Alpha’s Betrayal, Luna’s Redemption

I watched as Callahan and Loretta dragged Jalen away, leaving behind the chaos of the aftermath.

Ariella was the root of it all, and now, with my parents seated on the high platform, they began to scrutinize her.

My father’s face was dark, his tone heavy with the commanding presence of an Alpha. “Ariella,” he said, his voice sharp and demanding, “you’d better have a good explanation for what happened today.”

Ariella rushed to my mother’s side, tears welling in her eyes. Her voice trembled as she spoke, “Mother, I’ve rejected Jalen so many times, but he was determined to make me his mate.”

She wiped her tears, her delicate features only adding to her pitiful appearance. “I know Sofia loves him deeply, and I couldn’t bear to see her suffer through a rejection. So, I begged Jalen to let her stay by our side, even if it meant she’d be a chosen mate instead of Luna.”

“It doesn’t matter if Sofia isn’t the Luna,” she continued, her voice breaking. “We’re sisters, and I’d never let anyone mistreat her. Mother, I didn’t know what else to do.”

Ariella’s tears flowed freely now, her fragile frame shaking as if she might collapse. She had always been skilled at playing the victim, and it was no different today. Her tearful performance nearly convinced my parents to step down and comfort her.

My mother cleared her throat, her expression softening slightly. “It’s not Ariella’s fault,” she said, her voice firm but laced with justification. “Sofia lacks the aura and strength expected of a Luna. She’s weak, like an Omega. Any Alpha would choose Ariella over her.”

I smiled faintly at their words, unbothered. I was used to their favoritism, and their attempts to belittle me no longer carried any weight.

With a calm nod, I said, “If you’ll excuse me,” and turned to leave, heading straight for my private quarters without another word.