AMELIA'S ANGER

The morning after the mating ceremony, while most of the pack had retired their houses, a heavy silence hung over the grounds. The energy from the celebrations had faded, and while the pack rejoiced in their new Alpha and Luna, not everyone shared in the happiness.

Amelia paced outside her cabin, her thoughts churning. The moon was high, casting a silver glow across the clearing, but her mind was anything but calm. Her bond with Damien, her best friend, the Alpha she had stood beside through thick and thin felt strained, unfamiliar since the ceremony. She had known this day would come, but watching him tie himself to Elena had made something burn deep within her.

"It wasn’t jealousy, not exactly, but something close" she tried to convince herself.

Amelia had always been by Damien’s side, had been his confidante, his support, the person who knew him better than anyone else. Now, with Elena in the picture, it was as if that connection had shifted. The bond they shared seemed less essent