A Message to My Past, Reject Our Alpha Mate
Before the pack's Winter Solstice festival, I was given a Moonwater Mirror, forged from the waters of the Moon Goddess Spring.
But the face staring back at me wasn't my own.
It was my face, but younger. The girl I was eight years ago.
Her eyes were bright with a joy I hadn't felt in years. When she realized I was from her future, she practically vibrated with excitement.
"Our fated mate, Alpha Owen, he confessed today! He's going to plant moonflowers around the lake cabin. He'll stay with me for every full moon. He promised to make me his one and only Luna forever!"
Her voice was full of hope for the future. Her joy was a bitter reminder of what I'd lost.
I listened quietly, only managing a faint smile.
My reaction must have given me away. Her excited chatter died. Her gaze drifted over my shoulder, taking in the cold, empty penthouse behind me.
"Wait... where's Owen?" Her smile faltered. "We're happy, right? After eight years?"
I didn't say a word.
I just slowly, deliberately, turned the Moonwater Mirror toward the terrace.
There, my Alpha mate, Owen, had another she-wolf pinned to the railing.
Their mouths were fused, their breaths mingling in the cold night air.