I yearned to be acknowledged as a deserving Luna, even though the entire pack never addressed me as such. Nevertheless, I persevered, striving for their respect.

Within each pack, leaders must earn the pack's allegiance rather than coerce it. Hence, I continued to push myself beyond the limits I had never before explored.

Yet, despite my relentless efforts, I was deceived and betrayed. My so-called mate, Brett, and my supposed best friend, Jennifer, shattered my trust. We grew up without parents, but I cared for Jennifer as a sister would. Nevertheless, she plunged a metaphorical knife into my back.

Now and future, never again will I allow anyone to exploit my vulnerability, I will reclaim my standing.

Gamma Be My Alpha

　　The anger and rage surged through me like a wildfire, threatening to consume everything in its path. In a fit of frustration, I crashed through the hut, toppling over tables and chairs, the raw power of my fury echoing in the small space. My wolf clawed at the edges of my consciousness, desperate to break free, adding to the cacophony of destruction with its incessant snarls.


　　But amidst the chaos, my screams shook the very foundation of the hut. They were primal and guttural, a release of pent-up emotions that gripped me tightly. I felt the walls reverberate with each wail, as if they were trying to absorb the intensity of my fury. Yet no matter how loud I bellowed, it could not drown out the nagging worry that gnawed at the edge of my consciousness.


CHAPTER 59 Fallen Battle