LOGINThe house was quiet when Davina came downstairs. She had stayed in her room for hours, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling, her feelings heavy and confusing. The smell of stew floated in from the kitchen, warm and familiar, but it didn’t make her feel any better.
Her mother moved slowly at the stove, sleeves rolled up, stirring the pot like nothing had happened. Her father paced the living room, hands clasped behind his back, footsteps heavy on the wooden floor. They both turned as they heard her footsteps, eyes full of concern. “There you are,” her mother said softly, dabbing her hands with a towel. “You had us worried sweetie.” Her father’s pacing halted. “Bunny… are you okay?” She nodded, though it didn’t feel true. She sat on the edge of the couch, rubbing her fingers together. The words stuck in her throat, painful and hard to say. “We got a call from the school,” her mother continued gently. “They said something happened today.” Her father’s voice hardened. “Did someone hurt you?” That question shattered something fragile inside her. “I—I was insulted,” Davina whispered, voice trembling. “In front of everyone.” Her mother knelt in front of her, cupping her face in her hands. “By who, baby?” “At school… some of the higher-ranked students,” Davina said. Her voice cracked. “They called me useless. Said I was nothing because I don’t have a wolf… because I’m wolfless.” Her father growled low in his throat. “They had no right.” Davina shook her head. “That wasn’t even the worst part.” Her parents froze. “I met my mate today.” Silence fell like a weight in the room. Her mother’s hand trembled slightly. “Your… mate?” Davina swallowed, her throat tight. “Yes. I felt it when I was in school. The pull… the bond. I didn’t understand it at first, but then I scented him.” Her voice broke. “He’s the Alpha’s son. Raymond.” Her father’s eyes widened. “Raymond?” “I know,” she whispered bitterly. “Of all people.” Her mother tried a small, uncertain smile. “But that means” “He rejected me,” Davina blurted, tears spilling down her cheeks. “Right there. He said he couldn’t accept a wolfless mate. He looked at me like I was… nothing.” Her mother pulled her into a tight embrace, touching her gently. “Oh, my sweetheart,” she murmured. “I’m so sorry.” Her father knelt beside them, jaw clenched. “That boy made a grave mistake.” Davina wiped her tears with the back of her hand. “Everyone saw. Everyone already thinks I’m weak, and now… now it’s all true to them.” Her mother held her face firmly. “Listen to me. You are not weak. You are not broken. Being wolfless does not make you unworthy of love.” “But he didn’t see that,” Davina whispered, voice cracking. Her father stood, eyes blazing. “One day, he will regret this. Mark my words.” Raymond couldn’t breathe. The moment he caught her scent in the school hallway, the world tilted. His heart slammed against his ribs, his wolf surging violently within him. Mate..mate. The word echoed in his mind like a roar. He had imagined this moment for years. As the Alpha’s son, he believed his mate would be perfect, strong, confident, able to stand by his side. He had thought it would be Aria the queen of the school, beautiful, adored, untouchable. He had let himself fall for that fantasy. But when he turned and saw Davina… everything shifted. Her eyes were wide, shimmering with vulnerability, hope, and fear. The bond snapped tight between them, undeniable and raw. No. This isn’t right. His wolf, Rand, howled in warning. It’s her. “She’s wolfless,” Raymond thought, jaw tightening. She is our mate, Rand insisted, don’t you feel it? He did feel it and that terrified him. Wolfless meant weak. It means useless . It meant a mate who couldn’t run with him, couldn’t fight with him, couldn’t lead beside him. An Alpha with a wolfless mate would be questioned, mocked, challenged. You’re wrong, Rand growled. Strength isn’t only in a wolf. Raymond clenched his fists. I can’t be an Alpha with her. You’ll regret rejecting her, Rand warned. She is important. She is ours. He looked at her again, saw the hope in her eyes. It twisted painfully in his chest. But fear of the future the judgment, his father, his status won. He hardened his expression. He forced a mask of indifference. He rejected her. "I Raymond Wood and the future Alpha of Red moon pack reject Davina Robinson as my mate and future Luna of the Red moon pack". The moment the words left him, something inside him shattered. Sharp, searing pain tore through his chest as if the bond itself had been ripped from his soul. Rand’s howl of agony echoed in his mind. His fists shook uncontrollably. He saw it in her eyes—the way hope flickered and died. The way her shoulders stiffened as if she’d been struck. Guilt flooded him, heavy and suffocating. Pride and fear chained his tongue. An Alpha could not hesitate. An Alpha could not show weakness. Still, the ache in his chest was real, suffocating, permanent. Turning away from her felt like walking away from a piece of himself—but he did it anyway.Inside the Silver Moon Pack mansion, Luna Arla sat beside Alpha Malik with a soft smile on her face. “She’s a sweet girl. I already like her.” Alpha Malik chuckled lightly. “Of course you do. She’s your sister’s child.” Luna Arla nodded. “Both of them are. Davina and Asher… they’re good kids.” Alpha Malik leaned back slightly. “They’ll be safe here.” Luna Arla’s smile faded just a little. “They have to be.” Upstairs, Briana pushed open a door. “This is your room.” Davina stepped in and paused. The room was beautiful soft colors, a wide bed, and sunlight pouring in through the window. “It looks really good,” Davina said, smiling. Briana beamed. “I’m glad you like it. I was actually hoping you’d stay in my room.” Davina laughed softly. “I know… but I need my own space too.” Briana nodded. “Yeah, I get that. Freshen up and rest. I’ll come get you when it’s time for lunch.” “Okay.” As Briana left, Davina let out a small breath. For the first time in a long while, everything f
The car slowed as it approached the border of the Silver Moon Pack. Tall trees surrounded the area. Warriors stood alert, their eyes sharp and watchful. Asher parked the car. Immediately, two warriors stepped forward. “State your identity,” one of them said firmly. Asher stepped out calmly. “My name is Asher Robinson, from the Red Moon Pack. We’re here to see our aunt Luna Arla.” The warriors exchanged looks. “We were not informed of your arrival,” the second guard said. “You’ll have to turn back.” Asher opened his mouth to explain But Davina stepped forward. She stopped him gently, then faced the guards. “Like my brother said,” she began calmly, “we came from the Red Moon Pack to visit our aunt your Luna.” Her voice was steady. “You can confirm it. Mind-link your Alpha or Luna.” The guards hesitated. Before they could respond A voice came from behind. “That won’t be necessary.” They all turned. A tall man approached them. His aura was strong. Confident. “Gamma Malik,” the guards gree
Mrs. Robinson stood quietly in the kitchen.Her hands moved quickly as she packed a small food basket.Fresh pastries.Davina’s favorite juice.She paused for a moment, staring at the basket.Then continued.Behind her, strong arms wrapped gently around her waist.Mr. Robinson.He rested his chin lightly on her shoulder.“So… you already prepared little bunny’s favorite pastry and juice?” he asked softly.Mrs. Robinson smiled faintly.“I don’t want her to start craving her mother’s cooking when she’s far away,” she replied. “At least this will remind her of home.”Mr. Robinson chuckled.“So she’s only your daughter now?” he teased. “I don’t have a daughter again?”Mrs. Robinson laughed lightly.“You’re impossible.”They both shared a small, quiet laugh.But beneath it…There was sadness.A few minutes laterFootsteps echoed from upstairs.“Mom? Dad?” Davina’s voice called out. “I’m done. Where are you?”“In the kitchen!” Mrs. Robinson replied.Davina walked in and paused.Her eyes fell on the b
Aria stepped closer to Davina.So close that no one else could hear her.Her lips curved into a small smile.“I’m the one who spread the rumors about you being wolfless,” she whispered.Davina froze.Aria leaned in even closer.“I made everyone turn against you,” she continued softly. “Because you deserved it… for trying to take my man.”For a split second,Something cracked inside Davina.But her face remained calm, that's your problem I don't care anymore about that all I know is that“I will never be your servant,” she said quietly. “Never.”Her parents immediately stepped forward.Asher moved beside her.Raymond’s eyes darkened. Disobey me again…” he said slowly, his voice low and dangerous,“and your entire family disappears.”Gasps spread across the hall.Mr. Robinson stepped forward, anger flashing in his eyes.But before things could escalateAlpha Jackson leaned closer to his son.“Don’t do anything stupid,” he whispered sharply.Luna Sabrina added quietly, “They are the backbon
A few moments later, Luna Sabrina returned to the stage. The hall slowly quieted as she raised her hand. Everyone looked toward her with admiration. “Welcome, members of the Red Moon Pack,” she announced proudly. Her voice echoed through the grand hall. “Today is not just another pack gathering.” The crowd leaned forward with anticipation. “Today… we gather for a very special reason.” She smiled toward the throne where Alpha Jackson sat. “We are here to present to you…” She paused dramatically. “Your new Alpha.” The hall erupted into cheers. At that moment, the massive doors of the Red Moon Pack hall swung open. A deep drumbeat echoed through the room. Everyone turned. Raymond walked in. He wore the ceremonial black suit of the future Alpha, its silver threads glimmering under the hall lights. His posture was straight and confident—untouchable. The crowd roared. “Future Alpha Raymond!” “Long live the Red Moon Pack!” Raymond walked calmly down the center aisle. Fo
Davina arrived at the Red Moon Pack hall with her parents. The moment they stepped inside, whispers spread through the room like wildfire. Heads turned. Some people pointed. Others didn’t even bother hiding their disdain. “Look… the wolfless girl.” “She actually came after being rejected.” “Does she want to cause a scene?” Davina heard every word. But she kept her chin lifted and walked beside her parents as if the whispers meant nothing. Her dress was simple yet elegant. She had chosen it carefully that morning, hoping—perhaps foolishly—that today might be different. But the moment she stepped into the hall, she realized nothing had changed. The whispers followed her everywhere. Her father’s jaw tightened as he heard the comments. Mr. Robinson’s fists clenched at his sides, his anger barely contained. No father wanted to hear people mock his daughter. Still, Davina forced a small smile. She pretended not to hear them. At the front of the grand hall, A







