Chapter 2

I woke abruptly, gasping for breath, sweat running down my forehead as I struggled to control my heart. I had just had a nightmare, a terrifying one. I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration, but then I realized—it wasn’t just a nightmare. Everything I had experienced was real. My heart pounded as questions flooded my mind, but the most pressing one was: where the heck am I? I looked around the room, but I didn’t recognize it.

The room was big, grand, and fancy—nothing like what I had back home. That only raised more questions. What had happened to me that day? Why was I here? Just then, the door flew open, catching my attention. Two men walked in, and they froze as soon as they saw me awake. I did the same. Our eyes locked for a moment, and just like before, my wolf began to stir, but this time she was more agitated. Their scent was oddly familiar, and when my wolf whispered “Mates…” again, the truth hit me.

My eyes widened in shock. They were the wolves from that night—the ones who saved me. I couldn’t believe it. This was what they looked like in their human form? Standing before me were two god-like men. One had striking silver hair, the other jet-black. I didn’t know anyone could look this good. Each of them was perfectly crafted, from their sharp eyes to their chiseled features. They were flawless, as if the gods themselves had sculpted them. Just looking at them made my wolf go wild inside me.

“The moon goddess has to be joking. You are an omega,” the one with black hair said, his tone filled with disbelief. His words confused me. How powerful was he to know I was an omega just by looking at me? And more importantly, who were they? I had so many questions swirling in my mind.

“Don’t be rude, brother,” the one with silver hair said coldly, sitting down in a nearby chair, his eyes never leaving mine. “I am Zarek, and this is my twin brother Axel.” He paused for a moment, his gaze piercing into me before he asked, “What pack are you from, and why exactly did you venture into Grey Moon’s territory?”

At that moment, my heart sank. I was in Grey Moon’s territory? The scariest, most powerful pack there was. They were feared across the lands, known for their brutality and unmatched strength. Their Alpha was ruthless, and I knew they had a reputation for dealing harshly with trespassers. My pack was close to theirs, and my father and their Alpha had never seen eye to eye, but I never expected to find myself here, right in the middle of their territory. How have I managed to make my situation go from bad to worse? 

If they found out which pack I was from, they would waste no time in ending me.

“Are you going to answer?” Axel asked, pouring himself a glass of wine from the bottle on the table, his hazel eyes piercing into me. His gaze made me gulp as he added, “You don’t smell like a rogue, so where exactly are you from?” My mind scrambled for answers. What could I possibly say to avoid getting killed?

“I am from far away Nirvana, not close to here at all,” I lied, hoping it would be enough. To my surprise, they didn’t press me further. Instead, they stared at me, their scrutiny making me feel smaller by the second. I couldn’t tell what they were thinking, but after what felt like forever, Zarek finally spoke.

“You do know we are not going to accept you as our mate, right? You will be rejected because you are an ordinary omega. We are going to be Alphas one day, and surely a more fitting Queen should be our mate, not an omega,” he said coldly. In that moment, I realized exactly who they were—the sons of the Alpha of the Grey Moon pack. Fear gripped me tighter. How could I possibly be mated to the sons of the Grey Moon Alpha? What kind of cruel game was the Moon Goddess playing with me?

“The Moon Goddess has cursed us enough already. How dare she send a lowly omega to us?” Axel sneered. “I, Axel Lyster, son of Cormac Lyster, reject you as my mate.” He spoke the words with authority, but nothing happened. Wasn’t the mate bond supposed to break? Wasn’t it supposed to hurt? Axel stared at me, confused, and muttered, “Why isn’t it working?”

I was just as shocked. My wolf still whispered "mates" to me. What was going on? Axel repeated the rejection, but again, nothing changed. The brothers looked at each other, bewildered. As far as I knew, this was how mate bonds were broken, so why wasn’t this one?

“Why isn’t it working?” Axel demanded again, while Zarek remained silent, equally confused. After a silence that seemed to stretch forever, Zarek finally spoke. “Leave her alone for now. We will figure out what to do with her later, but for now, we will let Father decide.” His eyes roamed over me with a hint of disgust as he added, “An omega? What a joke.” With that, they left the room.

I didn’t know whether to feel hurt by their rejection or relieved that I wasn’t dead. The thought of meeting their father, the Alpha, terrified me. What on earth was happening to my life? And why did his attempt to reject me fail? Was that even possible?

Just then, I heard a soft knock on the door. Before I could respond, an elderly man entered, a polite smile on his face. “Sorry to disturb you, miss, but the prince has asked that I escort you to the Alpha,” he said, introducing himself as Curtis. His kind demeanor made me smile despite my fear. It was comforting to see someone who wasn’t cruel.

Just then, he urged me to follow him, and with no other option, I did as I was told. We walked through the massive castle, my eyes wandering over the grand surroundings. I couldn’t help but wonder just how wealthy they truly were. I knew they had money, but this surpassed all my expectations.

We arrived at a room where guards stood outside. Curtis spoke to them briefly before they disappeared into the room and then returned. “The woman can come in,” one of them said. Curtis stepped into the room, and I followed closely behind. The space was grand—a study, by the looks of it. A man sat behind a large desk, his head bowed as he scribbled something on a sheet of paper. “What is it this time, Curtis, and what am I supposed to do with the woman?” he asked, without looking up.

“Your sons said you would decide what to do with her after seeing her. They found her at the borders. She crossed without permission and claims to be from far away,” Curtis explained. The man stopped writing, set down his pen, and slowly lifted his head. My heart dropped. He looked so much like the twins—an older version of them—but you wouldn’t believe he was old enough to father two grown men.

He was breathtaking. His hair was black like Axel’s, streaked with gray, and his eyes mirrored Zarek’s stunning silver. Too good to be true. What was it with the royals of this pack? Did they deliberately pick the most handsome men to rule? Everything about him was flawless—his hair, his eyes, everything. I never found older men attractive, but there was something different about him.

“Where are you from, and what is your name?” he asked, his interest suddenly rise. His voice was calm, much like Zarek’s, but his presence still filled me with unease.

“Lunetta Adam from Nirvana,” I lied, naming a distant kingdom. He didn’t respond right away, just stared at me, his gaze lingering on every detail of my face.

“You must be tired from traveling all the way from there. Curtis, see that she is well taken care of. Make sure she eats and rests. We will decide what to do with her later,” he said with a small smile. I nodded, surprised by his unexpected kindness. I hadn’t imagined the Alpha of the Grey Moon Pack would be like this.

For a moment, our eyes locked, and if I didn’t know better, I would say he was intrigued by me. To be honest, there was something about him that drew me in. Curtis bowed, urging me to leave the room. The Alpha finally broke eye contact, returning to his work as Curtis and I exited.

“You will be staying in the room you woke up in. The maids will bring you some food. Make yourself comfortable,” Curtis said with a smile. 

We returned to the room, and as promised, the maids arrived quickly, carrying trays of food. I devoured it all hungrily. Why were they treating me like royalty? I hadn’t had such good food in ages, and now they were offering it freely? And in such luxury? Would they still treat me this way if they knew who I really was?

I finished my meal quickly. The maids returned to collect the dishes, and though I offered to help, they politely declined. I knew it wasn’t wise to sleep here, but I was going to enjoy the small freedom I had and actually rest. What I thought was just a short nap turned into a much longer sleep, and when I woke up, I realized it was already night.

I rushed into the bathroom, realizing I didn’t smell so great and decided to take a much-needed shower. Afterward, I noticed there were no towels in sight, so I walked out naked, using my old clothes to dry my hair. Suddenly, I jumped as the door opened, and Axel walked in without knocking. His eyes immediately locked onto my bare figure, and we both stood frozen, staring at each other.

What the hell?