Reclaiming the Luna’s Shattered Bond

When Dexter Stone was a rogue, cast out and wandering without a pack, I stood by him as his mate. I helped him reclaim his place in the werewolf world, supporting him as he rebuilt the Silver Crescent Pack and rose to the position of Alpha. But once he achieved success, he kept his muse, Kai Gonzales, a Delta warrior, close by. This “perfect love” of his could never have endured the hardships we faced together. Unlike me, the Luna who stood by him through thick and thin, she was merely a fleeting distraction. All those promises of loyalty and devotion turned out to be lies. They say those who betray sincere hearts end up swallowing a thousand needles. If Dexter wasn’t willing to face the consequences, I’d make sure he did.

As I stepped out of the bedroom, Kai was already in the living room, straightening Dexter’s tie while going over the day’s schedule. Their intimate gestures were unmistakable, like a newly mated pair. I couldn’t help but remember the first time Kai had tied Dexter’s tie. I had been unwell, and Dexter had rushed to a pack meeting with his tie crooked. When he returned, it was perfectly straight. I had asked him, “Who fixed your tie?” He had replied, “Kai did!” I had raised an eyebrow and said, “She did a good job.” Dexter had just laughed it off, saying nothing more. Over time, I tied his ties less and less. He was always in a hurry, and I was always too late. By the time I noticed, the task had moved to Kai. But seeing her act so casually in our home, in the heart of the Silver Crescent territory, was a first.

People never know when to stop; they always push the limits. “Let me do it,” I said, stepping forward to brush Kai’s hands away. Her face tightened as she reluctantly stepped aside. Dexter frowned slightly, trying to duck out of the situation, but I held him in place. “What are you doing?” he asked, his alpha tone softening slightly. “Just fixing it,” I replied coolly. “Really? I think it’s a bit crooked!” He attempted to protest, but I ignored him. “Got any plans today?” I asked, my tone light but edged with steel.

Dexter replied stiffly, “Yes, I have pack meetings and won’t be back tonight.” “Did you forget what day it is today?” I questioned, my gaze piercing. Dexter furrowed his brow, using the opportunity to pull his tie away from my hand. “Don’t make a fuss, Estella. There’s work to do.” “Yes, Luna Harvey!” Kai finally found her chance to chime in, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “We working folks don’t make a big deal over Thanksgiving!” I chuckled softly, my smile sharp. “Thanksgiving? No, today is our mating anniversary,” I said, looking directly at Dexter. “Are you sure you want to bail on me today?”

I was certain Dexter wouldn’t. As expected, he paused, his previously indifferent demeanor melting away,