All Chapters of Alpha, Not Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Alpha SorenLogan wails inside me- for me. He isn’t the one being betrayed right now- I am but because he is part of me, he feels it too. I’ve never felt this before but Instantly I knew what it was. Meg, my mate is F*CKING SOMEONE right now! I can’t escape the throb of betrayal that echoes through me, a relentless, gnawing pain that makes my every heartbeat feel like a hammer. It’s not just physical- though the ache in my chest is sharp and unrelenting- it’s a deep, visceral wound that cuts straight to the core of my being. I should have been prepared for this. I knew Meg had moved on, but nothing could have readied me for the reality of it. And since I know I forbade the delta from touching her, who is she with right now? F*cking b*tch really proving she is Sigma after all. Logan disapproves of my wording for his mate’s human but I couldn’t care less. She’s screwing someone who isn’t me, right now! I fist the wall in my anger. Every detail of the scene in my mind is etched with

Alpha Soren Logan is madder when he calls Red and she does not answer her. I cannot get a whiff of Meg inside the delta’s house either. Driving like a maniac and Will following behind me is driving me more insane until I make out some movements in the trees when I slow down to bend a corner. It’s a surreal vibe that hits me and I call out to Will via our wolves, telling him to stop and follow me. The night is thick with tension, my thoughts tangled in the ache of betrayal. The mate bond claws at me, relentless in its demand for what I’ve lost. Every time I close my eyes, I see Meg with him, the delta who dared to take what’s mine. Logan stirs restlessly beneath my skin, pushing me toward one thing- reclaiming my mate, my rightful place beside her. “Concentrate you lunatic!” I shout because he is annoying me right now. I have to investigate what I just saw and he is messing up my mind with these f*cking thoughts- blood! My nose picks up the metallic scent and I run faster toward

SorenI stared out the window of my office, the weight of the world pressing down on me. The large bridge spanning the monstrously wide river was a stark boundary, separating our pack lands from the mundane world beyond. It was an ever-present reminder of the isolation we lived in, and now, it felt like a barrier we couldn’t escape from even if we tried. The shrill sound of sirens pierced through the quiet morning air, a harsh contrast to the calm facade of our mansion. I could see the commotion below. The law enforcement, their cars forming a chaotic pattern on the gravel. My fists clenched at my sides. This was not the kind of attention we needed. More bodies were discovered. Four bodies all slashed, slaughtered, and left to rot- were a macabre display that couldn’t be ignored. But they were placed on the bridge- as in killed elsewhere. Each scene was more gruesome than the last, the brutality of the attacks sending a chill down my spine. I have seen violence before, but this was

MegIt’s barely past eight in the morning as I made my way toward the pack’s training grounds, Mackenzie trotting along beside me. She was excited, her little face lit up with curiosity as we approached the area where the gammas trained. I could see the warriors in the distance, their movements sharp and precise as they practised their combat skills. Mackenzie’s hand clutched mine tightly, and I glanced down at her. “You ready for this, sweetie?” She nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, mum! I want to see them fight!” I couldn’t help but smile at her eagerness. But I had to stop her and remind her again to use my first name today just like I practiced yesterday. It was a good day for her to be around the pack members. Exposure to their strength and discipline would be beneficial, even if she was too young to fully understand it. It was also a chance for the gammas to see the child they had heard so much about but rarely interacted with. Plus, I had chosen today because Soren was out on

MegThe Harvest Moon hung heavy in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the pack lands. It was a night of celebration, but tension simmered just beneath the surface. The party was in full swing, with music and laughter echoing through the estate, a stark contrast to the grim atmosphere that had plagued us recently. Mackenzie clung to my side, her brightly lit amber-brown eyes, wide with wonder as she looked around at the revelry. I was determined to make this night enjoyable for her, despite the storm brewing in my heart. The festival was meant to be a break from the chaos, but I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling of dread. Gail, our teenage babysitter, had been particularly elusive tonight. I’d caught her slipping away from the party several times, her eyes darting around as if she was trying to avoid detection. It wasn’t unusual for her to be sneaky, but tonight felt different. I suspected she was planning something, like a typical teen. Ugh, I hate the fact that I have to babysi