Jasmine stood before the mirror, smoothing the fabric of her attire for the hundredth time.
The final gamma selection process loomed ahead, hours away, and her nerves crackled beneath her skin like live wires.
She had already conquered the physical trials, pushed her body to its breaking point and emerged victorious. The mental assessments had tested her wit, her strategy, her ability to think under pressure.
The leadership simulations had demanded she command, inspire, and make impossible decisions. She had passed them all with flying colors.
Now only one thing remained: a one-on-one interview with the Alpha. After that, the decision would be made. Three candidates, one position. And Jasmine was terrified because the other two women were exceptional.
Though she was close to the pack leaders, she had received no favoritism, no shortcuts, and no whispered advantages. She had fought through the process like every other female warrior, bleeding and sweating and proving herself worthy. And now, here she was. So close to the finish line she could taste it.
But the interview wasn’t the only thing consuming her thoughts.
Three days remained until the Blood Moon Festival. Three days until the moon goddess would reveal fated mates to wolves across every pack. And Kael still hadn’t given her an answer.
He had promised to respond the very next day after their last discussion. Two weeks had crawled by since then, each one heavier than the last. He had avoided her questions with the skill of a man desperate to escape, deflecting and dodging until Jasmine wanted to scream.
She had been busy too. Training, preparing, pushing herself to the limit. But beneath the exhaustion, beneath the focus, one question burned: where did she stand in his life? Would he fight for her if they both turned out to be mated to others?
The pain of it was familiar now, a dull ache that had settled into her bones. She was always the one in a one-sided love. Always the one giving more, hoping more, hurting more. But this was the first time someone had confessed to genuinely loving her. And all she wanted was an assurance that it wasn’t a lie.
The interview was two hours away.
She couldn’t wait any longer. Jasmine made her way to Kael’s office, her footsteps echoing against the stone floor. Her heart hammered against her ribs, each beat a countdown to a conversation she both craved and dreaded.
She knocked. There was no response, but her hand found the door handle and pushed.
The scene before her stopped her cold.
A she-wolf stood before Kael’s desk, her shoulders trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks. Kael’s expression was hard, unyielding, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade.
"Let nothing so shameless happen again. If you have a problem with anyone in the line of your job, report directly to your supervisor."
"Yes, Beta Kael." The girl’s voice wobbled, barely audible. "I already signed the bond of good behavior. It won’t happen again."
She rushed toward the door, brushing past Jasmine with her face buried in her hands. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving Jasmine alone with Kael in the suffocating quiet.
Jasmine crossed the room, her gaze landing on the document spread across his desk. The bond of good behavior. Her stomach tightened.
"You let her off." The words came out flat, accusation threading through every syllable. "She stabbed another wolf. She has to be punished."
Kael didn’t look up. He straightened the papers with methodical precision, his jaw tight. "It’s her first offense, and she’s only sixteen." His voice carried the weight of exhaustion, of a decision made and defended too many times. "Besides, the victim was the one who started it. The girl had every right to defend herself. Her response was just too extreme."
He rose from his chair, the leather creaking beneath him. "I need to inform the Alpha of my decision." His gaze finally found hers, steady and unreadable. "Tell me, are you ready for your interview?"

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