The vengeful Luna

All my life, I have craved attention of just one man. I would run out to watch him spar, fantasising about his body.

The way he moved, his smell. They were all captivating and I wanted him to be mine.

We have been friends since childhood, his father was the Alpha and my mother was a maid in the pack.

Don't just write me off, my mother is not just a maid but she is the personal maid to the reigning Alpha. Which means one thing, I was free to roam about the pack without being asked who I was.

They all knew me,maybe not all of them but most of the soldiers knew who I was.

I know you all have been anticipating who I was taking about.

His name is Stephan, he wasy friend. He does not consider me as a friend but I did. I wanted him so badly that I prayed to the moon goddess that she make me his mate.

But atlas, Stephan's eyes was never on me. To him, I was a lowlife and he took pleasure he showing that to me. Instead, he craved the most popular girl in pack.

Olivere.

She was from a powerful house with a stromg bloodline. Stephan loved her and would do anything for her. He even dotes on her making me more sad.

Funny enough, Olivere always want everything I wanted. My mate, my beauty. She wanted it all, she craved the life I was even leaving.

I don't know what to call it.

It looked like jealousy to me but when I realised she wanted me gone, I began to fear her.

Olivere would take all the praise each time I tried to have Stephan protected, fight for him and try to be there for him. Each time, the glory goes to her and in return, I was scorned. But this time, someone in the pack wanted him dead.

I was fortunate to know in time and I stopped it. Even getting injured in the process. As life faded from my face all I could think of was just one person.

STEPHAN!

[ REALITY SET IN ]

Pain.

That was the first thing I felt when I opened my eyes. A searing, unforgiving ache coursing through my body, as if every bone had been shattered and put back together wrong.

My body felt sore and I could barely lift up myself. The pain, the body aches and the throbbing headache combining as one to hurt my frail body.

I blinked against the dim light, my vision hazy, the scent of dried blood and damp earth heavy in the air. Where was I? The last thing I remembered was Stephan—his frantic voice calling my name as I pushed him out of the way, taking the full impact of the rogue’s attack.

I saved him.

Yet now, I was alone.

I tried to move, but sharp pain flared through my ribs, forcing a strangled gasp from my throat. My arms trembled as I pushed myself up from the cold ground, my head spinning. The infirmary. That’s where I had to be.

Why wasn’t Stephan here?

I glanced around and I could not see him except for the crackling of laughters and vioces that seems faraway from the room I was in.

A sick feeling curled in my stomach. He should’ve been here, waiting for me to wake up. My heart pounded as I forced myself to stand, gripping the edge of the wooden cot for support.

With shaky steps, I made my way to the door, my body screaming in protest. The door opened slowly as I was about to push my way out of the cozy room I was confined in.

" And where do you think you are going?" My mother said with a stern look.

" I need to see him, is he alright? I could have sworn I heard the blade went through."

My mother cut me short. " I still find it irritating how you lust after a man who never wants you." She said with a scowl in her voice but I was quick to object to it.

" Don't say that mum, Stephan loves me. He just doesn't know it yet." I said ummmm trying to reassure myself.

" Then why isn't he here?" My mother said setting the herbal concotion she was holding to the table. " Do you think mhe cares about you? You need to wake up Selena as stop day dreaming. If he is your mate then I would really know how much he cares about you. Until then, you need to stop all this. Drink!"

I looked at the muddy water right in front of me, Stephan's cool and gentle voice would have made me drank all but instead I was stock up with my mother's harsh words.

" You should be good as new." My mother said immediately. " I still have some errands to run so you have better brace yourself for anything you are hearing concerning the incident."

" What do you mean mother? Are the people praising me?" I asked with a faded smile on my lips as she was about to walk out. She looked back and her look says it all.

Olivere is taking all the credit again. But this time I was going to fight for what he asked mine. She is not going to take the credit while I took the fall.

The moment I stepped outside, I froze.

The entire pack was gathered in the training grounds. At the center, Stephan stood tall, his golden hair glinting under the sun. But it wasn’t him that made my breath hitch—it was the girl standing beside him.

Olivere.

" Did you see how she saved him?"

" I am sure Stephan wasn't expecting to see her run to him to give her life for his."

My leg falters a bit. " What is it that I a hearing? Doesn't he know I saved him?"

I walked into the open as I could hear their judgemental voices and the criticisms.

" I saved you." I said pathetically looking at Stephan. " I even had a mark to show for it."

But Nancy's words cut me short. " And Olivere here a scar. She saved him and you should stop going after Stephan like you own him!"

" God, he is not even your mate."

In that moment, Stephan looked at Olivere and brought a package out from his back. My face went pale and the people let out a gentle gasp.

" What is he doing?" I asked with my breath etched in my throat.