Just as Mom said, Alpha Harrison was an extraordinary man.
The second night after I joined the pack, he came to see me—a man as serene and composed as the moonlit sky, his voice as gentle as a breeze.
But there was something in his gaze that I couldn’t decipher.
He stayed with me late into the night, sipping tea cup after cup, until he finally sighed deeply. “Since you’re now part of the pack, you’ll want for nothing. I don’t need you to serve me in any way, so… unless it’s necessary, don’t seek me out.”
I couldn’t read the shadows in his eyes, but I knew one thing—he was the most striking man I’d ever seen. His eyes carried the weight of clouds and moonlight, and if he ever smiled, it would surely be breathtaking.
Sadly, for a long time after that, I never saw those eyes again.
I moved into the kind of home Dad had always dreamed of—a place where I lacked for nothing, with attendants to care for my every need. But I couldn’t share Dad’s joy.
I could see it plainly—the pack didn’t like me.
The older pack members who tended the grounds looked down on me, and the younger ones always rolled their eyes when I passed.
One of them, a Delta named Blakely, would pinch me whenever no one was looking.
“It’s your fault,” she’d hiss. “Our Alpha’s reputation was spotless until you came along. He’s such a good man—how could he have saved someone as ungrateful as you? If he’d known your family would latch onto him like parasites, he should’ve just let you drown!”
It wasn’t until a couple of weeks later that I finally understood the truth.
Hope Foster, a Delta from another pack, had been saved by a rival pack’s Beta after nearly drowning—and because her honor had been compromised, she’d been taken in as a chosen mate. Dad, desperate for wealth, had pushed me into the river, hoping for the same outcome.
He hadn’t been kind to me out of love—he’d seen me as a means to an end.
Blakely said Alpha Harrison was too good a man to have been trapped by my family’s greed. Anyone else would’ve chased us off with a roar.
I let her pinch me, too ashamed to protest.
After all, it was true—I’d tainted a man as radiant as the moon.
I was, as always, someone unworthy of love.
I didn’t expect Alpha Harrison to visit me again.
Everyone hated me—why wouldn’t he?
But when he did return, I trembled as I knelt before him, imitating the others in the pack. I held out my hands, ready to face my punishment, and stammered, “I’m sorry for ruining your reputation. You don’t have to listen to my dad. My family has enough money to live on. Just… kill me, Alpha.”
For a long moment, he just stared at me.
Then, to my shock, he burst into laughter, clutching his sides until tears streamed down his face.
“You’re quite the character,” he said, still chuckling. “Why would I kill you? My claws are meant for rogues and enemies, not my own pack.”
He crouched down to meet my eyes, his voice softening. “You’re here now, so make this your home. I can see you’re nothing like your family—you’re honest and kind. The Harrison Pack can provide for you. You’ve escaped a den of wolves, so stay here and live in peace.”
His eyes truly did hold the moon—not the distant one in the sky, but one that was warm and radiant, unique to him alone.
That night, I learned what it meant to have a true home—and what it meant to feel a bond that could last a lifetime.
Alpha Harrison was always busy, and he rarely came to see me.
I remembered his words and didn’t dare seek him out.
The next time I heard about him, it was from one of the pack members—he was preparing for his mark ceremony.
Blakely strutted in front of me, smug as a peacock. “You’d better start packing. Once our future Luna arrives, she’ll sell you off in a heartbeat. Who do you think you are, daring to step foot in the Harrison Pack? If it weren’t for our Alpha’s kindness, you’d already be six feet under.”
I just sat there, nibbling on a slice of berry tart.
I understood.
He was the finest Alpha in the world, and I… I was nothing.
So if they sold me, or even killed me, it didn’t matter.
I’d already lived a life of luxury in the Harrison Pack—I had no regrets.
But as the pack waited and waited, the new Luna never arrived. Instead, what came was a decree from the Lycan King himself.
The Harrison Pack was to be disbanded.
