Luna's Return: Chasing His Betrayed Luna

As the Luna of the Crescent Moon Pack, I had been entrusted with leadership in Blaze Holloway's absence.

Blaze, the current Alpha and my mate, along with the Beta and his childhood sweetheart, had left for a gathering at a neighboring pack. They would be away for three days, leaving me in charge.

Out of nowhere, the pack was attacked, and the messenger's frantic cry of "Intruders!" shook me to my core.

It was my first time leading the pack, and the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on me. Still, I steeled myself and took charge, gathering the warriors to fend off the incoming rogues.

At my signal, the warriors leaped into the air, claws and fangs bared. Each fought with fierce determination, ripping through the rogues with ruthless precision.

As the situation worsened, I darkened my gaze, focusing on the incoming rogues. In an instant, I shifted into my white wolf form. Under the moonlight, my fur gleamed, lit up in the dark, and intimidated our enemies.

Back then, I was the female warrior of our pack. Drawing on my experience, I fought off rogues left and right, rounding up every pack member and getting them to safety.

While we were all caught up in the battle against the rogues, I was stunned to see the main Pack House go up in flames.

The pack was filled with screams of agony as I raced into the pack house with the warriors, desperately trying to save it from the flames.

Yet, Alpha Blaze was nowhere to be found. I tried mind-linking him time and again, updating him on the dire situation, but he neglected me as if he had vanished into thin air.

Inside the pack house, the smoke filled each corner, choking me to death. With no other options left, I grabbed my phone, hoping that he might just pick up the call if he hadn’t answered my mind link.

Within minutes, Alpha Blaze accepted the call, but I was caught off guard when Scarlett's Westfall's lovely voice came through the line.

Scarlett had been Alpha Blaze's childhood sweetheart, who sought refuge with us under the guise of his sister. He treated her like more than just family; he held her close to his heart, cherishing her like a mate, leaving me, his true mate, in the shadows.

“Luna Avery, what’s with the call? The gathering isn't over yet,” Scarlett responded, completely oblivious to the storm brewing on my end.

Before I could spell out the dire situation at Crescent Moon, Alpha Blaze bellowed, ordering Scarlett to ignore any calls, too preoccupied to even make an inquiry about who it was.

The line went dead, and when I tried to mind-link him again, Alpha Blaze suddenly snubbed me, refusing to lend an ear.

While his cold neglect weighed me down, a rogue lunged at me.

As I braced for the worst, expecting to hit the ground and meet my end, the lead warrior, Hunter Draven, leaped into action. With lightning speed, he shifted into his wolf form and buried his claws into the rogue's heart, saving me from the clutches of death that night.

With Hunter, the lead warrior, and all the warriors under his command, we drove the rogues back, leaving many dead or fleeing in defeat.

Three days later, I was still reeling from the near-death experience during the rogue attack when Alpha Blaze returned, completely in the dark of the ordeal.

All the pack members laid the blame at my feet for the deaths of their loved ones, accusing me of failing them as the one in charge that night.

Even Alpha Blaze pointed fingers at me without mercy when the truth came to light.

“You give nothing to this pack but destruction,” Alpha Blaze uttered with a cold glare, adding, “Even if you are my Luna and mate, you won't be in charge next time. All this destruction and loss—it’s all on your shoulders. Look at the mess you’ve left behind.”

Still, I never dared to argue. I swallowed my pride and took the fall, even though the blame rightly lay with Alpha Blaze.

If he hadn’t turned a blind eye to me and ignored all my pleas to answer my mind-link, the situation wouldn’t have spiraled out of control.

It wasn't the first time Alpha left me out in the cold. Since Scarlett was under our roof, Alpha Blaze's attention had focused solely on her and the pack, leaving me on the sidelines to fend for myself.

Suppose I had kept my position to the pack I had long forsaken. I had opted to continue being the female warrior rather than trying my fate to Alpha Blaze, only to be cast aside; things might have a different turn. Yet, it was too late for regrets.

Despite all the trauma, I held up under pressure from his neglect and the pack’s pin the blame on me, he never once apologized or acknowledged how he’d enjoyed Scarlett’s company while I fought to survive.

If Hunter wasn't shielding me that night, I might be gone from his sight. But then again, I was only his mate, a Luna bound to be forgotten.

As soon as Alpha Blaze returned, completing his duties and bolstering the pack’s security, he fixed me with a dark, penetrating gaze.

Out of the blue, I broke the silence in between as I uttered, “Alpha, let’s end our mateship.”

With those sudden words I had uttered, Alpha Blaze dared not to believe it. He laughed his ass out loud, dismissing my words as a tantrum.

“Fine, if that's what you want,” he said, already facing the door, ready to leave. “I know you'll end up regretting it.”

Perhaps Alpha Blaze expected me to chase his affection and beg for forgiveness like before. Not anymore. I realized he was never worth my devotion.

Shaking my head, I declared, “I, Luna Avery of Crescent Moon, already regret being mated to you, Alpha Blaze.”