"Wait, so she's his mate? What a tragic fate for the Alpha to be bound to an Omega." I caught snippets of hushed conversations drifting through the air.
With a defiant glare, Ares boldly declared, "You're all wrong."
I gaze at him, my eyes filled with longing, desperately yearning for his protective embrace.
"She's nothing more than an Omega, a feeble wolf, a fragile girl with no power, and she will never, ever be worthy of being my Luna," he declared with an icy tone. 
It's all coldness. I can sense a sharp pang of pain piercing through my heart.
"I, Ares Zander Hendrix, the fierce and commanding Alpha of the Moon Stone Pack, forcefully cast you aside, Dana Toussaint, as my mate," he declared with a cold and unyielding voice.

***
Dana Toussaint has harbored deep affection for her childhood sweetheart, Ares Xander Hendrix, the Alpha heir of the Moon Stone Pack. Ares once pledged to make her his Luna, but their connection faltered when he disappeared, leaving Dana with lingering hope amidst her pain.
After what felt like an eternity, Ares resurfaces to claim the Alpha position, but he's transformed. His indifference towards Dana wounds her deeply; he not only spurns her but replaces her with the woman responsible for her parents' demise.
Feeling betrayed, Dana's world shifts when she encounters Bathel Harris, the formidable Alpha of the Sun Flower Pack, who has long admired her. They fall in love, yet Dana's feelings for Ares remain unique.
As Ares returns, seeking Dana's forgiveness and promising change, she faces a pivotal choice: will she return to him or remain with the steadfast Bathel by her side?

The Alpha's Regret.

　　I direct my gaze to her, receiving a confirming nod and smile.


　　"Refer to her as Luna," I interject, prompting a cough from Blaire.


　　"He may address me by name. We're well acquainted, and he is no longer my Knight. He stands beside me," she asserts, prompting a nod from me as I shift focus to Ander and Drake, their confusion apparent.


　　"Is that all?" I query. "Did your father convey any message?" I turn back to Blaire.


　　She hesitates. "He desires a meeting tomorrow, inclusive of the entire pack. He wishes for full awareness and preparedness," she relays, her words rapid. I nod in acknowledgment.


　　"A meeting with your father tomorrow," I echo.


　　"Additionally, the Moon Howlers Pack seeks your counsel- "


　　"They perennially seek aid," I interject, turning to Ander. "Handle it. They're under your purview," I decree.


　　"I shall draft a missive for them," Ander mumbles.


CHAPTER 21 Do You Hate Me?