Anita’s lips parted, and I saw the way her hands curled into fists, trembling with barely. contained rage. She forced herself up from the chair and gave a stiff, reluctant bow, her jaw clenched tight.
“Greetings, Luma, she ground out through gritted teeth.
A smirk of satisfaction tugged at my lips, and I gave a slight nod, turning my back to her and addressing the rest of the pack.
“Let this be a lesson to all of you, I said firmly. “I may have been an Omega. The daughter of a thief, as you all call me. But that does not give anyone permission to forget who I am now. As long as I am your Luna, I expect the respect and loyalty that comes with the title. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Luna,” the pack members chorused, some more enthusiastically than others, but I didn’t care. I had made my point, and Anita’s sullen, humiliated expression was proof that I had won this round.
Satisfied, I took my seat on the stage, forcing my heartbeat to slow down as I tried to ignore the eyes still on me.
“Now, let’s get to the business of the day”
Olivia’s POV SPOV
I signaled one of the guards at the door to step forward. He gave me a respectful nod before addressing the hall.
“Any she-wolf with a matter to present before the Luna, step forward now,” he announced.
For a moment, no one moved, and I could sense the hesitation rippling through the crowd. Then, a young she-wolf, probably no older than eighteen, nervously made her way to the front, her hands trembling slightly.
I offered her a gentle nod. “Speak freely,” I encouraged, softening my tone to ease her nerves. She hesitated for a moment before speaking. “L-Luna, L… I wanted to report that my mate has been refusing to provide for our pup. He spends his time drinking and gambling instead of working, and we’re running out of food. I’ve tried speaking to him, but he just… gets angry Anger flared inside me at the thought of a mate neglecting his family, but I kept my expression calm. “What is his name?”
“Troy, Luna”
I glanced at the guard, giving him a curt nod. “Write down his name. I will meet with him after this meeting. A mate’s duty is to protect and provide for his family, and neglecting his pup will not be tolerated. You and your child will be taken care of, and I will ensure he fulfills his responsibilities-or faces punishment.”
The she-wolf’s eyes widened in surprise and gratitude. She bowed deeply. “Thank you, Luna.” “Go to the kitchens and get food for you and your pup,” I ordered gently. “One of the will assist you.”
She nodded, her face lighting up with relief, and quickly hurried out, omegas
Before I could address the next matter, another she-wolf stepped forward, her gaze filled with pain. “Luna, I need justice. My mate struck me in a fit of rage yesterday. I’m tired of his temper and fear for ny safety.
My frown deepened as I recalled the first and only time Lennox had slapped me. It had been painful, yes, but even worse was the heartbreak of being hurt by the man who was supposed to protect me, and I would not watch another she-wolf go through that countless times.
“What is his name, and where is he now?
“Logan, Luna. He’s probably at the training grounds.”
I turned to the guard writing. “Write down his name. Any male who harms his mate will answer
# Compliant to me personally.”
Anita released a mockery scoff, but I ignored her.
The she-wolf gave me a grateful bow, tears brimming in her eyes.
One by one, more she-wolves came forward with their concerns-some about neglectful mates, others about disputes over property or pups being bullied. I listened to each of them, giving orders to address the issues and ensure justice was served.
Through it all, Anita sat there, glaring. I knew she wished she were the one in my position. But I ignored her. My focus was on those who truly needed me.
When the last case was heard and the guards had their orders, I finally stood and addressed the hall again. “I will not tolerate mistreatment or neglect of mates and pups within this pack. If any of you feel unsafe or uncared for, you may come to me directly. I will make sure justice is done.” Murmurs of agreement and cautious approval filled the room. I knew it wouldn’t be easy to gain their loyalty, but at least they were beginning to see that I wasn’t just a figurehead to be ignored or disrespected. I was their Luna, and I would protect them-even if they didn’t think I deserved. the title.
Dismissing the gathering. I watched as the she-wolves slowly filed out of the hall, some with newfound hope in their eyes.
Anita rose from her seat and strode toward me.
“Don’t get too comfortable, Olivia. Very soon, I’ll take this position from you, and you’ll go back to being an Omega-the daughter of a thief.”
I smirked. “I’m not surprised you like my my leftovers.
Anita’s eyes darkened with anger. “Enjoy it while it lasts,” she hissed.
I stepped closer, lowering my voice just enough that only she could hear. “And you enjoy watching from the sidelines because that’s where you’ll always be
I didn’t wait for her response. Turning on my heel, I strode past her, the list of names clutched in my hand. I had real matters to handle, and wasting time on Anita’s petty jealousy wasn’t one of them.
The training ground was buzzing with activity when I arrived. Warriors sparred in the open field, the sharp clang of weapons filling the air. My gaze swept over the space until I found the one I was looking for.
Logan
He was a tall, broad-shouldered wolf with a smug expression, his arms crossed as he watched two younger warriors duel. His eyes flickered with amusement as if the entire world existed for his entertainment.
I approached without hesitation, stopping just a few feet from him. “Logan.”
He barely spared me a glance. “What?”
“You were reported for striking your mate yesterday. I stated, my tone leaving no room for argument. “That won’t be tolerated in this pack.
At that, he turned fully to face me, looking me up and down with a sneer. “And who the hell do you think you are to tell me what to do?” His lip curled. “You may be playing Luna now, but don’t forget who you really are-a daughter of a thief, an Omega in stolen robes.”
I clenched my jaw but remained composed. “That’s not the issue here. The issue is that you put your hands on your mate, and you will answer for it.”
Logan let out a short, harsh laugh. “Answer to you? You’re not my Luna.” He took a step closer, towering over me. “You’re just a rejected mate the Alphas don’t even want. How dare you-“
I cut him off with a sharp slap to the face, my wolf snarling inside me.
Logan’s head snapped to the side. A dark scowl crossed his face as he turned back to me, his rage boiling over. Before I could brace myself, his hand lashed out, striking me hard across the face.
The pain was unbearable, But before I could react, the familiar furious voice of Lennox roared through the training grounds.
“How dare you!”
His voice was pure rage, shaking the very ground beneath us.
Olivia’s POV
Before Logan could react, Lennox was already there, moving so fast it was almost a blur. One second, Logan was standing tall, and the next, he was on the ground, Lennox’s fist driving into his face with inhuman force.
The air filled with the sickening crack of bone as Lennox hit him again. And again.
“You dare lay a hand on my mate?” Lennox’s voice was a deadly growl, his wolf barely subdued..
Logan tried to scramble away, but Lennox grabbed him by the throat, slamming him back down into the dirt. Blood dripped from his nose, his eyes wide with panic now.
“Luna or not, she is mine. Lennox’s voice was low, dangerous. “And I will not tolerate anyone disrespecting her, let alone hitting her
I touched my cheek, feeling the lingering sting, but my focus was on Lennox. His fury was almost palpable, his entire body tense as he loomed over Logan, ready to rip him apart.
Lennox lifted Logan up from the sand and slammed his face into the wall. Gasps filled the air. I swallowed hard as I watched the scene before me. Lennox’s anger was suffocating-no one dared to go near.
“I’m… sorry… Alpha…” Logan tried apologizing, but Lennox hit his face against the hard wall again. His face was already damaged, and I knew I had to do something before Lennox killed him.
“Lennox” I called his name softly, stepping closer.
“Stay back!” Lennox snapped at me and punched Logan in the face. Logan fell to the ground and collapsed. Lennox moved to pick him up again, but I ran and blocked him. I knew Lennox-if no one stopped him, he would kill Logan right here.
“Stop it, please, I pleaded desperately.
Lennox, whose green eyes were now gray, glared at me. I could see he was doing his best not to push me aside and attack Logan again.
Growling animalistically, he turned away from me, his hands trembling with rage.
My heart pounded as I watched Lennox’s shoulders rise and fall with his ragged breaths. The raw fury rolling off him made it difficult to breathe, but I forced myself to stay between him and Logan’s bloodied, motionless body.
As I stared at the enraged Lennox, a memory resurfaced in my mind.
It was three years ago. I was fifteen. My father had just been accused of stealing, and my mother
|C||||| 41 A Furious Lennox and I were demoted to the rank of Omegas. It was another day at school, and I had just gotten a new sketchbook-a gift from Mama. I was so proud of it, clutching it tightly to my chest as I hurried down the hall, eager to draw during lunch break.
But then, they showed up-three older boys, probably the same age as the triplets, who always found pleasure in picking on the weaker students. Their leader, Jax, grinned wickedly when he saw me.
“Hey, thief’s daughter!” he sneered, grabbing my sketchbook from my hands.
“No! Give it back!” I protested, reaching for it, but he just held it higher, laughing as I jumped and missed.
“Oh, look at her! Desperate little Omega,” one of his friends taunted.
“Maybe she stole it, another one chimed in.
My heart pounded, and I bit back tears, trying not to let them see how much it hurt. Jax flipped through my sketches carelessly, his dirty hands smudging the pages.
“These are trash,” he mocked before tearing out a page and crumpling it.
“Stop!” I cried, shoving him in a desperate attempt to get my sketchbook back. He barely moved but looked down at me with a glint of anger in his eyes.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.