The Luna's Shadow Rejects Her Alpha

When I returned to the Moonlight Pack house, the Luna had prepared a spiced honey cake as a late-night treat. She kindly took my backpack from me, her eyes softening as they caught the faint redness at the corner of my eyes.

“Brooklyn, why are your eyes red? Why did you come back alone? Where’s the Alpha heir? Did he upset you? If he did, I’ll make sure he answers to me.”

Faith Munoz, the Luna of the Moonlight Pack, was always so gentle with me. Years ago, after my father, Gideon Patterson, a Delta warrior, lost his life saving Dax from a rogue attack, it was the Luna who decided to take me into their pack. Though I was just an Omega, she treated me with the same warmth and care as she did her own son.

“It’s nothing, Luna. I’ve just been struggling a bit with my combat training lately.” I sat at the dining table, sipping a cup of coffee slowly. The warmth of the drink helped ease the chill gnawing at my heart. Meeting her concerned gaze, I managed a small smile.

Thinking of Dax’s earlier words about not owing me anything, I hesitated before speaking. “Luna, I’d like to request permission to transfer to another pack for my warrior trials.”

“With the trials only a few months away, moving to a new pack might give me more time to focus on my training.”

Hearing my request, the Luna paused, her expression a mix of surprise and concern. She didn’t press me, though. Instead, she opened her phone’s calendar and counted down the days. Though she seemed reluctant, she nodded, understanding the importance of my training.

With a gentle smile, she rested her hand on my head. “Your scores in other areas are already strong. You and the Alpha heir will have no issue passing the trials; there’s no need to stress so much.”

When we were selecting our training preferences, Dax would often drop hints about his choices, only relaxing once he was sure I’d picked the same path as him. Remembering how I secretly changed my application form in the pack office earlier that day, I took another bite of the spiced honey cake.

“Luna, could we keep this between us for now? I’d rather the Alpha heir not know just yet.”

Under the warm light, my expression was serious, and the Luna looked a bit surprised. She likely thought we had just had a minor disagreement. After all, she had noticed how much her son had cared for me over these past three years.

“Alright, but if the Alpha heir finds out, he’ll surely be upset.” As the night wore on, she returned to the kitchen with the empty bowl, and her voice soon filled the house as she called Dax to remind him to come home.