Six Days to Abandon My Fated Alpha
Chapter 3
Reina had been with Dean since she was eighteen.
She grew up without her parents and was raised by her grandmother, Leighton, who passed away when Reina was just fifteen. Dean entered her life during that void. His pursuit was relentless, showering her with gifts as if he wanted to lay the world's treasures at her feet. Dean, the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, was charming and commanding, his presence both reassuring and overwhelming. He made Reina feel secure, and she quickly found herself drawn to him.
On her nineteenth birthday, he led her into a new level of closeness, guiding her from discomfort to surrender that night. They became inseparable. The following day, Dean introduced her to his inner circle—his Beta, Gamma, and other high-ranking members of the pack. Unused to such settings, Reina clung nervously to Dean's arm and greeted them shyly. Their eyes held a mix of curiosity and amusement.
"Alpha," one of them said, "how did you end up with someone so young?"
"She's too sweet; she'll just hold you back," another added.
Reina didn't understand then what they meant by "hold back." She couldn't help but quietly assert, "I won't."
"I won't be a burden to the Alpha."
She was resolute, but as she gradually acclimated to Dean's world, she realized the kind of life he led—a life balanced on the precipice of danger. To avoid dragging him down and to stand by his side, she forced herself to adapt to that environment. She trained alongside the pack's warriors, learning to fight and defend herself, though her natural gentleness often clashed with the brutal reality of pack life.
Over ten years, she changed dramatically. She cut her hair short, dyed it, and adorned her body with tattoos that symbolized her loyalty to the Silver Moon Pack. Her body bore countless scars as evidence of her transformation. It was her toughness that helped Dean solidify his position as Alpha, his aura growing stronger with each challenge they faced together.
Yet Dean didn't seem happy.
Countless nights, he would hold her close, his fingers tracing the scars on her skin before leaning in to kiss them.
"Reina," he murmured, burying his face against her chest with a sigh, "I still miss the old you."
And every time, after a moment of stunned silence, Reina would push him away, light a cigarette, and laugh before teasing him.
"Alpha," she would say, her voice teasing but with an edge, "talking like that is such a betrayal."
She had given up so much to stand by his side, to be the Luna the pack needed. But now, as she faced her own mortality and the betrayal that had shattered their bond, she wondered if it had all been worth it. The life they had built together, the sacrifices she had made—none of it could erase the pain of his infidelity or the terminal illness that now loomed over her.
Reina's resolve hardened. She would leave him, not out of weakness, but out of a newfound strength. The mate bond that had once tied them together now felt like a chain, and she was ready to break free.
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