Five-year deadline, love has betrayed
The seer's prophecy was clear: Alpha Alistair Blackthorn would betray his Luna in the fifth year of their mating.
Alistair laughed and kicked her table over. "Eight years with Selene. You think I would throw that away for some liar's words?"
For four years after, he was perfect. Tender. Devoted. He rejected Jade Moonshadow, the Gamma female who confessed her love, and had her driven from pack lands. I believed him completely.
Then came our fifth anniversary.
A package arrived with no return address. Inside, a photograph—Alistair and Jade tangled together, raw and intimate. On the back, written in careful script: His heart stays with you. His body stays with me. Now we're even.
At the bottom of the box, a pair of pink lace underwear. The same pair she wore.
I sat alone for three hours. I did not call him.
Instead, I went to the elders and asked them to prepare the Severance papers.