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Alpha Damon's Unwanted Luna Chapter 11
Damon's POV The moment I stepped into my office, I could feel the tension lingering in the air. It had been a long morning filled with tedious pack matters, and I was already running low on patience. Yet, I barely had a moment to settle into my chair before my Beta, Caleb walked in, uninvited. "She's choosing the dress," he said without preamble, dropping into the seat across from my desk. I leaned back, rubbing my temples. "And?" Caleb tilted his head slightly, studying me like he was amused. "And I don't think she's going with your idea of 'small and simple.' " I let out a slow exhale. "Why do I have a feeling this is your way of telling me she's deliberately ignoring what I asked for?" He smirked. "Because she is." Of course, she was. I had anticipated some form of defiance, but I hadn't expected it to start with something as trivial as a dress. It was irritating, but not surprising. "Do I even want to know what she picked?" I asked, already certain I wouldn't like the
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Rachel's POV The dress was heavy. Not just in weight, but in meaning. I stood in front of the full-length mirror in the fitting room, my fingers trailing over the intricate embroidery on the bodice. It was nothing like the simple, understated dress Alpha Damon had probably expected me to choose. This dress had presence. It had a voice. And so did I. "That's the one," Francine said confidently from behind me. I turned to look at her reflection in the mirror. "You think so?" "I know so." She grinned. "I saw the look on your face when you put it on. That's how you know." I pressed my lips together. She wasn't wrong. The moment I had slipped into the dress, I had felt something settle inside me. A decision. A quiet kind of defiance. Was it petty? Maybe. But in a life where I had little control, this - this was mine. The store manager clapped her hands together, her professional smile returning in full force now that a decision had been made. "Wonderful choice, M
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Damon's POV I walked away before I said something I'd regret. Rachel had returned with a dress, and I could already tell she'd chosen something that didn't fit my definition of small and simple, never mind that Caleb had already told me about it. It shouldn't have mattered. A wedding was a formality - an obligation. I didn't care about flowers, colors, or dresses. But I did care about control. And Rachel? She was pushing back. I clenched my jaw as I strode through the packhouse, my fingers twitching with restless energy. A part of me almost respected her defiance. Most people bent easily under my authority. Rachel wasn't foolish enough to challenge me outright, but she still found ways to rebel in small, calculated moves. It was a test. She was testing the limits of what she could get away with. The halls of the pack house were quiet, save for the distant murmurs of warriors finishing their evening shifts. A few pack members acknowledged me with brief nods before h
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Damon's POV The silence in my office was heavy, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the clock on the wall. It was late, but sleep felt like a distant luxury. My mind was still replaying the events of the day, the tension simmering beneath my skin. I still couldn't get the thought of the dress that Rachel had chosen out of my head. Not the simple, understated one I would have expected, but something that, I was sure, carried a message. She wasn't trying to defy me openly - she was smarter than that. But this was a statement. A subtle rebellion. A test of how much control she could carve out for herself. I leaned back in my chair, fingers pressing against my temple. I should have ignored it. I should have let it go. But it was her. Rachel had been an afterthought in this arrangement. A piece in a game that had nothing to do with emotions, and yet... she was starting to take up space in my mind, more than I wanted her to. That wasn't acceptable. A sharp knock at the
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Rachel's POV The boutique was quieter this time, the soft hum of classical music filling the space as Francine excitedly browsed a display of bridal accessories. She held up a pair of delicate pearl earrings, examining them under the warm lighting. "What do you think?" she asked, turning to me. "These would go perfectly with your dress instead of the other ones that we got." I nodded absentmindedly, my fingers tightening around the fabric of the garment bag I had brought with me. "They're beautiful." Truthfully, I wasn't paying much attention to the accessories. I had agreed to come back because Francine insisted I needed better accessories to complete the look, but deep down, I had my own reasons for returning. I wanted to see myself in the dress again. I had picked it out as an act of defiance, something that didn't fit Damon's idea of small and simple, and I didn't regret it. But there was still a part of me that needed to be sure - really sure - that I wasn't going
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Damon's POV The moment I stepped into my office, I knew something was off. Maya was already there, perched on the edge of my desk, arms crossed, her expression unreadable. She had a way of making herself comfortable in my space, even when I hadn't invited her in. "You're brooding," she said, tilting her head as I shut the door behind me. "And before you deny it, just know that I can tell when something is on your mind." I sighed, walking past her to sit in my chair. "I don't have time for this, Maya." "You never do," she replied, her voice light but laced with something else. A challenge. I ignored her, but she didn't take the hint. "It's about Rachel, isn't it?" She leaned forward slightly, watching me closely. "She didn't pick the dress you wanted, did she?" My jaw tightened. Of course Maya knew. She had a way of keeping tabs on things that didn't concern her. "No, she didn't," I admitted, my voice even. "But it doesn't matter." Maya let out a quiet laugh. "Do
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Rachel's POV The sun streamed through the large windows of the pack house's sitting room, casting golden light over the elegant mess of wedding preparations sprawled across the coffee table. Swatches of fabric, invitation samples, and a list of final details were spread out before me, their pristine surfaces at odds with the turmoil inside me. Francine sat cross-legged on the couch beside me, flipping eagerly through a thick bridal magazine she had found somewhere. Every few minutes, she would gasp, shove a page in my direction, and insist, "Oh, this would look amazing on you!" or "Imagine walking down the aisle with these flowers!" I nodded, murmuring vague responses, but my mind felt detached - like I was watching myself from a distance. It wasn't that I didn't appreciate her enthusiasm. If anything, I was grateful. Without Francine, I probably wouldn't be planning anything at all. But no matter how many times I looked at the dress I had chosen, or how many times we di
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Damon's POV I should have felt satisfied. Everything was moving according to plan. The wedding was set. Security was handled. In just two days, Rachel would officially be my Luna. And yet, as I sat in my office, staring at the finalized arrangements spread across my desk, an unfamiliar sensation gnawed at me. Unease. I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly. This was what needed to be done. It was what was best for the pack, for stability. Rachel had proven herself capable, and even if she hasn't been my choice, she was learning to adapt. Learning to survive. And that, I could respect. But that was just it - she wasn't my choice. And the longer I thought about it, the more I realized that something about that bothered me in a way it hadn't before. I ran a hand down my face, my jaw tightening. Why now? Why, after everything, did this feel... wrong? The logical part of me argued that this was simply a matter of control. The decision had been made for me - b
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Damon's POV Sleep never came. I sat at my desk, fingers steepled as I stared at the security report Caleb had delivered. The words blurred together, but the message was clear - our men had spotted faint tracks along the northern border. No confirmed sighting, but enough to suggest movement. Enough to suggest Vaughn's men had been there. My jaw clenched. That rogue's words from the day of the wedding echoed in my mind. Vaughn knows about your little arrangement, Alpha. Of course he did. A sharp knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. "Come in," I called. Caleb stepped inside, his expression as grim as ever. "He's not talking." I didn't need to ask who. The rogue we captured had been locked up for over a day now, yet he refused to say anything more than that cryptic warning. I pushed back from my desk and stood. "Then we'll make him talk." The scent of damp stone and sweat filled the underground cells beneath the packhouse. The rogue sat on a cot inside his c
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Rachel's POV The laughter and chatter around me felt distant, as if I were watching the celebration through a thick layer of glass. The toasts had begun, voices rising in cheer as people lifted their glasses in honor of a union that didn't feel real to me. I barely registered what was being said. Words about alliances, about strength and prosperity for the Moon Stone Pack. Beta Caleb spoke first, his usual sharp demeanor softened just enough for this public display. My father followed, his words clipped and measured - proud of the deal he had struck, rather than the daughter he had just married off. Cole's toast was the only one that made my throat tighten. His words were short, but laced with a quiet, unwavering support only a brother could give. "To my sister, who always finds a way to survive. May she do more than that here - may she find a way to live." A strange hush settled after his words, but only for a beat before the next person stood to speak. I exhaled,
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Damon's POV The ceremony was over. Rachel stood at my side, her face unreadable as the final guests filed out of the hall. The moment we had exchanged vows played in my mind on a loop, but I shoved the thoughts aside. It was done. The alliance was sealed. I should have felt a sense of accomplishment. Relief, even. Instead, there was something gnawing at me - something I couldn't quite name. Then, I felt it before I saw her. Maya. She was a storm brewing just beyond my line of sight. I turned my head slightly, just in time to see her approaching with sharp, determined steps. "You actually did it," she hissed under her breath. "You married her." I clenched my jaw. "Now's not the time, Maya." Her blue eyes burned with fury. "When exactly is the time, Damon? When will you stop pretending that this -" she gestured vaguely toward Rachel, who was distracted by a conversation with Francine, "- means nothing to you?" "It does mean nothing," I said coldly. "It was necessary.
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Rachel's POV The ceremony was over. I had expected to feel something - anything - when the vows were spoken, when the bond was sealed in the eyes of the pack. But instead, I felt... nothing. No relief. No anger. No sense of finality. Just an odd hollowness that settled deep in my chest, like I had been walking toward the edge of a cliff for so long, only to realize there was no drop at all - just more ground stretching endlessly ahead. The reception was in full swing, though it hardly felt like a celebration to me. Pack members mingled, laughing, drinking, toasting to the union of their Alpha and his Luna. They were celebrating for their own reasons - security, alliances, stability - not because they believed this marriage had any love to offer. The whispers had started as soon as the ceremony ended. I had caught bits and pieces of them as I walked through the crowd. "She looked beautiful, but did you see how he barely even looked at her?" "He kept the vows so brief...
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Damon's POV The hall was already filling with guests by the time Caleb and I arrived. My father stood near the front, speaking in hushed tones with a few high ranking members of the pack. As soon as he spotted me, his gaze swept over me in silent scrutiny before giving a curt nod, satisfied that I had made it on time. I straightened my suit jacket, rolling my shoulders. Everything about this event felt suffocating - the sheer number of people, the weight of expectation pressing down on me, and the knowledge that within the next hour, I would be bound to Rachel in a way that couldn't be undone. Caleb, standing beside me, exhaled. "We made it." "Barely." My eyes flicked across the hall. Faces blurred together, none of them particularly interesting - except for one. Maya. She stood near the middle of the hall, her back stiff, her hands clenched at her sides. She wasn't even trying to conceal her fury. When our eyes met, hers darkened with resentment. If she thought I was goi
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Damon's POV Caleb and I moved swiftly through the hallways of the packhouse, urgency pressing down on us. The wedding was starting soon, but this couldn't wait. The rogue they had captured claimed to have a message from Vaughn, and whether it was a trap or not, I needed to hear what he had to say. We crossed the courtyard, stepping into the fading light of dusk as we made our way toward the pack's holding cells. The timing was terrible. Guests were arriving, the ceremony was being finalized, and I should have been inside, preparing to take my vows. Instead, I was heading to interrogate a rogue. "This could be another one of Vaughn's games," Caleb muttered beside me. "Maybe," I agreed. "But if there's even the slightest chance that he actually sent a message, I want to know what it is." We reached the underground cells, where two guards stood stationed outside the heavy iron door. They straightened at my approach. "Has he said anything yet?" I asked. One of them shook
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Rachel's POV The estate was a flurry of activity as the final wedding preparations fell into place. I stood near the window of my temporary room in the pack house, watching as cars arrived one after another, filling the circular driveway below. Guests - some high ranking wolves from neighboring packs, others influential figures from Arkwood Valley - stepped out, dressed in their finest. It was happening. The wedding was actually happening. Francine had already helped me get ready earlier, her excitement in stark contrast to my own lack of enthusiasm. I had let her fuss over my hair and adjust the final details of my gown, but my mind had been elsewhere. Now, standing alone and watching the guests arrive, I finally had a moment to breathe - to process what all of this really meant. Damon and I were being bound together for reasons neither of us had chosen. My father had forced me into this arrangement for our family's survival, while Damon's father had done the same to secu
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Rachel's POV The mirror in front of me reflected a woman I barely recognized. My hair was pinned into an elegant updo, delicate pearl pins securing the strands in place. The wedding dress - the one I had stubbornly chosen despite Damon's preference for something simpler - fit perfectly now after final alterations. It was beautiful, undeniably so. And yet, I felt like I was staring at a stranger. I reached out, my fingers ghosting over the lace on my sleeves, tracing the intricate embroidery that must have taken weeks to sew. It was a dress designed for a Luna, for a woman stepping into a role of honor and duty. But that wasn't why I had chosen it. I had picked it because it was mine. Not Damon's choice. Not his father's. Not his pack's. Mine. And maybe that was the only power I still had in all of this. Francine bustled around me, adjusting the lace before stepping back to assess her work with a pleased smile. "You look stunning, Rachel," she said warmly. I f
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Damon's POV I should have felt satisfied. Everything was moving according to plan. The wedding was set. Security was handled. In just two days, Rachel would officially be my Luna. And yet, as I sat in my office, staring at the finalized arrangements spread across my desk, an unfamiliar sensation gnawed at me. Unease. I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly. This was what needed to be done. It was what was best for the pack, for stability. Rachel had proven herself capable, and even if she hasn't been my choice, she was learning to adapt. Learning to survive. And that, I could respect. But that was just it - she wasn't my choice. And the longer I thought about it, the more I realized that something about that bothered me in a way it hadn't before. I ran a hand down my face, my jaw tightening. Why now? Why, after everything, did this feel... wrong? The logical part of me argued that this was simply a matter of control. The decision had been made for me - b
