I Left Before He Learned My Worth novel Chapter 33

**TITLE: I Left Before He Learned My Worth**
**Chapter 33**

**ARIA**

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As I sat at my desk, the pile of letters loomed before me like a mountain of judgment. My eyes ached from the relentless hours spent poring over formal communications from the pack. Each letter seemed meticulously crafted, the language so diplomatic that it could almost disguise the underlying question that gnawed at everyone’s mind: was the unknown omega who had led an Alpha to imprison his Luna and bonded mate truly capable of leading?

News of Damon’s breakdown had spread through the pack networks with alarming speed, like a wildfire consuming everything in its path. Suddenly, every neighboring Alpha was inundating me with urgent inquiries about the stability of Shadowmere, the impending bonding ceremony, and whether I was worth the diplomatic turmoil my mere presence seemed to incite.

*To Luna-designate Aria,* began one letter from Alpha Morrison of the Highland Pack. *While we extend our congratulations to Shadowmere on the forthcoming ceremony, we feel compelled to voice our concerns regarding the recent upheaval within Blackwood Pack. The imprisonment of Luna Margaret and Alpha Cross’s mate raises significant doubts about your judgment and the prudence of this alliance. We hope you understand our need for reassurance regarding Shadowmere’s future leadership.*

Translation: you need to prove you won’t bring the same chaos here that you did in Blackwood.

I set that letter aside, my heart heavy, and picked up another from Alpha Chen of the Riverside Pack.

*We have enjoyed cordial relations with Shadowmere for generations. However, in light of Alpha Kael’s ongoing curse and the unusual circumstances surrounding your appointment as Luna, we request a formal meeting to discuss the stability of our alliance. We mean no disrespect, but the recent disruptions caused by your former Alpha have given us pause.*

Translation: we’re uncertain about your trustworthiness, and we need to know if Kael’s curse renders him too weak to maintain his alliances.

There were at least a dozen more letters echoing the same sentiments—polite on the surface but laden with doubt, suspicion, and the palpable anxiety that I might be too inexperienced or too problematic to serve as an effective Luna.

The harsh reality was that I couldn’t entirely fault them. From their perspective, this situation must have appeared catastrophic. An unknown omega fleeing one pack and immediately bonding with the cursed Alpha of another, all while her former Alpha spiraled into madness. It was hardly a scenario that inspired confidence.

As I was carefully drafting a response to Alpha Morrison, aiming to convey assurance without sounding defensive, a commotion outside caught my attention.

It began as distant voices, gradually crescendoing into a chorus of excitement. Shouts of welcome, bursts of laughter—an unmistakable wave of genuine joy that accompanied the return of someone cherished. I could hear children squealing in delight and adults calling out greetings, the unmistakable energy of a pack welcoming back one of their own.

Intrigued, I set my pen down and moved to the window. What I saw in the main courtyard made a knot twist uncomfortably in my chest.

A woman stood there, tall and poised, her honey-blonde hair catching the late afternoon sun and transforming it into a shimmering gold. She was laughing, enveloped in hugs from pack members who surrounded her, clearly adored by everyone who greeted her. Children clung to her legs, adults clasped her hands, and even the typically stoic guards wore broad smiles.

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