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On the 28th Thanksgiving since becoming Luna of the Harmony Pack, I discovered photos and love letters from Demetrius Murphy’s first love, Natalia, hidden in the cabinet beneath his desk in his office at the pack’s healing center. After 28 years of dedication to our mate bond, I realized his heart had never truly been mine. Those late-night emergency surgeries and extended trips for pack alliances and medical conferences now made sense. I looked at their intimate photos taken over the years, her hand resting on his arm in one, her smile soft and knowing, as if she had always known he belonged to her. Then, I glanced at my own hands, aged from years of managing the pack’s healing center and caring for our family, and felt a weariness I couldn’t put into words. --- I had just finished my night shift at the healing center, the halls quiet except for the distant hum of machines. Fernando, a Delta in the pack, urgently approached me, his voice low and respectful. “Luna, I need you to retrieve a signed report from Alpha Demetrius’s office. It’s urgent.” Demetrius was attending a medical forum in a neighboring territory, unreachable by phone. I rarely entered his office. He always insisted I might “disrupt” his workspace, his tone carrying the subtle edge of his Alpha authority. The documents on his desk were meticulously organized, and I quickly found the report. As I was about to leave, a silver stethoscope stand caught my eye. Turning, my white lab coat accidentally snagged it. The stand fell with a sharp “click,” and the cabinet shifted slightly. I hesitated before opening the hidden compartment. Inside, photos and letters were meticulously stored, free of dust or creases, as if someone browsed them often. The woman in the first photo was unmistakable—Natalia, a rogue werewolf and Demetrius’s first love. My hand began to tremble. The photos showed her and Demetrius in various intimate moments—her leaning against him, her fingers brushing his sleeve, her eyes soft yet possessive. The latest was taken at last month’s medical equipment expo, where she wore a teal suit, a few silver strands in her hair not diminishing her elegance and charm. I opened a letter, dated last Valentine’s Day. “Dear Demetrius, thank you for the gift. I loved it. Looking forward to seeing you next time...” My heart sank, the mate bond between us flickering like a dying flame. Just then, my phone rang. It was Demetrius. “Adaline, did you find the report?” His tone was calm, as if everything was normal, but I could hear the faintest edge of tension. “Yes, Alpha, I’ve found it.” I tried to steady the tremor in my voice. “And also...” I took a deep breath, “I found something else.” There was silence on the other end for a few seconds. “What did you find?” His voice was suddenly sharp, the Alpha tone seeping through. “Your ‘moonlit muse,’ Natalia.” The call was immediately cut off. I stood in his office, the weight of his betrayal pressing down on me. Twenty-eight years of matehood, it had all been a sham. --- That evening, Demetrius returned early from the forum. He stood at the doorstep of our home, his broad frame imposing, his expression stormy. “You went through my stuff?” was his first question, his voice cold and accusing. No explanation, no apology, just the authority of an Alpha demanding answers. “Twenty-eight years, Demetrius,” I said calmly, though my heart ached. “Have you loved her all this time?” He didn’t deny it. Instead, he stepped closer, his presence overwhelming, his dark eyes piercing. “Adaline,” he said, his voice softer now, almost pleading, “you’ve always been my Luna. But Natalia... she’s different.” The words cut deeper than I expected. “Different?” I repeated, my voice steady despite the pain. “You’ve dishonored our mate bond, Alpha. You’ve dishonored our pack.” For a moment, he looked conflicted, but then his expression hardened, the Alpha mask slipping back into place. “I did what I had to do,” he said, his tone final. I felt my wolf stir within me, a quiet growl of anguish. He doesn’t deserve you, she whispered, her voice a faint echo in my mind. But I already knew that. The mate bond between us, once a source of strength and unity, now felt like a chain I needed to break. “Then we’re done here,” I said, my voice firm, refusing to let him see the pain he’d caused. His eyes narrowed, but he said nothing as I turned and walked away, leaving him standing in the doorway, his shadow stretching long across the floor.

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