From Rogue to Luna Queen

On our fifth anniversary, Alpha Liam gave me nothing more than a simple pack mark of protection. That same night, he held a bonding ceremony with his first love, the she-wolf Seraphina.

I refused to accept it. He accused me of being irrational.

“My bonding with Seraphina is for the future of the pack, not because I still have feelings for her.”

“You’re only human. Shouldn’t my pack’s mark be enough? This was your final test, Elena, and you’ve failed.”

I walked away. And he turned around and proposed to Seraphina.

Five years later, we met again at an exclusive hotel designated by the Alpha Council.

His pack was on the verge of becoming a major power, and he had Seraphina, draped in a moonlight silk gown, on his arm.

When he saw me, covered in sand and standing ankle-deep in the hotel’s ornamental fountain, he frowned.

“Elena,” he scoffed. “You looked down on my protection back then. Look at you now. I bet you can’t find a single pack in this city willing to take in a human.”

“And don’t think this pathetic display will make me take you back.”

I ignored him.

My cub’s treasured moonstone, a gift he’d found while combing the beach, had slipped into the fountain. The little guy was beside himself, and I had to find his precious amulet.

"Inferior human." That's what Liam dared to call me before the entire Alpha Summit, five years after his engagement to Seraphina. The fool was scorning the very Luna Queen he was eternally unworthy of.

In the hotel lobby, Liam strode in with Seraphina on his arm.

The werewolves present quickly recognized him, their faces lighting up as they swarmed him.

“Alpha Liam! I never expected to see you at the Alliance Summit! To take over a pack and bring it to near-major status in just five years—so young and promising!”

“You’re here to win the support of the Alpha King, aren’t you?”

Liam gave a slight nod, and a murmur of understanding went through the crowd. More than half the Alphas here were vying for the favor of the legendary Alpha King.

Someone’s gaze shifted to Seraphina. “And this must be your future Luna? A perfect match for an alliance!”

Seraphina pressed closer to Liam, her smile soft. “We haven’t completed the final soul-bond yet. We’ll hold the ceremony after the pack’s promotion. We hope you’ll all be there to witness it.”

Liam’s expression tensed for a moment before he forced an unnatural smile. “We’ve both been busy with pack affairs. We've been devoted to one another for ages. The ceremony is a formality.”

Another round of congratulations followed.

I, however, was a little surprised. They still hadn't soul-bonded?

He’d proposed to Seraphina days after our breakup, so desperate for the power of her pure bloodline. They should have completed the bonding ritual years ago. Why the delay?

Besides, a werewolf's awakened rank is intrinsically tied to their soul-bond.

Just then, a hotel guard—a werewolf,