The Alpha's Secret Moon

Luna Silverwood raced through the forest, her paws barely touching the moss-covered ground as she ran toward her favorite place in all of Moonstone Pack territory. Today was special - it was her six-month anniversary with Marcus, and she wanted to surprise him at their secret lake where they first kissed under the full moon.

Her wolf, Silver, purred with happiness inside her mind. Faster, Luna! I can smell his scent already!

Luna's violet eyes sparkled with joy as she shifted back to her human form behind a large oak tree. She smoothed down her long black hair and straightened her blue sundress. At twenty years old, she still felt like the luckiest girl in the world to be mated to Marcus Blackthorne, the future Alpha of their pack.

The late afternoon sun filtered through the leaves, creating dancing shadows on the forest floor. Luna picked a handful of wildflowers as she walked the final distance to the lake, humming softly to herself. Her younger sister Aria was visiting from the Crescent Pack this week, and Luna planned to introduce her to Marcus properly at dinner tonight.

But as Luna approached the clearing by the lake, she heard voices that made her freeze behind a cluster of pine trees.

"Marcus, are you sure she won't find us here?" It was Aria's voice, but it sounded different - sultry and teasing in a way Luna had never heard from her eighteen-year-old sister.

"She's training with the pack warriors until sunset," Marcus replied, and Luna's heart began to race. Why was Marcus here with Aria? And why did he sound so... breathless?

Luna crept closer, her wolf Silver suddenly alert and growling within her mind. *Something's wrong, Luna. We should leave.

But Luna couldn't move. Through the gaps in the branches, she saw them by the water's edge. Marcus, with his golden eyes and brown hair that she loved to run her fingers through, had his arms wrapped around Aria. Her sister's blonde hair cascaded down her back as she pressed herself against Luna's mate.

"I've wanted you since the moment I arrived," Aria whispered, standing on her tiptoes to kiss Marcus.

And he kissed her back.

The wildflowers fell from Luna's numb fingers. The mate bond, that sacred connection between her soul and Marcus's, began to crack like ice on a frozen pond. Pain shot through her chest as if someone had reached inside and started tearing her heart apart piece by piece.

"No," Luna gasped, stumbling backward. The small sound was enough to make the couple spring apart.

Marcus's golden eyes went wide with shock. "Luna! This isn't... I can explain..."

But Aria didn't look surprised at all. In fact, she smiled - a cold, satisfied smile that Luna had never seen on her sister's face before. "Oh, sister dear. You're early."

Luna fell to her knees as the mate bond continued to shatter. It felt like her very soul was being ripped in half. Silver howled in agony inside her mind, the sound echoing through their shared consciousness. Werewolves could survive many wounds, but a breaking mate bond was torture unlike any other.

"Why?" Luna managed to choke out, tears streaming down her face. "Aria, you're my sister! Marcus, you're my mate!"

Marcus took a step toward her, then stopped, running his hand through his hair in a gesture she once found endearing. Now it just made her feel sick. "Luna, I... I didn't mean for it to happen this way. But Aria and I... we connected. She understands me in ways you never could."

"Understands you?" Luna's voice cracked. "We're mates! The Moon Goddess chose us for each other!"

"The Moon Goddess makes mistakes," Aria said coolly, moving to stand beside Marcus and taking his hand. "Marcus needs someone strong, someone who can truly be a Luna. Not someone who still acts like a little girl playing dress-up."

Each word was like a dagger to Luna's already breaking heart. Silver snarled furiously. *Let me out! Let me teach them what happens when they hurt us!

No, Luna told her wolf, though she was trembling with the effort of holding Silver back. Not like this. Not now.

"We're going to announce our relationship at the Moon Festival tomorrow," Marcus said, his voice steadier now, as if he'd rehearsed this speech. "I'll formally reject you as my mate. It's better this way, Luna. You'll find someone more suitable for you."

"More suitable?" Luna laughed, but it came out as more of a sob. "You're supposed to be my forever, Marcus. We promised each other under the moon!"

"Promises made by children," Aria said dismissively. "Come on, Marcus. Let's go. She needs time to process this."

As they walked away, leaving Luna crumpled on the ground, she heard Aria whisper to Marcus, "I told you she'd take it badly. So dramatic, just like always."

Luna stayed there until the sun began to set, crying until she had no tears left. The mate bond was completely severed now, leaving a gaping hole where her connection to Marcus used to be. Silver had gone quiet, but Luna could feel her wolf's rage simmering beneath the surface.

Finally, as the first stars appeared in the darkening sky, Luna pushed herself to her feet. Her violet eyes, usually so bright and full of life, had turned dark with determination.

"They want to announce it at the Moon Festival?" she said aloud, her voice hoarse but steady. "Then I'll give them something worth announcing."

What are you thinking, Luna? Silver asked, perking up at the change in her human's mood.

Luna started walking back toward the pack house, her mind racing with possibilities. "Marcus's father, Alpha Vincent. He's been alone ever since his mate left him years ago. He's still handsome, still powerful, still unmarked by another."

You want to seduce the Alpha? Silver sounded intrigued rather than shocked. Make Marcus call you 'Mother'?

"I want him to regret this day for the rest of his life," Luna said firmly. "I want him to bow his head to me every single day and remember what he threw away for my treacherous sister."

As she emerged from the forest, Luna saw the grand pack house in the distance, its windows glowing warmly in the twilight. Somewhere in there, Alpha Vincent was probably in his study, working late as he always did. She'd seen him watching her sometimes during pack gatherings, his golden eyes - so like Marcus's but somehow deeper, more mysterious - following her movements.

She'd always thought it was just an Alpha keeping track of his pack members. But now she wondered...

"Tomorrow at the Moon Festival," Luna decided, "everything changes."

What Luna didn't know was that a pair of golden eyes watched her from a high window in the pack house. Alpha Vincent Blackthorne stood in the shadows of his study, having witnessed his son's betrayal through the pack bonds.

"So it begins," he murmured to his wolf, Storm. "The Moon Goddess works in mysterious ways."

He'd been watching Luna Silverwood for far longer than anyone knew, and not for the reasons anyone would suspect. Tomorrow's Moon Festival would indeed change everything  but perhaps not in the way Luna expected.

As the moon rose full and bright over the Moonstone Pack territory, the stage was set for a revenge that would transform into something neither Luna nor Vincent could have imagined.