The Alpha’s Forsaken Luna

Hazel's POVThirty minutes later, I sat on the examination table, still very shaken from the near accident. My hands rested on my stomach as if to reassure myself that everything was fine. When the door opened, I glanced up and my mouth fell open in surprise.It was the same man who had just saved me in the parking lot. As if I needed him to be any closer to me.“Looks like we meet again,” he said, stepping inside with a clipboard in hand. “Though I have to say, I prefer seeing my patients in a hospital room rather than under the wheels of a car.”I let out a breathy laugh. “Trust me, I prefer it this way too.”He smiled, pulling up a stool to sit across from me. His white lab coat had an insignia of a wolf's head on it, along with 'WolfCare General Hospital' written below it in blue lettering. “I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself earlier. My name is Dr. Whyte.”His surname confirmed what I had read on his badge, but now that I was looking at him properly, I couldn’t shake the s

Hazel's POVThe next morning, I woke up to an empty bed.For a second, I thought maybe last night had been a dream. Maybe if I reached out, Blaine would still be there, lying beside me and breathing evenly in his sleep.But the sheets were cold. He was really gone.I stared at the empty space in front of me. Had he gone to her again?When I had left the hospital, Eloise had been coughing blood. Blaine must have gone back to her this morning.Of course he had. That was how it had always been.Eloise, the orphan girl people pitied, loved and protected. The girl my parents had taken in and raised as their own. She had gone from having nothing to living as a daughter of an Alpha. People adored her because she was cute. They treated her like a little sister, cherished her in ways I had never quite understood.At first, Blaine had been the same as the rest: kind, protective and treating her like any younger sibling. But then, slowly, things changed. The more time they spent together, the le

Hazel's POVI stormed into my room immediately. I didn’t stop or hesitate. Grabbing two very old duffel bags, I started to throw clothes into them, from shirts to pants and underwear, anything my hands touched. I wasn't paying any much attention to it.My fingers fumbled as I shoved in my essentials. My eyes were burning up with tears, but I managed to keep them at bay. This was not the time for weakness. I wouldn’t cry. Not in this house, at least.When I was done, I made my way downstairs again. I turned toward the front door and my fingers curled around the handle.“Hazel.”I glanced over my shoulder.Luna Astra walked closer to me. Then to my surprise, she opened her arms. I didn't waste a single moment; I let go of my bags and walked into her hug.She held me tightly and her warmth reminded me of something I hadn’t felt in years: A mother’s love. Not my own mother’s, but her. She held me like a mother would, offering all her support and love.Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Send

HAZEL'S POV “Darling…can you please try to calm down?” I heard Astra murmur comfortingly as she cradled my head,gently brushing back the hair sticking to my forehead.“I…I can't…breathe,” I choked out a strangled sob as my throat tightened.Her words sounded far away.Maybe because I was hyper-focused on sucking in enough air as my lungs began to expand painfully.But no matter how many mouthfuls of air I took, nothing was enough…and I kept going,my chest rising and falling rapidly,and my eyes bulging with a mix of shock and lack of oxygen.Was I dying?“Breathe…Breathe,Hazel…” she cooed, panic tainting her voice.My frantic gaze immediately flitted to the door as it was pushed open,and I watched, panting,as the tall, familiar,man made his way into the room, followed closely by a nurse.“Doctor,I think she's having some trouble breathing…” Luna Astra started immediately.“Hyperventilation,” the doctor muttered as he crowded me,his face a mask of calmNess “Hazel,focus on my fingers

HAZEL'S POV “You have nothing to worry about, darling.” Luna Astra began,in response to me worrying about her.“I don't even visit as often as I should,” she scoffed, “I doubt Harris even notices my absence.”My mouth stretched into a grin as I recognised a fellow woman's subtle need for validation.“Of course he does,” I told her. “He'd go crazy if you were to stay out a whole day without his knowledge.”It was obvious my response had pleased her,because she beamed lovingly,her cheeks taking on a rosiness that no blush could ever replicate.“How's he?the alpha?” I asked her,and she shrugged. “Stressed, angry?”I swallowed hard, nodding. “He was always good to me,I'll miss him.”“Will you believe me if I say he misses you too?”A small laugh slid out before I could control it. “I would definitely believe that.”“Well he does,and he…he thinks part of all this mess is his fault.”“Why'd he ever think that?” I questioned, incredulous with the possibility that the alpha would ever consi