When the Alpha Tried to Earn My Love Again, I Said Go away!Chapter 1

Zera’s POV

The air outside the Alpha’s office smelled of cedar and authority, the scent of my alpha husband.

I smiled faintly as I adjusted the velvet box in my hands, my heart fluttering with excitement and nerves. It was our fourth anniversary today, and I had pulled every string I could to get him something special, something that would make his eyes light up the way they used to when he looked at me.

Inside the box lay the archaic silver dagger Jeremiah had been eyeing in an auction for months, a relic said to have belonged to one of the first Alpha kings centuries ago. I’d traded favors, and even reached out to my father’s old allies just to secure it.

And tucked beside it… was the small pregnancy test I’d taken that morning. Two bold lines stared back at me like a promise from the Moon Goddess herself.

I was carrying our second pup. My hand instinctively brushed my stomach, a smile tugging at my lips. Annie would have been so happy… My chest ached at the memory of my little girl, my sweet, laughing pup with eyes like mine. She would have turned five this year if she’d survived the attack.

But I shook off the heaviness. Jeremiah and I had made it through that storm together. Or so I thought.

I took a deep breath, my heels clicking softly on the marble floors of the central plains building, the nerve center of Moonshadow Pack. The guards bowed as I passed. “Luna,” they greeted respectfully.

I nodded, my heart racing as I neared the tall double doors of the Alpha’s office. I could already imagine his reaction, the flash of surprise, the warmth in his voice when he realized he’d be a father again. Maybe this would be the spark we needed to bring us back together.

But before I could knock, a sound from inside froze me mid-step.

It was soft at first, a faint muffled noise, followed by something that made my stomach twist.

A moan. No. That couldn’t be right.

I leaned closer, my wolf, going still inside me. The scent that drifted through the slightly ajar door wasn’t mine. It was sweet… powdery… too familiar.

Hannah. My pulse stuttered. My best friend’s scent.

I pushed the door slightly, and what I saw made the world crash around me.