The Alpha’s Forbidden Luna

The night of the mating ceremony was meant to be perfect. Lanterns glowed across the Alpha grounds, casting golden light over silk gowns and polished boots. Every noble-blooded she-wolf stood poised, hoping to be chosen by the most powerful Alpha in the North—Alpha Kael. And then there was me. A servant. A nobody. A low-born wolf who wasn’t even supposed to be here. “Keep your head down, Aria,” my friend whispered as we slipped past the crowd. “If they see you—” “I know,” I muttered, clutching the tray of wine glasses tighter. I had no business being anywhere near the ceremony, but the pack needed extra hands tonight. Important guests. Powerful alliances. Everything depended on perfection. Which meant no mistakes. But fate had other plans. The moment I stepped into the grand hall, it hit me. A scent. Dark. Warm. Electric. It wrapped around my senses like fire and silk, stealing the breath from my lungs. My wolf stirred violently. Mate. No. No, that wasn’t possible. I froze, heart racing as my eyes lifted—straight to him. Alpha Kael. Tall. Dominant. Untouchable. His sharp jaw tightened as if he felt it too. And then— His eyes locked onto mine. Everything stopped. The music. The chatter. The entire world. His gaze darkened, filled with something raw. Dangerous. Impossible. He took one step forward. Then another. The crowd parted for him like he was a storm. “No…” I whispered, stepping back. This couldn’t be happening. Not to me. Not a low-born servant. Not in front of everyone. “Who is she?” a voice cut sharply. I turned to see her. Selene. The high-born Luna candidate. Beautiful. Powerful. Everything I wasn’t. Her eyes burned with fury. Alpha Kael didn’t answer her. He didn’t answer anyone. He was still walking toward me. Each step made my pulse louder. Each second made the bond stronger. “Mate…” his voice came out low. Possessive. The word echoed through the hall. Gasps followed. Shock. Disbelief. And hatred. I shook my head, panic rising. “I’m not—” But before I could finish, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him. The world exploded. “I’ve found you,” he murmured against my ear. And in that moment… I knew my life was over. Or just beginning.