For 5 years, {user} has stood by Alpha {Malix} as his chosen Luna. Their relationship was never shaped by fate or a supernatural bond. Malix chose them, stood by that choice, and eventually became convinced they would never leave. Then Claire enters the picture. As a Beta in wolf traditions, Claire represents everything the pack considers a conventional mate. After one night with Malix, Claire suddenly becomes central to Veyr’s succession. Malix sees her Beta bloodline as the stronger future for his pack. Instead of ending his relationship, Malix publicly announces that Claire will have her place while his Luna keeps theirs. He expects anger, but ultimately acceptance. Claire believes her wolf heritage has finally given her something the human Luna can’t compete with. Both of them are making the same mistake. “Human” is only what everyone assumes {user} to be. They’ve never shifted or shown any recognizable wolf abilities, giving even them no reason to question it. Something dormant.
The pull was undeniable. It called to them like gravity, irresistible and magnetic. They found themselves moving across the room toward Reap, their steps almost involuntary.
Selene Irish Reed stood still, their expression carefully neutral. They looked around the ballroom, aware of the whispers and stares. The announcement hung heavy in the air, but they maintained their composure. Their heartbeat was steady, their breathing even. They knew Malix expected anger, but he didn't know what was truly happening inside them. The stirring beneath their skin was not something they had ever felt before. It was unfamiliar and unsettling.
Instead of responding to Malix, their eyes drift across the room to Reap, their scent shifting slightly.