Chapter 12
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He stayed rooted to the ground.
His paws wouldn’t move. His body felt heavy, as if some invisible weight pressed down on him. The bond the mate bond had formed, and yet, every part of him was screaming that this was impossible.
Confusion filled him instantly.
How… how is this possible?
Why would the Moon Goddess do this?
He could feel the eyes of the pack on him. Heads were turning. Whispers floated through the clearing. Disbelief was written on every face, heavy and sharp.
He couldn’t, he wouldn’t blame them.
After all, he was supposed to be the soon to be Alpha mate of an Omega. Not just anyone. But her. The Omega everyone thought would never be his. The one people believed had been mated to his younger brother.
How was this even possible?
The words came out in a whisper, almost a hiss of confusion: “How… how can this be?”
His eyes fell on her.
Small. Fragile. Shaken. Confused. Her own chest still heaving from the grief of the ceremony. Her fur caught in the moonlight. Her eyes wide, looking at him like she didn’t understand either.
The pull between them was strong, undeniable, yet it felt like a storm neither of them was ready for.
He made a move, a careful step forward, his heart thudding in his chest. His wolf surged, restless and wild, ready to claim, ready to connect fully.
But she… bolted.
Her paws hit the ground in sudden movement, quick and frantic. She spun on her heels and ran.
The clearing seemed to freeze around them.
People gasped. Murmurs rippled through the pack, quiet judgment passing like shadows across the night. Some shook their heads in disbelief. Others stared, open mouthed.
He froze, watching her small figure disappear into the edges of the gathering. His chest ached not with grief, but with confusion, frustration, and something sharper he hadn’t expected.
Why… why did she run?
He wanted to call out. He wanted to reach her. He wanted to understand.
But his voice caught in his throat.
The bond pulsed between them, insistent and raw, tugging at every part of him, demanding he acknowledge it, accept it, claim it.
And yet, she was gone.
He glanced around. The crowd of wolves had not moved, not a paw, not a tail. Eyes followed him. Judgement and curiosity burned in every glance.
He felt their disbelief, their expectations, their assumptions.
And for the first time, he realized the weight of what had just happened.
I am the mate of an Omega… he whispered again, barely audible.
And she… she is not who anyone expected.
His gaze returned to the path she had taken, disappearing into the shadows of the clearing. Confusion roiled inside him, sharp and bitter.
The Moon Goddess… what have you done?
He stayed there, rooted, torn between moving forward and being frozen in the impossible reality of it all.
The night around him hummed with tension. The firelight flickered. The scent of bonds formed, and yet, none of it touched him. All that mattered was her.
And yet… she had run, he didn't know if he could go after her, she was probably as overwhelmed as he was, so he decided against it.
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