The Alpha Who Left Me Unmarked
The marking ceremony had reached the moment when the Luna crown should be exchanged, but my mate in name only still refused to lower his head.
Once Drake Blackwood bit the side of my neck and completed the marking, our 66th ceremony would finally become real. Yet his eyes stayed fixed on his phone, and he did not even look at me.
All because his widowed sister-in-law, Scarlett Moore, had posted a claim-release statement an hour earlier.
Her late husband had been Drake’s older brother. Under pack law, Drake was obligated to protect her. Attached to her post was a ticket for a private pack flight, showing that she would land in an hour.
Drake suddenly rose and announced in a low voice to the elders and pack members that the marking ceremony would be postponed.
Then he left me standing there alone, turning me into a joke before the entire pack.
I calmly packed away the Luna crown, calmly apologized to the guests, and calmly saw everyone off. After that, I opened Scarlett’s latest post on the MoonNet feed.
In the photo, Drake stood beside her, holding out a newly hunted moonstone.
I gave a bitter smile and called my birth parents through the private pack link.
“Father, Mother, I’m willing to come back now.”
“I’ll accept the marriage alliance for the Frostvale Pack.”