The Mate Ceremony
The night of the Blood Moon Festival was supposed to be the happiest night of Thalira Ashmoon's life. Instead, it felt like a funeral. roasted meat driftedthrough the cool night air, mixing with the earthy smell of pine from the surrounding forest. Everyone was celebrating. Everyone except Thalira. Standing at the edge of the crowd, she smoothed invisible wrinkles from her dark blue dress and tried to ignore the whispers following her wherever she went. "There she is." "The wolfless girl." "Poor Alpha Dloven." "I heard she's still never shifted." Thalira lowed her gauze. After eighteen years, she should have been used to it. Shewasn't. Most werewolves experienced their first shift between sixteen and eight years old. Some shifted earlier. A few shifted later. But Thalira? Nothing. No wolf. No heightened abilities. No sign that she belonged among her own kind. To the Ashfang Pack, she was a disappointment. A mistake. An embarrassment. Her fingers tightened around the pendant hanging from her neck. The silver crescent moon charm was all she had left of her mother. Tthe mother who had disappeared when she was a child. "Don't listen to them." The familiar youice made her turn. Her best friend, Mara, stepped beside her with a warm smile. "You say that every year." "And one day you'll finally believe me." Thalira laughed softly. "I doubt it." Mara nudged hershouleader. "Tonightcould change everything." Tonight. The word felt a nervous flutter through Thalira's chest. The Blood Moon Festival wasn't just a celebration. It was also the night many young wolves discovered their fated mates. A bond blessinged by the Moon Goddess herself. Rare. Sacred. Unbreakable. At least, that was what everyone believed. Thalira had spent years secretly dreaming that somewhere in the crowd was a person who would see her as more than the pack's failure. Someone who would choose her. Someone who would love her. Theamnd of drums suddenly echoed through the grounds. The crowd immediately fell silent. Alpha Damon Blackwood stepped onto the ceremonial platform. And the worldd seemed so stop. Tall. Powerfull. Devastatingly handsome. His black hair gleamed beneath the lantern light, while his commanding presence drew every eye in the pack. Future Alpha. Strongest warrior of his generation. Every unknown female in the territory wanted him. Including Thalira. Though she had never dared admit it.Alpha Damon would never look twice at a wolfless girl. As if sensing her gaze, Damon looked directly at her. Their eyes met. A strange jolt raced through her body. Her breath caught. The world tilted. Heat exploded beneath her skin. Her heart pounded so hard it hurt. This sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Damon's eyes widened. Shock flashed across his face. Then disbelief. Then something far worse. Horror. Thalira's stomach dropped. Node. No, no, no. It couldn't be. The realization struck them both at the same time. Herb tea. The crowd continued celebrating, unaware of what had just happened. But Thalira knew. She felt it. The invisible thread connecting their souls. The sure deep in her bones. Alpha Damon Blackwood was her fated mate. For one beautiful, impossible second, happiness flooded her chest. The Moon Goddess hadn't forgotten her. She wasn't alone. She wasn't broken. She had a mate. Her mate. Then Damon took a step back. As if she were poison. The happiness shattered. His jaw clenched. His face darkened. And suddenly Thalira fell afraid. Very afraid. Because the look in Damon's eyes wasn't joy. It wasn't relief. It wasn't love. It was disgust. A heavy silence settles over the platform. Several pack members noticed the tension. Whispers spread. Confusion grew. Damon's voicee rang across the gathering. Cold. Sharp. Merciless. "Thalira Ashmoon." Every head turned toward her. The crowd parted. Hundreds of eyes locked onto her. A knot formed in her throat. "Come forward." Her legs felt numb. But somehow she obeyed. One step. Then another. Until she stood beforee the future Alpha. The mate bond pulsed painfully between them. She searched his face for some sign of warmth. Some sign of hope. She found none. Damon's gauze swept over her. His expression hardened. Then he spoke the words every werewolf feared. "Before the Moon Goddess and before the Ashfang Pack..." His voice echoed across the silent grounds. "I reject Thalira Ashmoon as my mate." The world stopped. And ssomething inside Thalira broke.The crowd continued celebrating, unaware of what had just happened. But Thalira knew. She felt it. The invisible thread connecting their souls. The sure deep in her bones. Alpha Damon Blackwood was her fated mate. For one beautiful, impossible second, happiness flooded her chest. The Moon Goddess hadn't forgotten her. She wasn't alone. She wasn't broken. She had a mate. Her mate. Then Damon took a step back. As if she were poison. The happiness shattered. His jaw clenched. His face darkened. And suddenly Thalira fell afraid. Very afraid. Because the look in Damon's eyes wasn't joy. It wasn't relief. It wasn't love. It was disgust. A heavy silence settles over the platform. Several pack members noticed the tension. Whispers spread. Confusion grew. Damon's voicee rang across the gathering. Cold. Sharp. Merciless. "Thalira Ashmoon." Every head turned toward her. The crowd parted. Hundreds of eyes locked onto her. A knot formed in her throat. "Come forward." Her legs felt numb. But somehow she obeyed. One step. Then another. Until she stood beforee the future Alpha. The mate bond pulsed painfully between them. She searched his face for some sign of warmth. Some sign of hope. She found none. Damon's gauze swept over her. His expression hardened. Then he spoke the words every werewolf feared. "Before the Moon Goddess and before the Ashfang Pack..." His voice echoed across the silent grounds. "I reject Thalira Ashmoon as my mate." The world stopped. And ssomething inside Thalira broke.The crowd continued celebrating, unaware of what had just happened. But Thalira knew. She felt it. The invisible thread connecting their souls. The sure deep in her bones. Alpha Damon Blackwood was her fated mate. For one beautiful, impossible second, happiness flooded her chest. The Moon Goddess hadn't forgotten her. She wasn't alone. She wasn't broken. She had a mate. Her mate. Then Damon took a step back. As if she were poison. The happiness shattered. His jaw clenched. His face darkened. And suddenly Thalira fell afraid. Very afraid. Because the look in Damon's eyes wasn't joy. It wasn't relief. It wasn't love. It was disgust. A heavy silence settles over the platform. Several pack members noticed the tension. Whispers spread. Confusion grew. Damon's voicee rang across the gathering. Cold. Sharp. Merciless. "Thalira Ashmoon." Every head turned toward her. The crowd parted. Hundreds of eyes locked onto her. A knot formed in her throat. "Come forward." Her legs felt numb. But somehow she obeyed. One step. Then another. Until she stood beforee the future Alpha. The mate bond pulsed painfully between them. She searched his face for some sign of warmth. Some sign of hope. She found none. Damon's gauze swept over her. His expression hardened. Then he spoke the words every werewolf feared. "Before the Moon Goddess and before the Ashfang Pack..." His voice echoed across the silent grounds. "I reject Thalira Ashmoon as my mate." The world stopped. And ssomething inside Thalira broke.Until she stood beforee the future Alpha. The mate bond pulsed painfully between them. She searched his face for some sign of warmth. Some sign of hope. She found none. Damon's gauze swept over her. His expression hardened. Then he spoke the words every werewolf feared. "Before the Moon Goddess and before the Ashfang Pack..." His voice echoed across the silent grounds. "I reject Thalira Ashmoon as my mate." The world stopped. And ssomething inside Thalira broke.Until she stood beforee the future Alpha. The mate bond pulsed painfully between them. She searched his face for some sign of warmth. Some sign of hope. She found none. Damon's gauze swept over her. His expression hardened. Then he spoke the words every werewolf feared. "Before the Moon Goddess and before the Ashfang Pack..." His voice echoed across the silent grounds. "I reject Thalira Ashmoon as my mate." The world stopped. And ssomething inside Thalira broke.