Heartbroken By The Alpha

As I stared blankly at the ground, I reminisce about the betrayal of the beta of my former pack, the Silver Moon Pack, a year ago. I just turned eighteen and my parents who were the Alpha and the Luna of this once powerful pack were brutally stabbed and killed with a dagger by the second in line, Eliott, who deemed them as weak for wanting to sign a peace treaty with our fiercest rival, the Red Blood Pack. Now Eliott is the undisputed Alpha and he's bracing for an all-out war with our merciless adversaries.

Suddenly, I heard the piercing laughter of the Luna of my adoptive pack echoing in the corridor, a sound that twisted my insides like a knife. Her voice, filled with venom, reminded me of my place within the Dark Shadow Pack: a servant, a nobody.

"Diana!" The sharp voice of the Luna broke through my thoughts. "Get in here and clean this mess up!"

I sighed, pushing my unruly hair behind my ear, and trudged into the main hall where she stood, hands on her hips, glaring at me. "You call this clean? What kind of worthless creature are you?"

"I'm trying my best, Luna," I whispered, avoiding her piercing gaze. I could feel the heat of her anger radiating from her like a storm waiting to unleash its fury.

"Your best isn't good enough!" she spat, stepping closer, her breath hot against my face. "You're nothing but a useless slave. If you can't clean, maybe I should find a more suitable punishment for you."

I swallowed hard, my heart racing. "Please, I-"

"Enough!" she shouted, cutting me off. "You think you deserve pity? You're lucky to even be here. Remember that, or I'll make you regret it."

As I turned to leave, my heart sank with familiar despair. What would it take to escape this life? I longed for the day when I could feel free, but every moment of abuse chipped away at my spirit.

Just then, I heard a voice behind me, smooth and commanding. "Leave her alone, Luna."

I glanced back, my breath catching in my throat as I met the gaze of Alpha Kael. His dark hair framed his chiseled face, and those deep blue eyes held a mixture of authority and something softer that made my heart flutter.

"She's a servant," the Luna hissed. "She deserves to be treated as such."

Kael stepped closer, his presence radiating power. "She may be a servant, but she's still a member of this pack. Show her some respect."

I could hardly believe what I was hearing. The Alpha was defending me? My heart raced, a flicker of hope igniting in my chest.

"Respect?" the Luna scoffed. "You want to coddle her? She's nothing but an orphaned outcast. You're better than this, Kael."

"Am I?" he challenged, his voice deep and resonant. "You think being cruel makes you stronger? You're wrong. Strength lies in protecting those who can't protect themselves."

I barely dared to breathe.

"Stay out of this," the Luna snapped, but Kael didn't back down.

"Diana," he said, turning his attention to me, "you're worth more than the way she treats you. Remember that."

His words washed over me like a balm, igniting something deep within. "Thank you, Alpha," I managed, my voice barely above a whisper.

He nodded, and for a moment, I felt a connection-a spark of something more. But then, it was gone, replaced by the cold reality of my situation.

Days turned into weeks, and the tension between Kael and the Luna escalated. I found myself stealing glances at him when I thought no one was looking. Each time our eyes met, my heart danced with a mix of fear and longing. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more between us, something fated.

Then came the night that changed everything. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver glow that illuminated the forest. I had slipped away from my duties, desperate for a moment of freedom. I wandered deeper into the woods, feeling the earth beneath my feet and the cool breeze against my skin.

Suddenly, I heard a rustle behind me. I turned, and there he was-Kael, his eyes reflecting the moonlight, filled with an intensity that made my heart race.

"Diana," he breathed, stepping closer, the distance between us shrinking.

"Alpha," I stammered, but the words felt so hollow.

"Just Kael," he insisted, his voice low and inviting. "Tonight, I need you to understand something."

Before I could respond, he closed the distance, capturing my lips with his. It was a kiss that ignited a fire within me, a whirlwind of passion and longing that I had never experienced before. I melted into him, forgetting everything around us-the Luna, the pack, my servitude.

But when the kiss ended, reality crashed back. Kael pulled away, his expression shifting from desire to regret.

"Diana, I can't," he said, his voice strained. "You're a servant. I can't take you as my Luna."

The rejection cut deeper than I expected. "But... I thought..."

"I know what you thought," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "But I can't make a slave my mate. It wouldn't be right."

His words stung, but I forced myself to hold his gaze, even as my heart shattered. "I'm not just a slave. I'm more than that."

He stepped back, pain etched on his face. "I wish it were that simple. But in this world, it isn't."

As he turned to leave, I felt a surge of determination. I wouldn't let this be the end of my story. I would find a way to break free from the chains of my past, and I would show him that I was worthy of being more than just a servant. I was destined for something greater.

And I would fight for it, even if it meant facing the darkness of my past head-on.