Torn Between Two Alphas: The Luna's Choice

The full moon peeked through the thick brush of clouds as Layla Undertow took a deep breath and steadied herself. She could feel the damp grass tickle her toes, the air smelled sweet. Bathed in the moonlight, she was ready for a hunt. Not that she needed the full moon light to shift - a skill she mastered many moon cycles ago, she just preferred the tradition. It made her feel closer to the Moon Goddess even if the religion was long ago abandoned by her pack. Which was why she was alone in the woods this particular full moon, itching for a hunt. Her father and Alpha, Anthony Undertow, forbid her to hunt alone just as he forbade his pack to worship. But Layla felt the Moon Goddess' call and her wolf loved the woods when it was bathed in moonlight. She removed her long, maroon velvet cloak with a smile. This was her favorite part, the moment before she transformed into her wolf counterpart. The moment before she would let her wolf out and run till her lungs burned. The only time sh

The bustle of the Moonbane pack was overwhelming to Layla. The Moonbane insignia of a large waning crescent moon with the Moon Goddess standing fiercely in the middle was everywhere she looked. It felt like overkill. She couldn't even remember her father's pack's insignia. Solomon confidently made his way through the crowds of people. He didn't seem to notice that the crowd was making way for him but Layla did. She nervously kept dropping his hand but Solomon was persistent and gently grabbed it every time she let go. She slowed her step and fell behind him so it looked like he was dragging her.She felt the glare of a hundred enemy eyes piercing through her. Did they know who she was? Or what pack she belonged to? Could they tell she was Solomon's mate? Back in the woods she felt so safe in his presence but here in this place, she felt distressed. Solomon, sensing her discomfort, turned his head and smiled at her. She felt a wave of calm energy flood over her. She smiled back at

Layla was floored. Her mind was racing. She tried to check in with her inner wolf but was lost. There was nothing but silence, confusion, and emotional pain. Time felt as if it was slowing down and then would ricochet back to the correct time. This was not her mate. Anthony smiled at Layla as he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him. Her father's pack had crowded into the small hall and were celebrating behind her. The noise of the cheering was deafening. How could anyone believe this? This was not her mate.Anthony pulled her in for a tight hug and swayed back and forth. "Oh my daughter, I am so happy for you. I never thought the day would come. It has been so long since you became of age." He cried in her ear."I'm only 19," Layla responded, annoyed. "Father, please listen to me, this man is not-""Oh Layla, do not be frightened. There is nothing more beautiful than finding your mate," Anthony interjected. Layla broke from his embrace. "I am not afraid," she said sternl

Solomon shifted into his wolf form. He stood at the edge of the woods. Layla desperately wanted to shift and run off with him. But she stood with her feet firmly planted on the grass. She watched him slowly make his way into the woods. She stood there till she could no longer hear the snapping of twigs under his feet. She sadly turned towards the hall and made her way back into the crowd. She had never seen her pack get this belligerent as they currently were. There was a small group of men wrestling in the corner and another circling around a musician loudly singing off key drinking songs. She wasn't even aware that there was a musician in the pack. Tabitha was located by her father next to the fire, dancing with a tall man with short ashy blonde hair. She knew right away he was a Beta but had no idea who he belonged to. He spun Tabitha in a circle and relieved an insignia embroidered on the front of his tunic, a thunderbolt encased in a new moon, essentially a thunderbolt in a circ

The morning sun poured into the bedroom window and harshly hit Layla's sleeping face. She groaned and rolled over to get out of the light. She had forgotten that Alistar was in her bed. She wanted to scream. She wanted to believe that it all was a horrible dream. She would awake the day prior, without any mate, without any drama, without any heartache, and without any bother. But especially without the asshole who was snoring loudly beside her.She groaned again, and buried her head under her pillow. She had no concrete plans for the day but she was already dreading them. She knew that she would have to familiarize herself with the Thundermoon pack. She would have to spend more time with Calista which she really did not want to do. She would have to start to learn about their customs and rituals. There was a lot to do in order to make this transition easy. Would their packs merge now because they were just mated, or would they merge after the death of her father? These were question