Semua Bab Refuse To Be One of His Thirty Luna Candidates: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Before my mating ceremony, I found out my Alpha Damon had thirty Luna candidates. He spent a month with each one, scoring them. Only the highest scorer would become his Luna.And me? His Head Beta, his lover of six years, the woman who gave him everything? I lost to a soft, submissive Omega.The door to my office slammed open.“Elysia!” A sharp voice cut through the silence.I looked up. The Omega, Lydia, strutted in on her high heels.Her cloying perfume was mixed with another scent I knew all too well.Damon’s. The smell of sex.“You didn’t knock,” I said coldly.She ignored me, walking straight to my desk and slamming a small box down.“The Alpha asked me to bring this to you.” Her voice was poisonously sweet, dripping with smug satisfaction. “He said you’ve been working so hard lately.”I stared at the box, not moving.“Aren’t you going to open it?” Lydia leaned forward, letting her scent—a mix of her and Damon—wash over me. “It’s a very pretty necklace. Of course, not as expensiv

Late that night, a violent shock ripped through my mind.This wasn't a mind-link. It was an invasion.Instantly, feelings that weren’t mine flooded my body.Hot skin, ragged breaths, and the feeling of being filled…“Feel that, Elysia?” Lydia’s voice echoed in my head, dripping with vicious pleasure. “This is what a real mating feels like. Pure pleasure. Something you could never give him.”I shot up in bed, severing the connection.But the sensations lingered.Damon’s hands, Damon’s kisses, Damon’s body.Sent to me, through her.That bitch.I blocked her from my mind.The next morning, I went straight to the tactical command center to confront Damon.I was going to officially reject him and leave the Blackmoon Pack.I knew he was always there at dawn, planning the pack’s strategy. No exceptions.The main door was shut.I went to a side entrance where a one-way observation crystal was set.Laughter echoed from inside.“Alpha, you were with Lydia again last night. Looks like she’s reall

Damon’s POVAfter I posted the announcement canceling the ceremony, Lydia threw herself into my arms.“I’ll prove I’m a better Luna for you than she ever was,” she whispered in my ear.I pushed her away and walked to my desk.I still had a list of ten other candidates to get through. But the thought of it just left me cold.The carefully selected she-wolves sent me messages every day, but I never replied.Some nights, after a brutal day of pack business, I’d call Lydia to my chambers.I didn’t know why, but burying myself in her body was the only thing that made me feel like an Alpha anymore.Her soft moans helped me forget the day’s troubles.But the pleasure only lasted until dawn.Because after several months without Elysia, the pack was starting to fall apart.“Alpha, there’s trouble on the border again,” my second-in-command, Beta Marcus, said, walking into my office with a grim look.“What is it?”“The Silverclaw Pack just tore up our trade agreement. They said our leadership is

Elysia’s POVDamon looked like he’d been struck by lightning.“Impossible,” he stammered. “You two… when…”“Four months ago,” I answered calmly. “Right after I returned to my home pack.”The blood drained from his face, leaving it a ghastly white. His eyes burned with a wild, cornered fury.“You… how could you…”“How could I what?” I raised an eyebrow. “Find a new mate so quickly? Or forget you so quickly?”“Six years!” he roared. “We had six years of history, and you threw it all away for him?”“Six years,” I corrected him. “Built on a lie. A magical deception from the very beginning.”Whispers erupted around the auction hall. The other packs had heard us.“A Soul-link spell?”“An Alpha cast a spell on his own Head Beta?”“Gods, a six-year charade…”Damon heard the chatter, and his face grew even darker.“Elysia, you can’t say these things here!”“Why not?” my voice rose. “Afraid people will see you for who you really are?”“That’s not true!” he denied frantically. “My feelings were r

Elysia’s POVThree months later.My belly was a heavy, perfect sphere. Our pup was due in a month.Adrian took care of my every need, even holding my arm when I walked.“A message from your friend,” he said, handing me a comm crystal.It was Maya, my friend from the Blackmoon Pack.“Elysia, you have to see this,” her voice was buzzing with gossip. “It’s about your ex.”An image appeared on the crystal.It was the Blackmoon Pack’s great hall.Damon sat at the head of the table, surrounded by a few of his men, empty bottles everywhere.“Finally free!” one of them cheered. “No one telling us when to hold meetings or when to train!”“Yeah!” another agreed. “Elysia was a damn control freak. Always breathing down our necks about patrols, training schedules... even who we were sleeping with.”“That’s how she-wolves are,” a third man slurred. “Always think they’re right about everything.”The image of Damon raised his glass.“To a new beginning!” he said, his voice drunk. “To a life with no on