Rejected Luna turned The Alpha's surrogate

oom, usually bustling with advisors and pack members, was eerily quiet tonight. Damon stood by the window, his tall frame si

is enemies feared him. He had built his power through strategic alliances and calculated decisions, always staying one step ahead. But tonight, a rare unease gnawe

ng, Damon grunted, signaling whoever it was to enter. The door cre

a low, respectful tone.

s was referring to; they had discussed this plan many times, always in secre

essary?" Damon's voice ca

a precaution. The pack must have an heir, someone to

e said, more to convince himself than Marcus. Damon had faced countless threats, vanquished challengers b

lity. It went against everything Damon believed in, everything he had built

ause. "Make sure it's done discreetly.

emeanor. He knew better than to show too much emotion in front of Damon,

he sky, signaling the approach of dawn. The decision was made, but the unease remained. He couldn't shake the feeling that h

wed, and hands clenched tightly in her lap. The room was dimly lit by a single candle, its flickering light casting long shadow

oking for," the Alpha had said, his tone flat and unfeeling. "I need a mate who

d away at her self-confidence, leaving her feeling smaller and more insignificant with each passing day. But she refused t

t. She wasn't like the other female wolves, who were strong and commanding, able to hold their own in the brutal world of w

had a strength that went beyond physical power, a resilience that had carried her thr

as couldn't see her value, then she would find another way. She had heard whispers of other Lunas who had taken control of their ow

it was beginning to fade as dawn approached. She looked out at the forest that surrounded her home, the trees standing tall and silent in the darkn

ake action. Seraphina knew that she couldn't keep waiting for a mate to

st everything she had been taught about what it meant to be a Luna. But she was tired

ow, she would visit a healer, a woman known for her wisdom and knowledge of ancient rituals. Seraphina had heard rumors that the h

rself, but it was a path nonetheless. And

a sense of hope, a glimmer of light in the darkness that had surrounded her for so long. She didn't know

realize what they had lost, if they would regret their decisions when they saw the life she would build for herself. But those thou

was now sitting at his desk, staring down at the papers before him. The decision to store his sperm was finalized, but the sense of unease still linge

lead, and there were always threats to deal with, always challenges to overcome. He couldn'

mon couldn't help but feel that his life was on the brink of a change, one that he hadn't antici

de his decision, and there was no turning back. All that remained was to face whatev

his desk and left the room, ready to face another day. And far away, in her sm

twined by a decision made in the quiet hours of the night. The consequences of that decision would rippl

wo wolves prepared to face their futures, each unaware