The Unbound Luna

A saying had always been passed down in the Fendon Pack.

Every male wolf in this world might betray his mate.

However, Damon was the exception.

As the current Alpha of the Fendon Pack, Damon was known for his cold discipline, absolute self-control, and unmatched strength.

Everyone also knew that when he was young, he had already given his whole heart to his fated mate, Yuna.

But five years after they completed their mating mark ceremony, Yuna received photos of him cheating.

The moment she saw them, her entire body went rigid.

In the photo, Damon was draping his coat over another woman’s shoulders.

However, the woman beside him wasn't a noble-blooded she-wolf. She wasn't one of the pack’s powerful warriors either.

Vera was just a divorced human who ran a small flower shop in the Neutral Zone.

Yet the way Damon looked at her held a love and tenderness that ran deep into his bones.

At nine that night, the front door of the main house opened.

Damon stepped inside, the chill of the night wind still clinging to his long black coat.

He looked the same as always, controlled and untouchable. His collar perfectly straight, his expression cold enough to freeze the air.

Yuna sat in the dark living room.

She waited until he walked closer, then suddenly hurled the stack of photos at him.

"Damon. Explain."

The photos scattered across the floor.

Damon went still for a moment before bending down to pick them up.

The Alpha who had never tolerated even a speck of dust now bent over the photo, gently brushing the dirt off Vera's cheek with the edge of his sleeve.

Yuna's chest went numb as she watched.

Damon straightened and finally looked at her. When he spoke, his voice was cruelly calm.

"There's nothing to explain. Yes, I fell in love with her."

Yuna's voice trembled. "Fell in love with her?"

"Yes."

That one word felt like a blade cutting through her chest.

"Damon."

Yuna rose to her feet, her eyes redrimmed and shining with unshed tears. "When we were sixteen, you stood under the moon and told me I was the only one you would ever love. You said you would always stand by my side."

Damon looked at her, but the familiar softness in his eyes was gone, replaced by a deep, bone-weary exhaustion he could no longer hide.

"I did say that," he replied after a pause, his voice low. "But Yuna, I'm tired after loving you all these years.

"Whenever you threw a tantrum, I was the one calming you down. If you didn't like a she-wolf getting too close to me, I cut ties with her immediately. When you felt upset in the middle of the night, I ran with you all the way to the forest boundary until sunrise.

"When you wanted that Moonstone necklace from the Southern Territory, I had someone bring it back from the auction overnight."

He recounted each and every incident. All those