My Alpha’s Cheap Gifts for Me, Luxurious Gifts for HerUpdated at Sep 15, 2026, 22:57
For 5 years, my Alpha husband, Adrian Mercer, had given me a gift at every Full Moon Festival. I'd thought it was a sign of how much he cared, until the store mixed up the delivery addresses this year.
I received an expensive necklace set, along with a handwritten card.
'Ella, be happy this year, too.'
Ella Foster was a low-ranking female werewolf. I called the store to check, and the clerk explained.
"Mr. Mercer orders two sets every year. The instructions for the genuine one say to wrap it with care. The cheap imitation goes to the Luna."
I pulled out the gifts I'd received over the past 5 years and checked them with the clerk. Each gift looked exactly like its expensive counterpart, but the real thing had never been mine.
When he came home that evening, I put the cheap imitation necklace on the dining table.
"Adrian, is this the one you bought me?"
He froze for 3 seconds, then smiled, picked up the imitation set, and held it out to me.
"Of course it is. Haven't you always liked simple designs?"
I stared at him and laughed. For the past 5 years, I'd accepted whatever he gave me.
This time, I didn't want anything he had to offer.