I will Stand Tall Without You, Alpha

Five years into my bond with Alpha Adrian Moonridge, the richest Alpha in the Northern Territories, I stood proudly beside our triplets at the Moonridge Academy. The celebration turned to ruin when DNA kits were handed to every pup and parent, revealing a damning truth.

Father: Alpha Adrian Moonridge. Mother: Luna Zara Cross.

The crowd gasped. Whispers cut through the air like blades. Then another projection appeared. Surrogate: Dawn Voss. Compensation: 2.5 million dollars.

Laughter spread like poison. I fled, heart splintering, the bond mark on my shoulder burning like a dying flame.

By the time I reached the Moonspire Hotel, I told myself Adrian would deny it. Instead, I heard his laughter, and hers. Zara Cross’s voice, soft, venomous.

“You placed my eggs in her womb, made her suffer what I couldn’t.”

Adrian’s reply was calm, cruel. “She has my name, my roof, my wealth. That is her payment. This was never about love, only a contract.”

The bond shattered, pain searing through me as my doctor’s call echoed in my ears.

“Luna, the tumor has spread… There isn’t much time.”

My reflection glowed silver with fury and grief.

“All these years,” I whispered, my voice trembling but fierce, “I have been a fool in your love…” My canines lengthened, my aura crackling through the air as the moonlight shifted around me, bending to my rage. “…but not anymore.”