CHAPTER 2
Clara’s POV
I walked back to the dining hall, my steps heavy with disappointment. The hallway stretched before me,
seeming longer than it had been just moments ago. My chest felt tight, as if someone had wrapped a band
around it and pulled until I could barely breathe.
When I reached the dining hall doorway, I paused. Inside, Elsa and the other pack members were still
discussing table arrangements and flower placements. Their excited voices carried through the air, a stark
contrast to the heaviness I felt inside.
They hadn’t noticed me yet. I stood at the threshold, watching them talk about a wedding that might never
happen. My fingers curled into fists at my sides.
“The wedding is off until further notice,” I announced, my voice steadier than I expected.
The room fell silent. All eyes turned to me, wide with shock.
Elsa stood from her chair, her clipboard clutched against her chest. “Luna Clara, is everything-”
“Just… put everything on hold,” I said, cutting her off. I couldn’t bear to hear her call me Luna right now.
Not when that title seemed to be slipping further away with each passing day.
Without waiting for a response, I turned and walked toward my room. Behind me, whispers erupted like a
swarm of angry bees.
“Did you see her face?”
“What happened?”
“Did Alpha Jaden change his mind about her?”
“They always postpone the wedding and don’t even attempt to do an official mating ceremony. Are you sure they’re fated mates and aren’t lying to us?”
Each word stung like a knife in my back, but I kept my head high, my steps measured. I would not give
them the satisfaction of seeing me break.
Only when I reached my room and shut the door behind me did I allow the mask to slip. My back pressed against the cool wood as I slid down to the floor, my legs no longer able to hold me up.
The tears came then, hot and fast. They burned trails down my cheeks as sobs wracked my body. Three years of my life devoted to him, to this pack, to becoming the perfect Luna. And for what? To be pushed
aside again and again?
“I told you,” my wolf whispered in my mind, her voice gentler now, almost sad. “He doesn’t deserve us.”
I pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to stem the flow of tears. “He’s my mate,” I whispered back. “The goddess chose him for me.”
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My wolf remained silent, but her doubt hung heavy in my mind.
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I knew she was right but I didn’t want to believe it all. I didn’t want to believe that my bond with my mate
was so weak.
Three months passed.
Three months of strained smiles and hollow reassurances. Three months of Jaden promising that “soon”
we would set a new date, that “soon” everything would be perfect for our union.
I walked toward the pack gathering hall, my shoulders squared despite the weight I carried. Today’s meeting was important–discussions about pack welfare and border security were on the agenda, and as
future Luna, I needed to be present.
As I approached the massive doors of the gathering hall, snippets of conversation reached my ears.
“There she is the Luna who can’t even get her mate to claim her properly,” someone whispered, not
bothering to lower their voice enough.
“Third postponement in a row. Something’s definitely wrong with her,” another added with a snicker.
I kept my gaze forward, pretending not to hear, but their words sliced through me like claws.
“My cousin in the Moonstone Pack says their Luna was claimed within a month of being chosen,” a female voice said pointedly. “A whole year of delays? The goddess must have made a mistake.”
“If she was worthy of being Luna, he would have marked her by now.”
“I heard he’s looking for a replacement. A real Luna who knows her place.”
“Can’t even keep her mate interested enough to go through with the ceremony-‘
I clenched my jaw tight enough to hurt as I passed a group of younger pack females, their eyes following
me with undisguised contempt.
“My mother says a real Luna would have given the Alpha pups by now,” one of them whispered loudly.
“She’s probably barren.”
“Or he just can’t stand to touch her that way,” another responded with a cruel laugh that echoed in the hall.
The whispers died down as I entered the main chamber, replaced by forced smiles and nods of
acknowledgment. I had grown used to this dance, this pretense that everything was fine when clearly it
wasn’t.
I took my seat to the right of Jaden’s empty chair, feeling eyes boring into me from every direction. Some
gazes held pity, others satisfaction. I could almost hear their thoughts: This is what happens when a
warrior tries to be a Luna.
When Jaden finally entered, the pack rose in respect. Several females straightened their posture, preening
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as he passed. One even had the audacity to shoot me a triumphant smile, as if to say, Watch how easily I
could replace you.
Jaden’s eyes briefly met mine, a flash of something unreadable passing between us before he addressed
the gathering.
The meeting progressed as usual, with reports from various pack sectors and discussions about resource
allocation. My attention drifted occasionally, my wolf restless within me.
“If it weren’t for the mate bond,” she growled, “I’d have left long ago. It’s been a year of these empty
promises.”
“Hush,” I thought back, trying to focus on the meeting.
“The next item,” Jaden announced, “is border security. We’ve had reports of rogue wolves near our
northern territory.”
My ears perked up. This was something I knew about. Before being chosen as Jaden’s mate, I had been
trained as a warrior, specializing in territorial defense.
“I propose we double the patrols on the northern border,” Jaden continued, “and reduce our presence in
the east.”
The council members nodded in agreement, but alarm bells rang in my head. The eastern territory
bordered the Silver Claw Pack, known for their opportunistic nature. Reducing our presence there would
be a mistake.
I listened as they discussed the details, my unease growing with each word. Finally, I couldn’t contain
myself any longer.
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