Chapter 11
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I am the Alpha of Moon Shadow.
The lone wolf cursed by the Moon Goddess, fated never to have a Luna.
Even my mother pitied me.
For years I've waged war, amassing wealth and power, reveling in conquest.
I believed I needed no mate.
"That's because you've never known love," my mother would say, shaking her head knowingly.
I dismissed her words.
Until I saw Lyra. The Luna of Black Claw, treated with contempt by her own pack.
Such a pack deserved destruction.
Her Alpha was no better—fool enough to reject his own Luna.
The way she looked at Cassian—with such passion, such innocence, such acceptance.
Was this love?
I'd never been loved with such devotion.
Such love should captivate anyone, yet that fool Cassian remained blind.
Lyra's devotion to him filled me with jealousy.
I decided then that I would have her.
The elders warned me they were fated mates.
Fated?
What nonsense.
I approached her deliberately, waiting for her to take my bait.
Yet she still abandoned me for that cursed bond!
I nearly destroyed Black Claw in my rage, but I restrained myself.
She was just a woman, and I never gave second chances.
I offered charity, but could withdraw it just as easily.
Let her return to her hell.
But when I heard she stood alone in the pouring rain, I found myself rushing to her side despite my better judgment.
I violated my own principles.
I defied my nature, desperate to rescue her from misery.
I remembered my mother's words.
Was this love?
Perhaps.
I love her.
(The End)
