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

　　Leaning in, my fingertips brushed against her cheek, now cool to the touch. As my lips grazed her forehead, I whispered a silent apology, hoping that even in her unconscious state, she could somehow feel the weight of my remorse. It was a bittersweet moment, knowing that my gesture held both an apology and an acknowledgment of the love that still dwelled within me despite the harrowing circumstances.


　　Slowly stepping back, my eyes lingered on her peaceful expression, marred only by the remnants of tears on her delicate lashes. With each passing moment, a mix of emotions and thoughts waged a battle within me. The room felt suffocating as guilt, regret, and the sting of betrayal hung heavy in the air. I knew I needed to give her the space she deserved, a chance to heal and find solace in her own time.


CHAPTER 62 A Sight of Horror