Her Alpha Chose Another Luna

My mate, Karson Johnson, the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, had always been known for his commanding presence and imposing physique. His strength and aura were unmatched, making him a natural leader. One day, while in his study, I spotted a sketch on his desk—a design for a lingerie set with a Thanksgiving theme. My heart fluttered with excitement, assuming it was a special gift for me, his Luna.

But on Thanksgiving Day, Lia Kennedy, a Delta warrior from the Crimson Fang Pack, posted photos of the actual lingerie set on Instagram, thanking him in the caption: "Thanks, darling, for the Thanksgiving gift. I hope we can spend every Thanksgiving together."

I quietly liked the post, my heart sinking with each word. Later that day, I scheduled an appointment for an abortion. I decided to take a few days off to recover, then move forward with my plans to leave the pack and start anew abroad, considering the offer from a foreign pack to lead their international operations.

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Leaving the hospital after the procedure, I was struck by the coldness that the bright morning sun couldn't dispel; a chill that seemed to freeze my very soul. Only when I checked my phone did I notice Karson had called me multiple times. Looking at the list of missed calls, I hesitated briefly before calling him back.

"Hello," I managed to say, my throat dry and my voice hoarse. There was a pause on the other end before his angry shouting hit me like a tidal wave.

"Audrey, where have you been?! Why haven't you answered any of my calls?!"

I stayed silent, staring into space, my face pale as I held my lips tightly sealed. His impatience erupted again through the phone, "I'm coming home later. We're going to a birthday party."

I whispered a faint "okay," and he abruptly ended the call, having run out of patience.

With a heavy sigh, I slipped off my mate mark bracelet, a symbol of our bond, and let it fall into the storm drain on the street. Karson Johnson, promises rust over time, and now it’s time to go our separate ways.

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That evening, as I prepared for the party, I couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness. The pack’s grand hall was filled with laughter and celebration, but I felt like an outsider. Karson’s presence was overwhelming, his aura commanding the room. Lia stood by his side, her beauty and strength evident, her eyes gleaming with triumph.

I watched them from a distance, my heart aching with every glance they shared. Millie, an Omega in the pack, approached me, her sharp tongue cutting through the air.

"Audrey, it must be hard, seeing your mate with someone else," she said, her voice dripping with mock sympathy.

I clenched my fists, refusing to let her see my pain. "It’s none of your concern, Millie," I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside.

She smirked, clearly enjoying my discomfort. "You’re no longer