EPISODE 4: RED MOON PACK

Alpha Raze POV

I tilted my head as the elders ranted, demanding I choose a Luna.

“Choose! Select! We can't wait for your fated forever!”

They all yelled in my ears, and my eyes darkened. I raised my left hand in the air, silencing everyone instantly.

I was the most feared and powerful Alpha. I didn’t need to choose a mate—I would gladly wait for my fated one. To spoil her. To make her mine.

I became Alpha at eighteen. My pack had been nothing but a wasteland, and I built it up with power and wealth. My uncle, Lucien, tried to take the pack from me, but I stood my ground and defeated him in wolf form.

That scoundrel. I knew he had planted fear in the elders’ hearts. I’ll crush him when the time is right—along with my nephew, Kael.

I turned my gaze to the elders, my eyes dark and unreadable. I didn’t want more words. I’d waited years for my fated mate. I was thirty, but I hadn’t lost hope. Sooner or later, she would be in my arms. And when she was....

I wouldn’t let her go.

“There will be no festival to select my Luna. The Moon Goddess has surely blessed me—she will arrive soon. Am I clear?” I spoke in my Alpha tone.

I could see the fear in their eyes. Who wouldn’t be afraid? I had my first kill at thirteen. Rogues had attacked—twenty of them—and I fought alone to protect my pack.

No one dares to go against me. Except him.

Lucien.

He stood up slowly, his eyes trying to measure me. “What about Kieran? She’s been a close friend to you and would be perfect for the Luna position.”

I chuckled. Kieran was just a friend—and would be nothing more.

“Uncle, why don’t you marry her? She’d suit you better,” I said, my tone laced with mockery and anger.

I couldn’t stand his facade. A devil in green clothing—he once tried to use me, but I was smarter. Who would’ve thought an eighteen-year-old could outsmart him?

I turned to my Beta. I was ready to shut this down for good.

“Perhaps the Alpha doesn’t want to birth an heir,” Lucien added, pushing further.

My eyes dimmed. The hall's temperature spiked, heat thick in the air. I could snap his neck in two—but where’s the fun in that?

In a flash, I stood before him, my gaze piercing through him.

“Your opinion means nothing. Worthless,” I spat.

His eyes darkened with anger, but I didn’t care.

Without another word, I turned and walked to the door. My leather jacket swept the floor as my steps echoed power and dominance.

“He thinks he can control me—when his pack isn’t worth the dirt under my boots,” I said, loud enough for everyone to hear. Lucien heard it too. Let him stew in it.

“Anyone who sides with him—leave the hall and never return,” I warned. I didn’t need traitors.

I might sound hopeful, but I didn’t expect my mate to fall from the sky or land at my doorstep. But damn it—I needed her. I wanted my mate. To touch her. To take her around the world. To make up for the years we’d lost. Was the Moon Goddess playing games with me?

"Grr..."

I growled under my breath, storming to my room, ready to curse the Moon Goddess like I always did. She better send me my mate.

My Beta, Lucas, followed behind me. He knew I was pissed. How dare they question me? Lucien was gaining confidence—I would crush that fire before it became a blaze.

“Some traders from the Royal Moon Pack will arrive with the requested goods,” Lucas said behind me.

I grunted. I wasn’t expecting traders.

I paused, my eyes narrowing.

Were rogues trying to infiltrate my pack?

“Who sent them?” I roared.

“Your nephew’s chosen mate,” Lucas answered.

My eyes narrowed.

I had heard about her—guests gossiping about how Kael made an Omega his Luna. Rumors said she was stunning, curvy, beautiful, and had turned down countless suitors for Kael.

She must’ve been insane or blinded by love. Kael was calm on the outside, but inside? He was his father’s son. Blood is thicker than water—but not to him.

I was sure Kael had accepted her for a reason. A reason that served him.

Now I wanted to see her—the so-called Luna the pack gossiped about. I had a feeling her life with Kael had been hell. That boy was stubborn and manipulative. I doubted he ever loved her.

“Hm,” I hummed, and Lucas stood beside me, waiting for my response.

“Alert me when she reaches the border,” I said, then walked into my office and slammed the door.

I knew Lucas wanted to say something about the elders’ meeting, but I was too pissed for advice.

Was she a spy? Why was she coming to my pack? Did Lucien and Kael plan to use her against me?

My mind wouldn't rest. I stared at the paperwork on my desk and frowned.

If I had a mate… her company would calm me. She would sit here, ranting while I worked. And I’d listen—grateful—because she’d be mine. At last.

"The Moon Goddess has a time for us to meet our mate,"my wolf, Draven, finally stirred. He had shut himself away after the meeting.

Honestly, I could’ve lost control and slit someone’s throat right there. Draven knew better—that’s why he stayed silent.

“When?” I growled, frustration boiling.

“What if I’m way older than her?” I growled again, fury and longing burning inside me.