My Meeting with the Alpha

uld hear. She had always loved this place, this hidden refuge that allowed her to escape the cruelty of her pack, even if this respite was only temporary. At each sunset,

hrough his mind like a familiar melody, but it only heightened the pain of his absence. *"Mom, why did you leave

ook her to pick wild flowers. Luna remembered his crystalline laughter, so light that it seemed to blend with the birdsong. "Look, Luna, these are the most beautiful," s

his father had become a stranger, a man consumed by pain and anger. His hands, once comforting, had become instruments of pain. Memories of his abuse haunted her

ket, hoping that this time he would leave her alone. But he had entered, his eyes blazing with anger. "What are you doing here,

n mute since the age of fifteen, a tragedy that isolated her even further. Losing her voice had been a blow, but it was her father'

approached, his smell of alcohol and tobacco enveloping him like a black cloud. She wanted to disappear, to blend

e. She remembered her mother's words, telling her that freedom was a right, a dream that eve

he forest, full of anger and despair. She knew she couldn't take this anymore. Heart pounding, she turned and ran, her legs s

ather control me. I'm going to escape,"* she repeated to herself, the voice of Nox , her inn

isper encouragement to her, and for the first time in a long time, she felt a thrill of

"It's now or never,"* she thought, taking a deep breath. In an instant, she was darting through the

to hold her back. She had already decided, and nothing could stop her. Each step brought her closer

r her the chance she had so desired. Luna knew she couldn't stay behind any