When The Alpha Chose Her Over His Luna

Five months after my miscarriage, Holden, my Alpha and mate, was attentive in every way except for intimacy. I thought he was being considerate of my recovery until I discovered a condom in the bag with the late-night snack he brought home for me.

That same evening, I found messages on his phone exchanged with a young Omega named Alianna.

"Your Luna is so pathetic, she only ever gets what's left."

"I heard it's been almost six months since her miscarriage. Haven't you two done anything? This whole waiting game is tiring."

He replied, "If it wasn’t for wanting an heir, I wouldn’t have touched her at all. She doesn’t interest me in the slightest."

"I got a place for you near the pack training grounds, so you can swing by during lunch breaks."

Staring at the leftovers in front of me, my stomach churned uncontrollably. After the miscarriage, Holden would bring me snacks whenever he worked late. I was foolish enough to think he had finally learned to be considerate, not realizing that what he brought home were actually the remains from his meals with another wolf!

Suppressing my nausea, I forced myself to scroll through more of the chat history. That's when I discovered that Alianna was a young Omega Holden met during a pack alliance event.

"Alianna, you're as delicious as a spiced honey cake."

"Do you prefer the frosting or the cake itself?"

"If it’s you, I like it all."

No wonder Holden, who hated sweets, had been buying them all the time back then. Was it really the dessert he desired, or was it something—or someone—else?

After reading through all the messages, I couldn’t hold back any longer and ran to the bathroom to vomit. It was unthinkable. The usually reserved Alpha of our pack was entangled in such a sordid affair. If I hadn’t seen those messages myself, I would never have believed he could say such things.

Hearing the commotion, Holden rushed out of his study with a glass of warm water, gently rubbing my back. "Skyler, what’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?"

I finally felt a bit better after retching nothing but bile. Meeting Holden’s concerned gaze, I fought to suppress my anger. "The food might be off."

"Off?"

When Holden saw the contents of the takeout container, his face darkened immediately. "I'm sorry, Skyler. Maybe I upset the pack kitchen staff before, and they're taking it out on me. I’ll talk to them tomorrow. Let me take you to the healer now."

Hearing his excuse, I shook my head wearily. "I didn’t eat it. And don't bring home late-night snacks anymore."

Seeing my sour mood, Holden walked behind me and wrapped me in his arms, resting his head on my shoulder. "There’s a pack reunion tomorrow. They invited me. Will you come with me? I’d love to relive our early days together."

Holden and I had harbored feelings for each other for years, but it wasn’t until pack training that we