Chapter 2: Chosen by the Moon Goddess
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The air felt different the moment I stepped back into the hall.
It wasn’t loud. The noise was still there. Voices, movement, the low hum of conversation filling the space like it always did.
But underneath it, something had shifted.
People stood straighter.
They spoke in lower tones.
Even the laughter felt… restrained.
I tightened my grip on the tray as I moved along the edge of the room, careful as always, placing cups where they were needed, stepping back before anyone could notice me.
Routine.
Focus on the routine.
That was how I kept control.
But the feeling wouldn’t leave.
It pressed against my chest, quiet and persistent, like a warning I couldn’t understand.
A group of Elders stood near the front of the hall now, their presence pulling attention without effort. They didn’t gather like this unless something important was about to happen.
Something that affected the entire pack.
I lowered my gaze as I passed them, my steps slowing just enough to avoid drawing attention.
This had nothing to do with me.
It never did.
I reminded myself of that as I moved toward the side again, placing the last cup down before stepping back into the shadows near the wall.
That was where I belonged.
Away from the center.
Away from whatever this was.
“Everyone.”
The voice cut through the room, clear and steady.
Silence followed almost instantly.
Not forced.
Expected.
I stilled where I stood, my fingers curling slightly at my sides as the last murmurs faded.
The Elder stepped forward, his expression unreadable, his presence heavy with authority.
No one moved.
No one spoke.
Even breathing felt too loud.
“The Moon Goddess has spoken.”
The words settled into the room slowly, like something sacred, something that demanded to be felt before it could be understood.
A ripple passed through the pack.
I felt it without looking up. The weight shift, the subtle tension in the air, the way anticipation tightened around every person in the room.
This was not a small announcement.
This was something that would change lives.
Important lives.
Not mine.
I kept my gaze lowered, focusing on the grain of the wooden floor beneath my feet, steadying my breathing.
Stay still.
Stay quiet.
Let it pass.
“The Prince’s consort has been chosen.”
My heart skipped.
Just once.
Sharp and sudden, like it had reacted before I could stop it.
I didn’t know why.
This was expected. It had always been expected. The Prince would take a consort. The pack would celebrate. Life would continue.
None of it involved me.
None of it ever would.
Still… something in my chest tightened.
I ignored it.
Lifted my head just enough to see the movement in the room without drawing attention to myself.
Eyes had shifted toward the center.
Toward him.
Kael stood where he had before, calm, composed, untouched by the tension that had taken hold of everyone else. If he felt anything about this moment, he didn’t show it.
He never did.
He looked exactly as he had in the storage room.
Distant.
Unreachable.
Untouched by anything around him.
I dropped my gaze again.
It didn’t matter.
None of this mattered.
“The chosen one…”
The Elder’s voice slowed, deliberate, allowing the anticipation to build.
A pause followed.
Long enough to make the silence feel heavy.
Long enough to make something uneasy stir inside me again.
My fingers tightened slightly at my sides.
Why did this feel wrong?
There was no reason for it to feel wrong.
“The chosen one is an omega.”
A murmur moved through the crowd.
Confusion.
Surprise.
I felt it ripple outward, subtle but unmistakable.
My stomach tightened.
Omega.
There were many of us.
This still had nothing to do with me.
I stayed where I was, unmoving, my gaze fixed on the floor again as I forced myself to breathe steadily.
Let it pass.
Let it be someone else.
Please.
“The chosen one is…”
Another pause.
My heart began to beat faster.
I didn’t understand why.
There was no reason for this reaction. No reason for the tension building in my chest, for the way my body felt suddenly too still, too aware.
“…Aria.”
The name landed like a blow.
For a second, I didn’t understand what I had heard.
It didn’t make sense.
It couldn’t.
The room had gone completely silent.
Not the quiet from before.
This was different.
Heavier.
Sharp.
Every sound is gone at once.
My breath caught somewhere in my chest, refusing to move.
Aria.
My name.
No one said anything.
No one moved.
And slowly, like something pulling me up against my will, I lifted my head.
They were all looking at me.
Every single one of them.
Not past me.
Not through me.
At me.
The weight of it hit all at once.
It was suffocating.
My chest tightened painfully as I stood there, frozen, my mind struggling to catch up with what had just happened.
This wasn’t real.
It couldn’t be.
I took a small step back, my heel catching slightly against the floor before I steadied myself.
There had to be a mistake.
“There must be.” The words barely left my lips before they faded, weak and uncertain.
No one responded.
No one corrected it.
No one said it was wrong.
Because it wasn’t.
My gaze shifted again, searching, desperate for something that would make sense of this.
And then
I saw him.
Kael.
He was looking at me.
For the first time.
Not in passing.
Not without thought.
Directly.
My breath hitched.
This was the moment, wasn’t it?
The moment everything changed.
The moment I stopped being invisible.
Something fragile, something dangerous, flickered inside me before I could stop it.
Hope.
Maybe
But it didn’t last.
Not even for a second.
There was nothing in his expression.
No surprise.
No interest.
No recognition.
Just calm.
Cold, distant calm.
Like this meant nothing to him.
Like I meant nothing to him.
The fragile hope shattered instantly, leaving something hollow in its place.
My chest tightened again, sharper this time.
This wasn’t what I had imagined.
Not that I had allowed myself to imagine it before.
But still
This wasn’t it.
“The Goddess does not make mistakes,” the Elder continued, his voice steady, cutting through the silence that still gripped the room.
A few heads turned back toward him, but most remained fixed on me.
I could feel their thoughts without hearing them.
Confusion.
Disapproval.
Doubt.
An omega?
Her?
Why her?
I knew that look.
I had seen it my entire life.
I had never been the center of it before.
My hands trembled slightly at my sides, and I forced them still.
Don’t react.
Don’t break.
Not here.
Not in front of all of them.
“Step forward,” the Elder said.
The words felt directed only at me.
I didn’t move.
For a second, I couldn’t.
My body refused, locked in place under the weight of too many eyes, too many expectations I didn’t understand.
“Aria.”
My name again.
Stronger this time.
Not a suggestion.
A command.
My feet moved before my mind caught up.
One step.
Then another.
Each one is heavier than the last.
The distance to the center of the room had never felt so long.
I could feel every gaze on me, every shift in the air, every unspoken question pressing in from all sides.
I kept my head slightly lowered, not fully, just enough to keep from meeting too many eyes.
Except one.
I felt his gaze before I reached him.
Kael.
It didn’t waver.
It didn’t soften.
It didn’t change.
I stopped a few steps away, my chest rising and falling too quickly as I tried to steady myself.
This was real.
This was happening.
“You have been chosen,” the Elder said, his voice quieter now, but no less powerful.
Chosen.
The word echoed in my head.
It didn’t feel like I expected it to.
It didn’t feel like relief.
Or joy.
Or even disbelief.
It felt… heavy.
Like something had just been placed on my shoulders, something I didn’t understand, something I wasn’t ready for.
My gaze lifted again, slowly, against my better judgment.
And once more
I met Kael’s eyes.
Searching.
Without meaning to.
Looking for something.
Anything.
There was still nothing there.
No warmth.
No claim.
No sign that this meant anything to him at all.
A cold realization settled in my chest.
This wasn’t the beginning of something good.
It didn’t feel like salvation.
It felt like being pulled into something I couldn’t see.
Something I wouldn’t be able to escape.
The room remained silent around us, waiting.
Watching.
Expecting.
I stood there, caught between the life I had always known and something I didn’t understand yet.
Something that had already started to feel dangerous.
And as the weight of their attention pressed down on me
One thought settled, clear and unshakable.
My life had just changed.
But not in the way I had hoped.
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