Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the King

As I indulged in a spa treatment at the pack’s luxurious salon, my phone buzzed with a message from Katherine, my best friend and a Delta in our Silver Moon Pack.

"Luna, I just saw Alpha Brody at the mall buying jewelry for some woman," her text read.

"Got it," I replied, my tone calm.

"Aren’t you going to confront him?" she pressed.

"No need."

It had only been three months since I gave birth to the twins, and after this appointment, I had a gym session scheduled. At five, I needed to pick up Hudson from the pack’s daycare. I didn’t have time for distractions.

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I first discovered Brody’s infidelity when I was five months pregnant with our twins. The revelation had led to an explosive argument, and I moved back to my mother’s house, the former Luna of our pack. It had been three months since the birth, and I was still staying with her.

When I returned home, my mother, Naomi, was entertaining the twins while giving me a once-over. "You’re almost back to your pre-pregnancy shape," she remarked, her tone a mix of pride and concern.

I touched my slightly rounded belly with a faint smile. The personal trainer and nutritionist I had hired for $9,000 had indeed worked wonders.

My mother’s gaze was a blend of relief and sympathy.

"Alpha Brody stopped by earlier," she mentioned casually.

I continued playing with the twins, barely glancing up. "Oh."

"He left when he found you weren’t here," she added, searching my face. "Are you sure about the separation?"

I looked up and smiled softly. "No, I’m moving back tomorrow."

My mother raised an eyebrow in surprise but nodded.

"It seems like you’ve thought this through. That gives me some peace."

The next day, I packed my things and, with the help of Orlando, our pack’s Omega, moved the kids back to the Alpha’s residence.

After Hudson fell asleep and Orlando took the twins to bed, I headed to the shower. When I stepped out, Brody was already back—I hadn’t heard him come in.

I glanced at him, spotting a red lipstick stain on his crisp white shirt.

I stared at it for a moment, recalling how the first time I saw such a mark, it had led to a massive row. I had screamed, scratched, and fought with Brody, even dragging our parents into the mess.

"You’re back?" he asked, his voice neutral.

I smiled faintly, "Yeah."

I turned to my dressing table and began my meticulous skincare routine.

"Not angry anymore?" he asked, scrutinizing me.

I met his gaze in the mirror. "I’ve done a lot of thinking. Alphas like you always seem to seek excitement outside. I used to be naive, always making a scene. I’ve moved past that. I’ll try to be a good Luna so you have fewer worries."

He looked at me, puzzled and unsure.

I continued brushing my hair, and seeing that it was late, I said, "It’s getting late.