A Message to My Past, Reject Our Alpha Mate

Before the pack's Winter Solstice festival, I was given a Moonwater Mirror, forged from the waters of the Moon Goddess Spring.

But the face staring back at me wasn't my own.

It was my face, but younger. The girl I was eight years ago.

Her eyes were bright with a joy I hadn't felt in years. When she realized I was from her future, she practically vibrated with excitement.

"Our fated mate, Alpha Owen, he confessed today! He's going to plant moonflowers around the lake cabin. He'll stay with me for every full moon. He promised to make me his one and only Luna forever!"

Her voice was full of hope for the future. Her joy was a bitter reminder of what I'd lost.

I listened quietly, only managing a faint smile.

My reaction must have given me away. Her excited chatter died. Her gaze drifted over my shoulder, taking in the cold, empty penthouse behind me.

"Wait... where's Owen?" Her smile faltered. "We're happy, right? After eight years?"

I didn't say a word.

I just slowly, deliberately, turned the Moonwater Mirror toward the terrace.

There, my Alpha mate, Owen, had another she-wolf pinned to the railing.

Their mouths were fused, their breaths mingling in the cold night air.

Through the Moonwater Mirror, I saw myself from eight years ago, bubbling with excitement over our fated mate's eternal promises. In return, I showed her Alpha Owen, eight years later, fucking another she-wolf right in front of my eyes.

On the terrace, Owen’s hand slid down the blonde's back, pulling her zipper down.

The fabric slipped down to her waist, revealing black lace lingerie.

Just as they were about to step inside, the woman suddenly stopped.

She noticed me standing in the living room.

"Wait, there's someone else here?" She frowned at me. "Who is she? Why is there someone else in your apartment?"

Owen didn't care at all. He even leaned down and gave her a deeper kiss.

He opened his eyes. His golden wolf eyes pierced through the glass, cold and amused.

"Ignore her. She doesn't mind. Right, my Luna?"

Care?

My heart used to howl. Then it went numb. Now, there's only silence.

Through the screen, the me from eight years ago saw everything.

Her face turned instantly pale. Her lips trembled, unable to form words. "No... no..."

The Moonwater Mirror went dead black.

Numb, I looked down, pulled out my phone, and sent a single text to my brother—the one I hadn't seen in years.

"Merry Winter Solstice, Leo. Hope you're doing well."

The she-wolf giggled, victorious. Her hand slid boldly down his chiseled abs.

"Where did you find an Omega mate this obedient?"

Behind me, clothes rustled. Breaths grew heavy.

They started moving toward the bedroom, still wrapped around each other.

The woman's heels dropped onto the floor.

Owen's tie was ripped off, reeking of that woman's heavy scent.

I slipped out of the room. I wouldn't disturb the two animals.

Twenty minutes later, the butler,