The Luna He Lost: Alpha's Endless Regret

Lyra

"Hiss-"

The sharp intake of breath escapes before I can stop it.

The needle pierces my fingertip for the eighth time.

I watch the blood bloom across white silk. My hands shake as I press my thumb against the wound, but I'm too late.

The damage is already done. Just like the damage Kyle did to my heart.

Eight. This number is nothing short of a curse.

Eight years of loving Kyle. Eight years of reshaping myself into someone worthy of standing beside an Alpha. Eight years of believing his promises were made of something stronger than words.

All of it, destroyed the moment my wolf awakened.

An omega.

Omegas could not become Luna. That was the rule. The law. A fate I had never been allowed to argue against.

And I was easily abandoned-as if those eight years we had together didn't matter.

I force myself to look at the dress spread across my lap-MY wedding dress.

The one Kyle and I chose together when the future still belonged to us.

"You look breathtaking," Kyle's voice had been soft against my ear, his hand warm on my back as the seamstress pinned the silk.

I'd laughed, trembling. "I can't believe this is really happening."

"Believe it." His fingers laced through mine. "In three months, you'll be my Luna. My wife. Nothing will change that."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing," he'd promised, pressing his lips to my temple. "I'm yours, Lyra. Forever."

Forever lasted until my wolf awakened.

What a fool I'd been.

Now I sit here, altering every seam and stitch, tailoring my dream to fit another woman's body.

The Alpha who once promised to stay by my side...will now stand beside his Luna.

Another drop of blood falls onto the fabric. I let out a laugh that sounds more like a sob caught in my throat.

"Careful bitch! What if you would ruin the wedding dress for the Luna?!"

The voice brought me to my senses, and I heard Cassie, one of the pack maids, standing over my shoulder.

Beside her, Mara smirks. "Tsk. What else can you expect from an orphan Omega? Some people are just better suited to the filth they came from."

Their laughter was sharp and filled with mockery. The other maids who were watching the show, giggle behind cupped palms and their eyes were glinting, clearly enjoying to see me in humiliation.

"Still dreaming about being the Alpha's Luna?" Cassie spat out a laugh. "Please. You should have seen yourself in the mirror. An Omega like you-the closest you'll ever get to him is cleaning his boots."

I paused from my needlework, looking at her in the eyes and let out a soft chuckle. "An Omega like me? You talk a lot for someone who folds the Alpha's sheets but will never lie in them."

Her face flushed and for a moment, I saw the fury and jealousy she was trying hard to hide beneath her taunting words.

"How dare a worthless Omega like you