When the Alpha Chose His Rogue Over Me

When I was at the werewolf academy, Alpha Lucas Owens, the reserved heartthrob of the Silver Moon Pack, pursued me for two years until I finally agreed to be his mate. On the day we established our mate bond, I handed him three cherished items and said, “Alpha, these are the most important things in my life. Please never lose them, because if they’re gone, you’ll never find me again.”

We were happy, moving hand in hand towards our future as Alpha and Luna of the pack. With my support, his leadership grew stronger, and the pack thrived. But everything changed when his former mate, Aubree Garcia, a rogue werewolf, returned. She tore up our mate bond token, and Lucas, who had never spoken harshly to me before, said, “It’s just a token. We can get another. Why are you making such a fuss? Apologize to Aubree.”

He had always trusted me, but suddenly, when Aubree was attacked while wandering rogue territory, he doubted me. “Valerie, I told you, Aubree and I are just friends. Why won’t you understand? You sent someone to attack her. Now, apologize to Aubree.”

The day I saw the token on Aubree, my hope vanished. I was determined to reclaim the three items that meant the world to me. It was only when those three items disappeared that Lucas became frantic.

“Why is something I gave you now with Aubree?” I attempted to keep my emotions in check, striving not to let them erupt.

In a pack-wide announcement, Aubree flaunted the necklace I had painstakingly designed, now prominently displayed around her neck. This necklace was the first I had created all by myself, and it was the piece that had earned me recognition among the packs. It held immense significance for me.

“What are you talking about, Valerie? You’re being unreasonable,” Alpha Lucas snapped in a distant voice over the mind link. “Why are you so hostile towards Aubree now? Just because we’re mated, doesn’t mean everything I own is yours.”

His words cut deeper than any claw. I realized he’d forgotten the significance of the necklace, forgotten it was one of the treasures I’d entrusted to him. There was no point in continuing the conversation.

“My necklace,” I managed to grit out.

Finally, there was a pause on the other end of the link, his aura flickering with unease. “Valerie, it was a mistake on my part. I’ll get it back from Aubree.”

Alpha Lucas’s voice was tinged with panic, but I no longer wanted to listen. I painfully severed the mind link. Reflecting on the past year since Aubree’s return, I suddenly felt it was time to leave. I realized I had been deceiving myself all along. When Lucas and Aubree took pack missions alone, I thought it was purely professional. When he came home late, reeking of rogue territory, I told myself it was pack business. Even when strange marks appeared on his body, I assumed they were from training. But now,