Luna's Redemption: Break Free From Alpha's Betrayal

Since I chose to leave my pack high and dry, I did everything in my power to get my fated mate, Alpha Austin's attention. All my efforts to be part of his pack and capture his heart weren't in vain. Alpha finally recognized me and claimed us as mates.

Pack members envied that I, a weak Luna, had captured an elusive Alpha's heart. Little did they know that he never dared break his principles for me.

I snapped back from reality as I sat on the bench, scrolling into social media only to see Zora's recent post.

Her photo focused on the candy apple in the Alpha's car's familiar front passenger seat, with a caption, [Candy apple from Wolf's Den is the best!]

Alpha didn't allow me to eat in the front seat as he had a mild case of germophobia, which I obeyed. But when Zora did, he condoned it and did nothing.

I convinced myself it was fine, but the truth hit me hard, and I cried.

His habits weren't the real deal. What wounded me deeply was that his principles and rules could easily be set aside for someone else.

Seeing me online, Alpha eventually sent a message to ask if I had gone back to the flat. But I left him hanging, not saying a word.

Since I did not retort, my mate's voice pierced through a mind link. "Food at Wolf's Den wasn't great today. Let's find a different pub next time."

"Are you going to sleep now? Right. Don't forget to light calming incense. Good night," he added, his tone cold.

Still seated, I scrolled through our past conversation. All I sent him were my long, rambling updates, while he coldly replied with "Ok" and "Got it."

I was a real idiot back then, but now I have awakened. I wouldn't want to be fooled by him anymore.

I wiped my tears and finally decided to go home. Once I was done showering, I stood by the balcony and caught a glimpse of a familiar car parked outside.

There he was, as if sensing my presence, rolling down the car window. However, I retreated from the balcony; I didn't want to see him.

The next morning came. I went out, as usual, to do my duties as the Luna of the pack despite not living in the main Pack House.

Even this morning, the familiar car was still parked. I acted as if I hadn't seen it, normally walking.

Out of the blue, my phone rang. The taxi driver called, saying, "You way too tricky and far. Is it possible for you to cancel and book another ride?"

"You can't find the place? I ain't in the mountains! What's the point of being a taxi driver?" I muttered right there, and then I canceled the ride.

The familiar black car pulled from my standing, and the window rolled down to reveal Alpha Austin's sharp features. "I'll give you a ride," he offered.

As much as I wanted to decline, I was running late, so I opted not to reject and hopped into the passenger seat.

Back then, I would have been endlessly chatty, the car brimming with conversation. But today, the silence was deafening, with only the wind's whisper breaking it.

With the Alpha silently driving, he seemed uncomfortable with the silence.

"You didn't have breakfast, did you?" he awkwardly asked, breaking the hush.

"I have not," I said under my breath, paying no attention to him.

"How about I'll get you some breakfast later?" He queried, determined to alleviate discomfort.

"No need, Alpha."

"Skipping meals ain't good for my mate."

"I'm good."

As Alpha continued driving, the silence between us grew heavy until we reached my destination.

I made an attempt to open the car door, eager to finally be free from my mate's presence, which I once longed for. Unfortunately, it was still locked.

Alpha turned to face me. "The Pack House wasn't totally damaged. It has been cleaned and repaired and is ready to cater to us. When will you move back?"

"Oh, not for now. I've paid three months for my flat in advance," I clarified, still attempting to open the door.

Suddenly, the door unlocked at last. I pushed it open with a sense of relief, ready to leave, but then my mate called my presence. "Calista."

I turned around, facing the car.

Alpha Austin hopped out of the car, his black suit highlighting his tall frame. He seemed to be going to an Alpha Summit, looking like a sophisticated, distant Alpha who felt almost unreachable.

"It ain't anyone's fault why the pack is on fire, but the rogues. I've told you for the nth time, and I've apologized for neglecting you," he said, his voice firm as he went closer. "If there's something else bothering you, we should talk it out, not giving each other silent treatment."

I couldn't help but let a sarcastic chuckle escape my lips. "Isn't it how I treat you inside the car the same way you always treat me? Perhaps you just realized now that this means a silent treatment, Alpha?"

Alpha was at a loss for words.

I wasted no time and walked away, leaving him standing behind.