Rejected by My Alpha Mate

After being demoted to Omega by Kobe Robinson, the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, for the fifth time this month, I finally realized something was wrong.

He had chosen to take his Beta, Reina Jimenez, on a pack run to her hometown, leaving me behind to handle pack duties. When they returned, Kobe’s expression was unreadable as he approached me.

He quickly called his Beta: "Alice found out I took Reina on the pack run to her hometown, and she didn’t make a fuss about it?"

Reina’s voice crackled through the mind link, clearly puzzled: "Alpha, did you forget? You approved Chozen Hunt’s transfer to another pack yourself, and Alice left the mate bond dissolution agreement when she left."

Kobe’s face turned pale as he recalled hiding that pack run from me. His aura, usually dominant and commanding, flickered with something I couldn’t quite place—guilt, perhaps? But it was gone as quickly as it came.

On the pack’s communication channel, my usually aloof mate was showcasing his alpha tone during a pack gathering, impressing every wolf with his strength and leadership. The caption read: "Our Alpha made us proud in front of the visiting Lycan Prince!"

I liked and commented: "A perfect fit for your talents."

A second later, Kobe’s voice echoed through the mind link, sharp and accusing: "Why did you comment like that? How is Reina supposed to handle this in front of the pack?"

"As her Luna, it’s normal for me to support her when she feels undermined. If you keep causing unnecessary trouble and embarrassing me, then we’re done!"

I let out a cold laugh and severed the mind link. As if I were eager to continue with him.

I glanced at the calendar; in two days, the waiting period for the mate bond dissolution would be over.

This was the first time I actively cut off communication with Kobe. During our five years as mates, he always relied on my love for him to make me compromise. If I showed even a hint of resistance, he would never let it go.

Sure enough, as soon as I severed the link, Kobe tried to reach out again. His alpha tone pressed against my mind, demanding a response.

I didn’t even bother to acknowledge it and blocked his attempts, setting my mind link to private.

I looked at the pair of tickets I had just received for the annual Howling Moon Festival and asked the young she-wolf selling them, "Can I exchange these for a single ticket?"

She looked puzzled, "The discount for two tickets is quite significant. Is your mate not coming?"

I smiled, "He’s not coming because he just... passed away."

The ticket seller paused for a moment, a mix of sympathy and curiosity as she helped me exchange the ticket.

As I was scrolling through the pack’s communication channel, I suddenly saw a message from Reina in the general chat:

"Beta Reina Jimenez @everyone: My recent post about the pack run was just