Scent of the Chosen Mate

When Jack came to see me, I hadn't seen him for almost half a year.

He served as a hunter in the Northern Territory Hunting Campaign for three years, but he didn't send any howl messages when he returned to his pack.

A few days ago, I received a moon crystal sent from my old pack.

When I activated it with my omega energy, the first thing I heard was a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, Jack, you are really something. Not only did you earn the top-level hunting badge from the Northern Wastes, but you also claimed our most hottest huntress from the pack! Bethel, tell me, how does Jack's wolf form treat you during the full moon?"

A seductive omega voice replied: "Need I say? Of course, his alpha dominance is unmatched!"

A howl of approval followed, so loud it nearly pierced my sensitive wolf ears.

I turned down the volume of the crystal and continued listening.

"Jack, what are you going to do with your mate-bonded omega, Anna? I heard that you've been moon-promised for three years. Aren't your pack elders urging you to complete the ritual?"

I subconsciously extended my claws and turned up the volume to maximum.

"What mate-bond? What do pups know about true mating when they're young? Anna and I haven't shared a moon run for more than half a year. She is now at best a free omega caretaker for my parents. She's very submissive and easy to control."

Someone sneered: "Oh, it's our great alpha who's powerful. He can make Anna's family serve as pack subordinates willingly."

The voice paused, and I heard Jack's wolf rumble: "Who made her want my alpha mark so badly?"

After listening to the crystal that day, my omega spirit was numb.

Just waiting for Jack to return and give me an explanation.

Now, his midnight-black wolf form is shifting outside my den.

Through the window, I can see him transform into his human self beside a female.

His hands cup her face, his alpha pheromones thick in the air as he scent-marks her neck, kissing deeply, lingering, without a trace of restraint.

I suddenly remembered the day when Jack first left for the territory wars three years ago. He nipped my neck gently in the pack gathering grounds, his amber wolf eyes bright.

"Anna, wait for me at the den submissively, I will come back to complete our mate-bond after earning my alpha status."

But his wolf seemed to have forgotten everything.

I took a deep breath, uncomfortably moved a few steps away, my omega senses overwhelmed by their mingled scents.

It seemed that there was no need for explanation.

Ten minutes later, I heard the sound of shifting bones as he transformed back.

Jack walked slowly toward me, his alpha presence making my omega instincts want to bare my neck.

"Did you witness everything?" He looked indifferent, "Forget about our moon-promise."

"You are a beautiful omega, but you are too weak, too submissive."

"The Luna I want should be confident, fierce, with a strong inner wolf, and you don't have these qualities."

The female shifted into her human form.

The huntress in the passenger seat released powerful pheromones in my direction and play-growled.

Jack responded with a possessive growl, his face showing complete devotion.

"Her name is Bethel, and she hunted with me in the Northern Territory."

"A den-raised omega like you will never understand the bond formed in the hunt."

The moonlight sprinkled on his face, but the look he gave Bethel held more power than any full moon.

I tried to suppress the whimper rising in my throat, with a bit of bitterness in my voice, "Have you thought about it? Must you break our bond today?"

Jack's wolf eyes flashed gold for a moment, then he smirked, "Do you need to choose a moon phase to release a failed mate claim?"

That's right.

I nodded, "Fine, I understand."

Perhaps my reaction was calmer than his wolf expected, Jack shifted uncomfortably.

"If you need any support from my pack, you can tell me. For example, do you want me to explain to your family alpha?"

"No need."

Through the moon crystal, I already knew everything.