Alpha Snatched Me From My Ex-Mate's Pursuit

With courage surging through me, I conveyed my feelings to Aiden. However, he brushed me off, insisting my anger clouded my judgment. He urged me to take it easy, accusing me of carelessness and holding me responsible for the loss of our pups.

When we tied the knot beneath the full moon, I was delighted to prepare dinner for my mate.

However, Aiden seldom showed up, and too often, my soup turned cold, his predictable excuse being that Alpha Argon summoned him to work overtime with wounded warriors.

The moment I grew suspicious of his excuses, reminding him that I, as Alpha's servant, was privy to all the pack's affairs, he shot back, "I'm the pack healer, and my duties are demanding. If you don't wish to cook, then don't. It's really that simple. My existence isn't confined to you alone."

With that thought lingering in my mind, I somewhat convinced myself he was right. I held my tongue and waited for him to come home, even if it stretched into the late night.

Yet, it didn't take long for me to grasp that the reality was much more complex than it seemed.

Amid the silence that hung between us, Aiden and I had lapsed into an uneasy silence. When I expected him to come home late, he unexpectedly stepped through the door early, his confusion evident as he saw me dining alone. "Where's my dinner?" he asked.

Assuming he would be late yet again, I decided against offering an explanation and simply suggested he cook for himself.

When Aiden finally lost his temper, he demanded an explanation, exclaiming, "Why have you been so challenging lately? I've poured everything into this—what else can I do to meet your expectations?"

It was he who had been stirring trouble in our mateship, so I chose not to press further. Instead, I turned my back and made my way to our bed, unconcerned about igniting his wrath.

Additionally, I was intent on bringing this mateship to a close.

Following our passionate clash that night, Aiden had slipped away for days, only to return today. I was confident he had weathered the storm, unharmed by any rogue encounters.

However, today, I felt completely at ease, savoring the peace it brought me.

If this had happened before, my inner wolf would have spiraled into paranoia, relentlessly searching for the root of his fury. But today, I felt an unexpected serenity wash over me, embracing the stillness within.

Gazing at him from the outside of that toxic cycle, he resembled a soul battling serious emotional struggles, quick to ignite with anger, belittling those around him, and always ready to deliver a sermon.

I once dashed home after work, paralyzed by the fear that Aiden would come back to find me gone. Now, though, that fear had lost its grip on me, leaving only a hollow sense of peace as Aiden's frustration lingered like a storm cloud.

In the void of his presence, I dedicated myself to serving Alpha Argon as his devoted servant, never daring to defy his commands.

In the face of the head servant's cruelty, Alpha Argon stayed composed, never raising his voice at me, unlike others who belittled my worth. Instead, he consistently praised my commitment to my responsibilities.

After all the years I poured into serving him, Alpha Argon resolved to uplift my status, assuring me that I would soon leave my Omega past behind and embrace my role as a remarkable mate of Aiden, the pack healer.

When Aiden's name slipped from his lips, it dawned on me that we hadn't spoken in more than a week.

The room buzzed with praise for Aiden, my cherished mate, who had excelled as a pack healer and saved countless lives.

Yet, the moment they began to speak of his mate, me, laughter erupted. To them, Aiden was perfectly matched with Lauren, not with someone of my lowly status.

But that didn't faze me. What did it matter that I was an Omega? I had devoted my life to serving this pack. Without us, who would tend to the chaos they created?

In the end, I embraced tranquility, allowing the pack members to gossip as they pleased. Little did I know, their chatter had caught the attention of Alpha Argon.

He summoned me to the Pack Hall, encouraging me to brush aside the gossip surrounding Aiden and his healer assistant, Lauren.

"Elara," he said with conviction, "the moment your mate, Aiden, chose to neglect you, you rightfully gained the option to reject him. I will not allow my faithful servant to suffer."

Although it felt a bit strange to seek advice from Alpha Argon, I nodded in agreement, determined to handle my affairs on my own.

As I pondered Alpha Argon's unexpected concern for me, I stumbled upon a new post from Lauren on my newsfeed. Her caption read, [I truly regret never meeting someone like you, Aiden. If we had crossed paths earlier, would you have chosen me as your mate, or would you still have rejected and neglected me?]

As I had foreseen, Aiden responded with a comment, [Yes, Lauren, you are the perfect mate I've always dreamed of, the one the Moon Goddess destined for me to marry under the full moon.]