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Alpha's Mistake, Luna's Freedom

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I stood frozen among the pack members, the monthly meeting's usual chatter falling into stunned silence. My heart hammered against my ribs as I watched my mate—my Alpha, my husband of eight years—betray our son with nothing more than a casual announcement. "As Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack," Ryan declared, his voice carrying that authoritative timbre that once made me weak at the knees, "I've decided that Connor Collins will take the open position in the elite Alpha training program." The pack hall erupted in hushed whispers. Everyone knew that position belonged to Jake—our son, the pack heir, who had trained tirelessly for months to earn his place. I felt the stares, some pitying, some curious, all wondering what the Luna would do now that her mate had publicly chosen another wolf's child over his own. Inside me, Selene howled in outrage. *He's doing it again. He's choosing her over us. Over our pup.* My wolf had seen this coming long before I allowed myself to acknowledge it. The way Ryan leaned toward Vanessa during pack meetings.

Alpha's Mistake, Luna's Freedom Chapter 1

I stood frozen among the pack members, the monthly meeting's usual chatter falling into stunned silence. My heart hammered against my ribs as I watched my mate—my Alpha, my husband of eight years—betray our son with nothing more than a casual announcement.

"As Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack," Ryan declared, his voice carrying that authoritative timbre that once made me weak at the knees, "I've decided that Connor Collins will take the open position in the elite Alpha training program."

The pack hall erupted in hushed whispers. Everyone knew that position belonged to Jake—our son, the pack heir, who had trained tirelessly for months to earn his place. I felt the stares, some pitying, some curious, all wondering what the Luna would do now that her mate had publicly chosen another wolf's child over his own.

Inside me, Selene howled in outrage. *He's doing it again. He's choosing her over us. Over our pup.*

My wolf had seen this coming long before I allowed myself to acknowledge it. The way Ryan leaned toward Vanessa during pack meetings. The canceled family dinners. The training sessions with Jake that Ryan always seemed to miss.

I watched Vanessa's smug smile as she placed her hand on Connor's shoulder. The boy stood tall, chest puffed out with unearned pride while my Jake sat three rows back, his young face a mask of confusion and hurt that broke my heart.

"Ryan," I said, my voice cutting through the murmurs. Heads turned. A Luna rarely questioned her Alpha in public. "There must be some mistake. Jake earned that position."

Ryan's eyes met mine, and I searched for any trace of the wolf I'd fallen in love with—the one who'd once whispered he couldn't lead without me by his side. Instead, I found only cool detachment, as if I were merely another pack member overstepping my bounds.

"The pack needs what's best, Luna," he replied, emphasizing my title rather than my name. "Connor has shown exceptional promise. End of discussion."

Selene clawed at my insides. *He used his Alpha tone on us. On his mate.*

Vanessa's scent—that cloying artificial vanilla that couldn't compare to a true mate bond's natural fragrance—wafted toward me as she stepped closer to Ryan. The territorial display wasn't subtle.

I felt our mate bond stretch thin, like a thread about to snap. Eight years ago, that bond had been unbreakable, forged in love and trust when I'd supported him through his rise to Alpha. Now it felt like a chain, tethering me to a man who no longer saw me.

I maintained my composure through the remainder of the meeting, though every fiber of my being wanted to drag Jake away from this toxic environment. My mother's words echoed in my mind: *"An Alpha who leans too heavily on his Luna will one day resent her strength."* How right she had been.

That night, after Jake had cried himself to sleep, I confronted Ryan in our quarters.

"You humiliated our son today," I said, my voice low but steady. "You took what he earned and gave it to Vanessa's boy."

Ryan loosened his tie, not even bothering to look at me. "Connor is better suited for the program."

"Better suited?" I stepped closer. "Or is his mother better suited to warming your bed?"

That got his attention. His eyes flashed amber—his wolf rising to the surface. "Watch yourself, Madison."

"No, you watch yourself," I countered, feeling Selene's strength merge with mine. "If you don't reverse this decision, I will reject our mate bond."

The threat hung in the air between us. Rejection was sacred, final—a severance of the Moon Goddess's blessing that would diminish us both. Ryan's face registered shock before settling into a sneer.

"You wouldn't dare," he said, using his Alpha tone to press down on me. "Where would you even go? This is your pack. Your home."

I felt the weight of his command but stood firm. "A home requires love, Ryan. When's the last time you showed that to Jake? To me?"

He turned away, dismissing me with a wave of his hand. "Another dramatic Luna episode. I'm going to bed."

As he walked away, I felt something inside me harden. The mate bond between us shivered like a plucked string, and in that moment, I knew. This wasn't just another fight. This was the beginning of the end.

Selene growled in agreement. *He doesn't see us anymore. But he will... when we're gone.*

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