Luna's rebirth: a journey of discovery

“Do you, Luna Sabrina Collins, accept Mark Abbott to be your chosen mate and alpha to the red blood pack? “ Listening to the priest's words, I felt excited, the moment I'd been waiting for was finally here “I do” Everyone in the red blood pack knew I was going to accept it, I'd been in love with Mark for three years now and I'd already knew I was going to choose him as my mate. I glanced at Mark as he drank my father's blood, completing the ritual. As of today, Mark will become the alpha of the pack. I looked at my best friend and confidant, Stella, for some encouragement and I was surprised to see her wearing the same dress as mine “I mean it's my wedding and not ours,” I thought to myself I gave Stella a stare that said all I wanted to ask ‘Why are you wearing the same dress as me’ I was expecting some kind of explanation but Stella didn't give any, it felt like she didn't understand my stare. I decided to ignore her attitude, she wasn't going to spoil my big day. “Do you alpha Mark Abbott accept Luna Sabrina as your mate and Luna?” Nervousness, I felt nervous and tense for no reason. I mean, it's not like Mark was going to reject me for anyone, we've been the perfect couple for three years and we are always happy together with Stella. I met Mark at a summer camp three years back and he was introduced to me by Stella. Mark was a beta of a pack that had pledged allegiance to the red blood pack. He was caring, compassionate, and most importantly handsome. With his chiseled jaw and brown eyes that seemed to glitter under the full moon, Mark was the epitome of perfect. How Stella didn't fall for him and introduced him to me was a mystery because Mark was a touch of a boy next door and a mechanic mixed. And when I say mechanic, I mean a mechanic with all the muscles that one wouldn't notice until he is shirtless. I've fantasized about how I was going to run my tongue down his chest a couple of times and I probably would carry out all the fantasy today. I didn't want to have s*x with Mark until our mating ritual and Mark understood. I wanted to make today special for both Mark and me so I had my privates waxed and smooth today, Stella had accompanied me and also had hers waxed. Stella had always been my best friend from when I was three years old and now I'm nineteen, meaning we've been friends for sixteen years now. We know everything about each other, from our favorite colors to our menstruation calendar. Stella and I were always doing things together, she was more outgoing compared to me. She has been a beacon in my life ever since my mom died when I was three years old. I told my dad to adopt her but he couldn't since her parents were still very much fine, instead he made her his goddaughter which made us sisters. Stella was a year older than me and she had awakened her wolf a year back. Her wolf form was a black wolf with a little stripe of white. After awakening her wolf, I was kind of jealous since I had to wait a year for mine. It was my awakening ceremony three months ago, I had been very excited only for me to be unable to shift. I was heartbroken and Mark and Stella comforted together with my father, Collins. My dad had always loved and pampered me and I love him also. I glance towards my father, who is perched on the right side of the altar, searching for a sign of reassurance. To my astonishment, I find his demeanor unsettling. He appears tense, his muscles tightly coiled, and a pained expression etches across his face. It's familiar—the same look he adopts when foreboding looms as if he senses the approaching storm of misfortune. I might seem like a spoilt brat but I know my father, I literally know everything about him, from his expression to his thoughts. In fact, the main reason why I'm getting mated early was for my father. He is tired and I can feel it, ever since my mom died he has lost his smile and was only hanging on for my sake so I decided to do the mating ritual so he could have some rest. The loss of my mother felt like a devastating blow to both my father and me, leaving us grappling with a profound sense of grief. In his sorrow, my dad sought solace in showering me with affection and attention, and I willingly embraced it. After all, who could resist the allure of being pampered in such trying times? I found myself skipping training sessions, as my father’s anxiety loomed over me like a shadow, his worries festering with each passing day. He treated me as if I were an exquisite china egg, delicate and fragile, terrified that any misstep might shatter me into pieces. Although I didn't like how he was treating me, I didn't dare to stop him. So looking at his expression, I was worried, I looked at him for some signal but got interrupted by Mark's words. “As alpha of the red blood pack, I hereby reject Sabrina Collins as Luna and mate but choose Stella Avis as mate and Luna, “ he said with a smirk ‘What the hell’ I thought He can't be serious right, I look at him hoping to hear him say, ‘Just kidding ‘ But I was greeted with a very serious expression “You are kidding right “ I asked with a quivering tone a forced smile and a tense muscle. “I, alpha Mark Abbott, of Red Blood Pack reject you, Sabrina Collins, as Luna and mate,” he said in all seriousness