Alpha's Bounty: His Runaway Luna

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tudy is a warm space filled with dark wooden bookshelves that reach towards the ceiling like ancient tr

r since I am his only Alpha heir. Maybe a discussion about pack politics or perhaps a

rs neatly arranged on my father's mahogany de

sk, where he sits with his usual composed demeanor. He's Alpha a

ose to his desk and trying not to show how I'm t

to the leather seat oppos

cross from him. I haven't seen him look so lost in a l

of the Black Veil Bratstvo," he says, the wei

Roman? The Black Veil Bratstvo, a ruthless sect of the Russian Bratva, are known f

and leader, is the worst o

Alpha Roman is... We're in

on end with this," he says, gestu

I scoff, shaking my head in disbelief. "I've shown leadership qualit

nce with the Black Veil Pack will strengthen our pack's borders, not to mention end this bloody ten year war. Our

m. My own father, the man who taught me to value freedom a

y, a thing to be barte

rage. "I don't get a say in my own future? You're g

y make out. I am his only daughter, his only blood heir who

eyes shifting to Alpha red and pointin

ly rooted in centuries of tradition and authority. Alpha by blood, h

tack of formal papers before him. "Y

all. "An alliance with the Black Veil Pack is a strategic necessity. They have

I scoff, my voice quivers, but I steady it, not wanting to show too much weakness... Then my eyes widen as I re

acrifices must be made for the greater good," he says, shaking his head. "I wouldn't do this if it wa

or the pack's stability. Just tell me why this is really ha

ith a growl and silences me. "But you are also a member of this pack, so your life isn't completely

piece to be moved? I gave up living a normal life when I turned ten years ol

ing me someth

f my life with," I say sadly, biting back my anger. "You taught me to fight, t

. "You misunderstand me, and perhaps that's my fault. You were taught to

let out. I don't know whether I am angry or hurt. "I can handle chall

arry Alpha Roman," he says, eyes blazing red. "You will be his Luna, bear his children

have hardened, set in a conviction that I know won't break. The regret from earli

om future Alpha

myself. "I thought you would always have my be

ay something-apologize, maybe, or offer some sort of comfort. Bu

of your pack and family," he says, rising to his feet and leaning

ths of my eyes. My voice is a hushed tremble when I speak. "I can't believe y

s will you," he says, his voice a

win. Not here, not now. My heart pounds with a ferocious blend o

d laced with a resentment I can no l

is softer now, attempting to hide a

ecting him to say something more, to undo this nightmare with a wave o

I've never felt before. I exit the study, leavin

hind me feels final, locking

mounting defiance. My heart still races, but now it's fueled by a different kind of e

away, leaving behind everything I've ever known. My thoughts, as forbidden as

hink, maybe it's time