Reborn Luna Rejecting my ruthless Alpha

Freya POV

The great hall buzzed with excitement as the people partied.

In my previous life, I had been so angry and sulked all night at the party. I remember hearing whispers of other members of the pack calling me childish and doubting my ability to rule beside the Alpha. They had gathered around Amara who was sobbing and insisting she would leave and didn’t want trouble.

My wolf had warned me in my previous life about how Amara was a witch and might be a dark one at that but I was too occupied with being jealous that I didn’t listen to her. But this time, it’s going to be different.

My gaze trailed to where she was, tucked in a dark corner of the hall. A small smile played on my lips, no one was paying her attention. Rowan was done talking and was heading to the bar when I approached him, a big smile on my face.

“My love,” I rested a hand suggestively on his arm, pressing myself close to him “I can’t believe you’re here after all those long months. I missed you".

“Me too,” He chuckled, kissing my lips. “I’ll just have another glass of wine and go rest up. As much as I am enjoying this, my duties as Alpha resumes tomorrow. All the pack elders are full of your praises – they said you handled the affairs of the pack in my absence".

“I just tried my best,” I said and then in a low voice “The woman you brought with you… do you know anything about her?”

“Amara?” Rowan’s expression softened as he said her name. “She was held captive by the rogues. You cannot imagine the wicket things they’d all done to her. It’s a miracle she survived each terrible ordeal".

“Do you at least know a little of her background? Perhaps the name of her village or her family?” I pressed.

His brow furrowed, and I could see the irritation flickering in his eyes. “Freya, Amara has proven her worth. She saved many of our warriors' lives. Surely you can see that she is no threat.”

“I know, dear,” I said soothingly “But it matters. We – you know nothing about her".

Rowan’s jaw clenched as he exhaled through his mouth. “Don’t be like this, Freya. She needed a place to stay. The rogues had destroyed her village, she was wounded and the rest of the soldiers practically insisted that we bring her back with us. Why are you making an issue out of it".

“Because it feels wrong… she’s a stranger and…”

“Fine!” he gritted his teeth interrupting me. “I saved her because… because when I first saw her, she reminded me of you. She had the same innocence, the same vulnerability you once had".

The words stung more than I cared to admit. I took a deep breath, steadying myself. Arguing won’t get us anywhere.

“Rowan, there’s something you need to know. She’s a witch – not just any kind of witch, she’s a dark witch".

His eyes widened in surprise. After a few seconds, he scoffed and looked away. “Are you confusing being a healer or being a witch, Freya?”

“No!” I shook my head tightening my grip on his heart. “I mean what I said".

“How do you know that?”

“I can sense it,” I lied smoothly. “My wolf… She’s warning me. Amara might be dangerous. Maybe she was even a dark witch.

Rowan’s brow furrowed. “That’s a serious accusation, Freya. We can’t just turn away someone in need based on suspicion".

“I’m not saying turn her away,” I said quickly. “But perhaps we could find her a safe place elsewhere. With another pack".

“Enough,” Rowan cut me off. “We’ll discuss this later. For now, Amara stays".

As he walked away, my gaze met with Amara’s across the room. The witch’s emerald eyes glittered with something that sent a chill down my spine. ‘Challenge accepted,’ that look seemed to say.

That night, as we prepared for bed, I tried once more to reason with my mate. To my surprise, Rowan seemed more receptive. Gone was the coldness I had felt earlier.

“You may be right,” he admitted when I brought up the matter again. “We should be cautious. Tomorrow, I’ll make arrangements to send her to a neighbouring pack".

Relief flooded through me. “Thank you,” I whispered, reaching for him.

But as I tried to deepen our kiss, Rowan pulled away. “I’m tired,” he murmured. “Goodnight, Freya".

That was strange, Rowan would never turn down an intimate time between us.

The next morning, I woke to find Rowan already gone. When I finally tracked him down, my footsteps faltered when I saw him in a deep conversation with Amara in his study.

“Ah, Freya,” he said as he spotted me hovering at the door. “I was just about to send for you. There’s been a change of plans".

My heart sank. “What do you mean?”

“Amara’s staying,” Rowan announced.

First, why would he make a private discussion public and right in front of the same person we had talked about? It was so unlike Rowan.

“I’ve decided to make her an advisor to the pack. She would also join the pack doctors to…"

“What?” I exclaimed. “Rowan, we discussed this. You agreed -”

“I’ve reconsidered,” he said firmly. “Amara has knowledge that could be invaluable to us. Her skills as a witch could give us an edge over rival packs".

My gaze darted to Amara, who wore an expression of humbling gratitude. But beneath it, I caught a flash of triumph.

“My Alpha is too kind,” she murmured. “I only hope I can be of service to the pack that has so generously taken me in".

My wolf snarled. She's manipulating him. Can't you see it?

But arguing further would only make me look petty and paranoid. I forced a smile.

“Of course. Welcome to Silverfang, Amara".

I turned to leave, my mind reeling with several thoughts. My wolf whined in distress; something was very wrong.

I couldn’t connect with Rowan’s wolf… it was as if our mate bond was slowly thinning out… it was only a matter of time before it snapped completely… whatever Amara was doing was working effectively.