Third Person
The arena was busy as always, wolves training, some chatting by the side, and others running and stretching. But the moment she entered, everything went cold as if a bucket of ice water had been flushed down their throats. Eyes turned, bodies stiffened, and some fists clenched.
Liora noticed instantly. With all eyes on her, it was hard not to notice. And soon the whispering began like a wicked concert.
“Look,” a female beta said, pointing a finger at Liora. “That’s the Luna who went into heat at the banquet before unmated wolves.”
Then a cackle followed. “I can only imagine the disgrace. Honestly, this is why omegas shouldn’t be allowed to rule. She couldn’t even know her cycle and had to humiliate our Alpha in such a way,” a male gamma added.
“I saw the Alpha during the
