The Alpha With Two Mates

Third Person Pov Lucas drove back to his pack with a heavy heart, his mind reeling with confusion and conflicting emotions. He couldn't believe that he had found his mate after all this while of believing and hoping it was someone else, and it was more shocking since it was someone he didn't expect in the least. Luna, his arch-nemesis and the bane of his existence, was his mate. That thought alone was enough to drive him mad. He had spent years hating her and wishing she would just disappear, but now, from one day to the next, he was inexplicably drawn to her. The realization left him feeling unsettled and unsure of what to do next. As he pulled up to the packhouse, Lucas saw Ava waiting for him. She looked as radiant as ever, her long blonde hair flowing in the wind, but he couldn't bring himself to feel the same way he used to about her. He was filled with a sense of guilt as if he were betraying her by having these newfound feelings for someone else. “Hey, baby,” Ava said

Luna As I stood there, caught in the middle of the tension between Lucas and the woman beside him, I could feel the unease and discomfort creeping up on me. I quickly identified the woman as Lucas's girlfriend, and I knew that her attitude could only mean one thing: trouble. I decided to take the initiative and break the awkward silence. "Hello, I'm Luna Dawn, the daughter of the Alpha of the Dawn Pack." I held out my hand, hoping to diffuse some of the tension in the air. The woman looked at me, unimpressed. "Ava," she responded, before turning back to Lucas. I stepped back, realizing she was not in the mood for pleasantries. I knew she wouldn’t like that I was alone with her boyfriend in such a secluded area, but since it seemed to me like Lucas wasn’t interested in having her find out we were mates, I knew better than to mention my real reason for being here. When Ava turned to me again, her tone was sharp and somewhat accusatory. "What brings you here, Luna?" she asked, her e

Luna I walked into my father's office, trying to keep my expression neutral despite the turmoil in my heart. I had just come back from Lucas's pack, where I had gone to ask his stance on the fact that we were mates, something I only did to please my father. The thought of everything that happened there was still oddly vivid in my mind, and no matter how many times I tried not to think about the turn of events, it still found a way to creep into my mind and ruin my mood even more. Lucas had obviously tried to be polite, but I could instantly tell that he was being distant as well, and I knew right away that we were never going to be more than allies. I've already made up my mind that it’s not going to be a bad idea to forget all of this and move on from it, but regardless, I still couldn’t help but feel nervous. To make things even worse, I still couldn't think of how I was supposed to tell my father that Lucas and I planned on going through the rejection ceremony. He had always

Layla and I continued to talk late into the night, discussing possible solutions to the situation with Lucas. We delved deep into our conversation as I expressed my feelings and fears. Layla was calm, listening attentively through it all and coming up with wise suggestions. I felt lighter after talking to her, and my heart felt like a heavy stone had been lifted off it because I had spent all day thinking about the situation and wondering how to stop feeling like I weighted the whole world on my shoulders.We talked about other things, too, things that were not so heavy. We laughed and shared stories about how she had spent her day, and she tried talking about everything she could think of simply because she didn't want me to start thinking about the situation with Lucas again. Everything felt peaceful, and my troubles seemed like they would disappear as soon as I went to bed.While we were lying on the grass with our heads close to each other and still chatting, Layla suddenly sat

Lucas I sat by the edge of the bed, my heart in turmoil, as I watched Ava's unconscious form. The weight of the truth I had revealed earlier still hung heavy in the air, mingling with the tension that had been building between us over the last few days. I had hoped that telling Ava the truth would take away, or at least reduce, the strain in our relationship, but seeing Ava like this made me realize just how much she hated to hear that I had already met my mate, and it also made me realize that I needed to think of a way to reassure her of our relationship so she wouldn't jump to the conclusion that she was getting replaced because that would never happen.Gently, I reached out and brushed a lock of hair away from Ava's face, my fingers lingering against her skin. She looked so vulnerable at that moment, and guilt gnawed at my insides because I knew how fragile Ava was, and yet I still made the mistake of hurting her in the worst way possible. I hadn't meant for any of this to happe