone else in the pack.

Without another word, I stormed out of the house and started making my way to the Pack's Castle. As I walked, I could feel the stares and snickers of other pack members. But I held my head high and refused to let their judgement affect me.

Finally, we arrived at the castle, the grand venue for the Alpha's coronation and mate selection. My mom tried to offer some words of encouragement, but I was too focused to listen.

"This is it," she said as we walked towards the entrance.

The music was blasting and the energy in the room was electric. I couldn't help but smile as I took in the festive atmosphere.

"Now this is what we call a party!"

Suddenly, my inner wolf who had been silent for over a month because of what I had said to her finally spoke up.

"Lycandra!" I called out, feeling a sense of comfort wash over me. She was like my comfort in the dark and staying without her all these while made me lonely and sad.

"Don't call me that way…. it's not like you missed me. You've been having fun lately thinking about the new kid, Bryan Smith!" She uttered, sounding rude and jealous too.

"Come on, Lycandra I …." I was going to talk back to her but then, she made me feel even more unwanted than I already was because of the black dress I was putting on.

"How could you even put on a black gown when others have their white gown on?" She satirised. "You make me sick most times Luna and I wish I was never with you!" Sge added, feeling disgusted by my nonchalant behaviour.

I instantly folded my hands across my chest, heaving a soft sigh, with my lips pursed. "Did you surface tonight just to talk to me without Respect or what?" I asked, scoffing in disgust.

"Fine, do as you please!" She finally kept quiet and without so much hesitation anymore, I walked into the crowd.

Everyone had their eyes on me and I made my way through the crowd, searching for my parents. They mumbled and whispered at my back, making me feel a bit uncomfortable too.

"I told you!" Lycandra mocked seeing or realising how tense I was.

"Shut it, Lycandra.. you are making things worse!" I ordered and she obeyed but I guess it was just for a while.

Soon, I found my parents and the Alpha's Coronation started and with a loud growl, he was invited to the podium by the Pack's seer.

"THE NEW ALPHA!!"

Everyone clapped, standing to their feet. Well, I needed to see who the Alpha was too so I stood up , stretching my head to know who he was.

With so much excitement and anticipation, I awaited his arrival but unfortunately, it turned out to be my worst mistake.

"HE IS THE ALPHA?" I gasped.