Werewolf
The day Kellan Reed became Alpha, the pack historian asked him who he was most grateful to.Everyone looked at me, the Luna who had given everything to help him get there.But Kellan's gaze landed on the Omega in the very last seat."The person I'm most grateful to is Serena Morgan."The historian froze for a second and gave me an awkward glance. Then he handed Serena the white moonstone necklace that had been passed down for generations. It was an old White Moon tradition: whenever a new Alpha took power, he presented his Luna with the necklace as a symbol of the White Moon Pack.Every Alpha before him had given it to his mate.Until me. That was where the tradition ended.Serena looked flustered. "Kellan, I can't accept this. It belongs to your Luna."But Kellan fastened the moonstone around Serena's neck himself. "Evelyn is my Luna, but she came into my life after I was already whole. You saved me when I couldn't even control my own wolf. I'll never forget that windowless treatment room, or how we had to share the only bed. You were the only one who could calm my wolf enough to let me sleep."Serena's eyes went red, and she threw her arms around him.Her 10-year-old son, Leon, came over and asked quietly, "Uncle Kellan, does that make us your family too?"Kellan bent down and ruffled the boy's hair.The pack said nothing.Everyone watched to see how I, his Luna, would handle my husband's other "responsibility."I turned, took off my ring, and handed it to the guard behind me."Send this back to the Blackcliff Pack."Send a message from me. Tell them to recall every warrior stationed at the Ashford border and cut off all military aid between our two packs."Kellan thought Serena was the one who saved him.Then let her keep protecting his pack.
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