The Alpha’s Reluctant Luna

No

Reza



I don’t go to him right away.

That is the first mistake.

Not because I don’t want to, but because every instinct in me tells me to wait. Aaron has been distant since the carnival. Not cold, but simply… contained. Sealed behind something that offers no clear opening, no invitation to step closer without disrupting whatever careful structure he has rebuilt inside himself.

And I don’t want to be another disruption.

So I circle the decision instead. Tell myself he needs time. Tell myself restraint is respect.

But time doesn’t wait.

And Brianna doesn’t wait.

If what happened at the carnival meant anything, if that rogue meant what he implied, then distance is not protection.

It is exposure with better manners.

Starla has been restless since dawn, pacing the quiet edges of my t