Lucas I was in my office, processing my thoughts on how to go about dealing with Ava when she gets back. She already believed that I and Luna were going to go through with the rejection ceremony, and I had no idea how I was supposed to break it down to her that it wasn't going to happen.Regardless of the deal I made with Luna, just to temporarily sort out the alliance issue, I still didn't have any true feelings for her outside of the mate bond.As far as I was concerned, she and I were still strangers, and no matter how many times I try to see her in a positive light, I'm always going to be reminded of the crazy Luna I knew as a child and the heartless one I met as a teenager before finally meeting her as an adult and finding out she's my mate.The truth is, no matter how many times Luna and I deny it and claim that we've always hated each other, we both know the real reason why we started to hate each other in the first place.On my end, I believed my hatred for her was justified.
Luna I kept tapping my feet nervously as I waited for Lucas to show up in the meeting room. Ever since we agreed that we were going to be cordial with each other and also give each other a chance to know ourselves outside of what we already knew, Lucas and I haven't exactly spoken since then, and because I didn't want to seem like I wasn't taking our agreement seriously, I decided to come here myself. I had thought long and hard about it because coming here myself could make me seem like the more desperate one, but seeing how my father was already asking questions about how we were progressing as friends, I had a feeling that if I didn't take the first step, Lucas and I might not be speaking to each other for a very long time. After what felt like forever, I finally heard the door to the meeting room open, and I immediately knew it was Lucas because I could smell him. He had a very strong scent, and the fact that I was his mate made his scent even stronger whenever he was aroun
Third-person pov Lucas could tell by the expression on Luna's face that she was absolutely pissed, but instead of feeling bad about it, he felt even more amused that she was still easily triggered by the word ‘crazy’. He had noticed over the years that Luna didn't like to be called crazy, and he had always found that weird, especially since Luna was what he would describe as the living definition of a crazy woman. Everything about her was crazy to him, and he had expected that by now, she had gotten used to being seen as a crazy woman without getting upset about it. "Did you just call me crazy, or did I happen to hear wrongly?" Luna asked, even though she knew for sure that Lucas had called her crazy. If there was one word she didn't like to hear, it was the exact word he said, and it was taking everything in her not to punch him in the face for using the forbidden word on her. As weird as it was that she was easily triggered by the word ‘crazy’, she still didn’t like to he
Luna "So, how was your visit to the Grayson Pack? Are things better between you and Lucas?" Layla asked almost as soon as she settled on my bed. I came back from the Grayson Pack less than half an hour ago, and Layla somehow already got wind of my arrival. She rushed into my room about a minute ago and wasn't wasting any time before bombarding me with questions. "What is it you want to know specifically, Layla?" I replied tiredly. "Oh, come on, Luna. Are you trying to pretend like you don’t know what it is I want to know?" she said, playfully smacking me on the arm. "Tell me everything that happened because I’m dying of curiosity right now." "Well, Layla, I can already guess what you think happened, but sweetheart, kill those thoughts right this minute because none of what you think happened actually happened. And if I am being honest with you, today only turned out to be the most embarrassing day of my life," I admitted, pushing aside my embarrassment. I expected her f
Lucas It’s been barely an hour since Luna left the pack, and much to my annoyance, I haven’t stopped thinking about her and what happened between us earlier today. I couldn’t help the guilty feeling that gnawed inside me anytime I was reminded of how I had spoken rudely to her earlier. Simply saying that I felt terrible would be an understatement, and I had a feeling I must have given her the impression that the only reason I proposed that we get along was because of our pack's alliance. If I were to be completely honest, the biggest reason I proposed that she and I try to get along was mostly because I did not want to have a fallout with her father, but I also have to admit that deep down, I wanted to get along with her. It was just that whenever she and I happened to be together, I just immediately became defensive around her, and I enjoyed poking her and getting her upset. Now, though, I knew that I went too far with my attitude today, and I was also aware that I shoul
Luna Today was my father's 60th birthday, and since my father was very big on celebrating birthdays, he decided to throw a big party and invite every one of his alpha friends in the neighboring packs and beyond. Personally, I didn't see the need to throw such a huge party, even though I was aware that turning sixty was a huge deal for some. Left to me, I would have preferred if he had just chosen to do a small celebration of the members of the pack instead of throwing a huge party, but since I wasn't the one turning 60, I had no say in his decision. What I was most nervous about wasn't the fact that I was going to be meeting his friends, trying to speak to them, and getting to know them. I was mostly nervous because I knew that Lucas was going to be coming here, and I didn't think that was a good idea. A part of me was hoping that he would make up some excuse and miss the event, but then again, I knew he would never miss something this important to my father, and the other p
Luna The party had started, and just like I expected, I hadn't stopped following my father around like some new toy he was waiting to show off. I knew it wasn't his fault or anything because he was only trying to help me be more connected, but I still found it really annoying that I never really got to enjoy these parties without having to follow my father around like some trophy that needed to be shown off. "Wow, Alpha Robles, you've done an amazing job raising your daughter. I can't believe that soon enough, you'll be stepping down to let her take over from you," Beta Montez of the Blue Moon Pack said, wearing a smile that I could tell was fake. It was very clear to me that you weren't very interested in having me around him or talking to my father about me, but of course, my father would never realize this. Sometimes I wondered to myself if he really didn't sense these things or if he was just choosing to pretend like he didn't see them. "Well, one of the biggest reason
Third-person POV The look on Luna's face already told Lucas all he needed to know. He knew that his comment was going to make her uncomfortable, but coming here today, he had made up his mind that he was going to be honest with her no matter what. He already believed that there was no point trying to hide his thoughts any longer because he hadn't stopped thinking about her in days. "Listen, Lucas, I don't know what goes through your mind when you say things like this, but I'm starting to get really irritated by it. I get that you may be feeling some type of way around me because of the bond, but the sooner you realize that your comments aren't helping either of us, the better things are going to be," she spat out, not bothering to mask her anger. She didn't like the fact that he was only careless with his comments, and she also didn't like how she always allowed herself to almost believe the words from his mouth. She constantly had to remind herself that the only reason he
Third-Person Pov Luna's return to the Dawn pack was met with a mix of relief and apprehension. She had needed some time away to clear her mind, but the situation with Lucas and Ava still weighed heavily on her. As soon as she entered the pack's territory, she was greeted by the familiar faces and scents of her pack members, a comforting sight after her days away.In the hallway, she was welcomed by her best friend, Layla. Luna's face lit up as she saw Layla waiting for her. Without hesitation, she rushed toward her friend and enveloped her in a tight hug."Layla!" Luna exclaimed, her voice tinged with gratitude. "I've missed you."Layla returned the hug warmly, concern in her eyes as she held her friend. "I've missed you too, Luna," she said softly. "Are you okay? You look like you've been through a lot."Luna sighed, releasing Layla from the embrace, but still holding onto her friend's arms. "I'm trying to be," she confessed, her eyes reflecting the turmoil within. "The situation w
Third-person pov Luna had arrived at the Grayson Pack unannounced, a surprise she had carefully orchestrated to catch Lucas off guard. She wanted to see him, to ensure that their relationship wouldn't crumble under the weight of the news about Ava. Additionally, she had a burning desire to confront Ava directly, to make it clear that Lucas was now with her, and she wasn't about to let him go.The servants, having received prior instructions from Luna, led her through the impressive Grayson Pack territory to Lucas's office. She was a woman on a mission, her heart full of determination and love, as she approached the Alpha's den. The air was charged with a mix of anxiety and anticipation as she reached her destination.Luna raised her hand to knock on the sturdy office door, her heart racing. It was Lucas's voice that invited her in. She turned the doorknob and entered, greeted by the sight of her beloved Lucas. The surprise on his face was unmistakable as their eyes met, and his
Third-person pov Ava sat alone in her dimly lit apartment, her tear-streaked face illuminated by the cold glow of her phone screen. She clutched the device tightly in her trembling hand, while her mother's concerned voice emanated from the other end of the line. Her mother's soft voice broke through the silence, a lifeline in the midst of her emotional storm."What's wrong, my darling? You've been crying nonstop," her mother said, her tone heavy with worry.Amidst sniffling and gasps for air, Ava managed to speak. "You were right, Mom," she choked out. "About the werewolves. I should've listened to you."A heavy sigh echoed through the phone before her mother inquired gently, "Tell me, Ava. What happened? What did Lucas do to hurt you?"Ava's voice quivered as she began to recount her painful ordeal. "Just as you had warned me, Mom, Lucas chose his mate over me. After I came back here to rekindle things between us, he told me that he wanted to end things with me for good. He told me
Third Person PovThe first rays of morning sunlight seeped through the curtains of Luna's room, casting a gentle glow on her face as she lay in peaceful slumber. The room was bathed in a serene, golden hue, a stark contrast to the cacophony of thoughts that had kept her awake late into the night. She was jolted from her dreams as a persistent knock echoed through her bedroom door.Blinking away the remnants of her dreams, Luna's voice was groggy as she called out, "Who's there?"The door cracked open, revealing a servant who stood on the threshold, their eyes respectfully downcast. "Alpha Robles has requested your presence in the dining area for breakfast, Luna," the servant informed her.Luna frowned, puzzled by the unusual request. Her father rarely summoned her to join him for meals, and the fact that he had done so this morning only deepened her confusion. But she knew better than to disregard her father's wishes, and she couldn't afford to incur his displeasure. She sighed and
Third-Person Pov Lucas was engrossed in his work when the door to his office burst open, startling him. Ava stormed in with a fiery determination, her presence unexpected. He hadn't seen her since the day she had angrily cleared his table and stormed out of his life. Her unannounced entrance caught him off guard, but he maintained a calm and composed demeanor, masking his surprise.With a raised eyebrow, Lucas regarded Ava, his gaze unwavering. "Ava," he said, his tone gentle and inquiring. "I haven't seen you in a while. How have you been? Is there something I can help you with?"Ava ignored his pleasantries, her demeanor rigid and unyielding. She wasted no time in getting to the point. "I need a car, Lucas. Get one ready for me," she demanded, her voice curt and commanding.Lucas was taken aback by her request. "A car?" he asked, genuinely puzzled. "Where do you need to go? If you need something, you could have simply sent someone to assist you. There's no need for you to go your
Third-Person PovLuna retreated to her room, her mind racing with a storm of conflicting emotions. The news of her stepmother's pregnancy had hit her like a tidal wave, leaving her feeling unmoored and lost. She had grown up in the pack with a profound sense of isolation, and this unexpected announcement only exacerbated her feelings of displacement.As she closed the door behind her, Luna sank onto her bed, her hands trembling with the intensity of her emotions. The room, once a sanctuary from the chaos of pack life, now felt suffocating, and Luna found herself gasping for air as if the walls were closing in on her.She pressed her palms against her temples, attempting to steady her thoughts. The anger, the resentment, the hurt—they all swirled within her, a tempest threatening to consume her entirely. Luna took deep breaths, trying to regain control, but the air felt thick, as if it carried the weight of her father's decision.The conflicting emotions tore at her. On one hand, sh
Third Person PovThe first rays of morning sunlight seeped through the curtains of Luna's room, casting a gentle glow on her face as she lay in peaceful slumber. The room was bathed in a serene, golden hue, a stark contrast to the cacophony of thoughts that had kept her awake late into the night. She was jolted from her dreams as a persistent knock echoed through her bedroom door.Blinking away the remnants of her dreams, Luna's voice was groggy as she called out, "Who's there?"The door cracked open, revealing a servant who stood on the threshold, their eyes respectfully downcast. "Alpha Robles has requested your presence in the dining area for breakfast, Luna," the servant informed her.Luna frowned, puzzled by the unusual request. Her father rarely summoned her to join him for meals, and the fact that he had done so this morning only deepened her confusion. But she knew better than to disregard her father's wishes, and she couldn't afford to incur his displeasure. She sighed and
Third-Person Pov Luna's return to the Dawn pack was met with a mix of relief and apprehension. She had needed some time away to clear her mind, but the situation with Lucas and Ava still weighed heavily on her. As soon as she entered the pack's territory, she was greeted by the familiar faces and scents of her pack members, a comforting sight after her days away.In the hallway, she was welcomed by her best friend, Layla. Luna's face lit up as she saw Layla waiting for her. Without hesitation, she rushed toward her friend and enveloped her in a tight hug."Layla!" Luna exclaimed, her voice tinged with gratitude. "I've missed you."Layla returned the hug warmly, concern in her eyes as she held her friend. "I've missed you too, Luna," she said softly. "Are you okay? You look like you've been through a lot."Luna sighed, releasing Layla from the embrace, but still holding onto her friend's arms. "I'm trying to be," she confessed, her eyes reflecting the turmoil within. "The situation w
Third-Person Pov Lucas was engrossed in his work when the door to his office burst open, startling him. Ava stormed in with a fiery determination, her presence unexpected. He hadn't seen her since the day she had angrily cleared his table and stormed out of his life. Her unannounced entrance caught him off guard, but he maintained a calm and composed demeanor, masking his surprise.With a raised eyebrow, Lucas regarded Ava, his gaze unwavering. "Ava," he said, his tone gentle and inquiring. "I haven't seen you in a while. How have you been? Is there something I can help you with?"Ava ignored his pleasantries, her demeanor rigid and unyielding. She wasted no time in getting to the point. "I need a car, Lucas. Get one ready for me," she demanded, her voice curt and commanding.Lucas was taken aback by her request. "A car?" he asked, genuinely puzzled. "Where do you need to go? If you need something, you could have simply sent someone to assist you. There's no need for you to go your