Spit On Me Alpha

Finally.

Finally, the day I had dreamed about since I was little.

I stood in front of the mirror and turned slowly. The silver-white dress flowed softly around my legs like water. The silk shimmered when I moved, catching the light with every step. My hair was braided with thin silver threads that glittered like stars. Everything felt light, almost unreal.

Today… today I would be claimed by Aedric Veyr.

My fated mate.

My promised future.

My best friend.

The person I had waited for all my life.

My chest felt full…. so full I thought my heart might burst. A smile wouldn’t leave my face.

I placed my hand on my stomach and breathed.

This is it, I told myself.

This is your moment.

Outside the Moon Hall, I could hear the soft hum of the pack… voices, laughter, footsteps, the rustle of clothes. The air smelled of pine and earth, clean and sweet. Lanterns glowed along the path, warm and golden, like stars guiding me forward.

When I stepped into the hall, the marble floor felt cold beneath my feet, grounding me. The hall was full…. wolves from every corner stood watching, their eyes turning toward me as I entered.

The High Elder lifted his staff.

“Let all present witness the joining of Alpha Aedric Veyr and Omega Sylvara Rynne,” he called out. “Under the blessing of the red moon.”

My breath hitched.

My pulse quickened.

My dream was finally real.

And then… I saw him.

Aedric.

Tall. Bright. Golden hair glowing under the lantern light. His face was calm, serious, but beautiful in the way I had memorized long ago. He was my future. My mate. The one destiny had given me.

When I reached him, he took my hand. His palm was warm against mine. My wolf stirred harder, excited, eager, whispering, yes… yes… this is ours.

The Elder began the ancient chant.

Each word wrapped around us like a warm thread.

I felt my breath match the rhythm.

I leaned in, closing my eyes, letting the moment sink into my bones.

But then..

He let go.

His hand slipped from mine.

Cold rushed over my skin.

My eyes shot open. I turned to him, confused. His expression was tight. Closed. Not the warmth I remembered. Not the man who had smiled at me yesterday.

The Elder stuttered to a stop, unsure.

A soft murmur started moving through the hall.

My smile faded slowly, like someone was wiping it off my face one inch at a time.

“Aedric?” I whispered. “What… what is it?”

He didn’t look at me at first. When he finally did, his eyes were distant, like he was somewhere else entirely.

“I can’t do this,” he said quietly.

The words hit me like a punch.

My heart skipped.

My breath stumbled.

Everything inside me shrank into itself.

“What?” My voice trembled. “What do you mean?” I blinked at him, confused and scared.

“I can’t do this,” he said. “I just can’t marry