The drums of the mating ceremony echoed through the Silvermoon Pack grounds like a heartbeat that didn’t belong to me.
It should have been my heartbeat they were celebrating.
It should have been my name they were chanting.
Instead, I stood at the edge of the grand clearing in a silver gown that suddenly felt too heavy for my body, watching the man I had been bound to by fate prepare to destroy me in front of everyone.
Alpha Kael.
My mate.
My ruin.
The moon hung low and full above us, bathing the entire pack in a pale, unforgiving light. Every wolf in Silvermoon stood gathered elders, warriors, omegas, and ranked wolves alike. Tonight wasn’t just any ceremony.
It was a mating declaration.
The night an Alpha chooses his Luna.
Or rejects her.
I swallowed hard as my fingers trembled at my sides. The mating mark on my neck burned faintly, as if it already knew what was coming. I tried to calm my breathing, but my wolf was restless inside me, pacing, confused.
“Mate… he is here…” she whispered softly.
“I know,” I whispered back.
But I didn’t tell her the truth I was afraid of.
That I had felt his change days ago.
Kael had stopped looking at me the way he used to.
Stopped touching me.
Stopped calling me his.
And worst of all… he stopped visiting my dreams.
A mate bond doesn’t die easily.
But tonight… something in him had already decided to kill it.
The ceremonial horn sounded again.
Silence fell over the pack.
Then he appeared.
Alpha Kael stepped into the clearing like a storm given human form.
Tall. Unforgiving. Beautiful in the way danger always is. His dark coat flowed behind him, his silver eyes scanning the crowd before landing on me.
Only me.
My breath caught.
For a moment, just a moment, I thought he might still come to me. That this was all just my fear speaking too loudly.
But then I saw it.
Coldness.
Not love.
Not hesitation.
Judgment.
My wolf whimpered.
“No…” she whispered.
Kael raised his hand, and the elders stepped back. The ceremonial silence deepened.
“My pack,” he said, voice sharp and commanding, “I stand before you tonight not to bless a union…”
A ripple went through the crowd.
My heart began to hammer.
“…but to reject one.”
The world stopped.
For a second, I forgot how to breathe.
Whispers erupted around me.
But I couldn’t move.
Couldn’t think.
Couldn’t accept that he was looking directly at me when he said it.
“My mate is Lyra of the Moonblood line,” he continued, voice steady, merciless. “But I, Alpha Kael of Silvermoon, reject her as my Luna.”
The words didn’t just hit me.
They shattered me.
My knees almost gave out.
No.
No, this wasn’t happening.
Not here.
Not in front of everyone.
Not in front of him.
Gasps rose from the crowd. Some wolves looked away. Some stared. Some smiled.
Humiliation burned through my chest like fire.
I forced myself to speak, though my voice cracked as I stepped forward.
“Kael…” I whispered. “What… what are you saying?”
His eyes flickered for a second.
Just one second.
And I saw it.
Something buried beneath the ice.
Pain.
But it vanished so fast I almost doubted it was real.
“You heard me,” he said flatly. “You are not fit to stand beside me.”
The words sliced deeper than any blade ever could.
Not fit.
After everything.
After every night we spent together.
After every promise whispered in the dark.
After every time he pulled me into his arms and called me his peace.
My wolf growled inside me now, confused and angry.
“He lies,” she snapped. “He is ours.”
But I couldn’t even answer her.
Because Kael raised his hand again.
“And I will not be bound to a traitor.”
The word hit harder than the rejection itself.
Traitor?
My chest tightened painfully.
“I never betrayed you,” I said quickly, stepping forward. “Kael, I swear to you”
“Enough.”
His voice cracked like thunder.
The crowd went silent again.
He stepped closer now, close enough that I could smell him. That familiar scent of pine and storm that once made me feel safe.
Now it made me feel sick.
“You were seen speaking with the Northern rogues,” he said coldly. “You were seen near the border before the attack. You lied to me.”
My breath caught.
“What? I never”
“Do not insult me further.”
The words were final.
Absolute.
My heart pounded painfully.
The Northern rogues attack… I remember it. I was healing injured omegas that night. I never left the infirmary.
Someone was lying.
But not me.
“Kael, please,” I whispered, desperation breaking through me. “You have to believe me. I would never….”
His eyes darkened.
For a moment, I thought he might soften.
But then he said the words that destroyed everything.
“I already have a chosen Luna.”
The world tilted.