Rejected: The luna of the supreme Alpha
Claws tearing her flesh like paper.
And him, screaming for help, begging the gods until his voice gave out.
This had to be a joke. There was no other explanation.
"No..." he murmured, the word almost a growl.
Lyra stopped a few steps from him, still smiling, confused.
"You... you’re my mate," she said, her voice trembling. She looked so happy. She really was.
"The goddess united us..."
She wasn’t the strongest, or the most noble, not even comparable to Camilla. But still, the goddess saw something in her strong enough to bind her to the alpha, granting her the title of Luna of the Dark Winds Pack.