Her Alpha's Ultimate Betrayal

I drifted in darkness for what felt like an eternity, until a faint light finally broke through the void. As I moved toward it, voices reached me, familiar and comforting.

"Congratulations, Alpha Cristian and Luna Reyna," an elderly female voice said, warm but tinged with formality. "It’s a little she-wolf."

A young boy’s voice chimed in, excited and impatient. "Let me see her! I finally have a sister!"

"Quiet, Mateo," a deep, commanding voice interrupted, though there was no real anger in it. "Don’t disturb your mother and your sister."

A softer, weaker voice followed, filled with tenderness. "Cristian, bring her to me. Let me see our daughter."

Hearing their words, my heart settled. This life, I was born into love.

The scent of the room enveloped me—the sharp, clean aroma of pine, mixed with the faint sweetness of lavender. It was the scent of my pack, my home. My father’s presence, strong and protective, filled the space with his Alpha aura, though it was softened now, tempered by the joy of the moment. My brother, Mateo, was already at my side, his youthful energy palpable even before I could see him. My mother, Luna Reyna, radiated warmth, her scent a soothing mix of vanilla and rosemary, like the first bloom of spring.

This was my family. This was my pack. And this time, I was not alone.

As I opened my eyes, the world came into focus. Mateo leaned over me, his grin wide and his dark eyes shining with excitement. My father stood tall beside him, his broad shoulders and sharp features softened by the smile he wore. My mother cradled me gently, her hands steady despite her exhaustion, her brown hair damp with sweat but her eyes bright with joy.

I was Zoya Cruz, daughter of Beta Cristian Cruz and Luna Reyna Gordon, sister to Mateo, the future Gamma of the Blue Pack. And this time, I was determined to live a life free from the shadows of my past.