When the Luna Stopped Loving Her Alpha

Ever since I heard that anonymous recording of his tender whispers to his first love, the wolf inside me finally went quiet.

Even when his discarded jacket reeked of another she-wolf's scent, I stopped questioning him.

He explained irritably that taking care of his first love was just his duty, and I only responded faintly: "I believe you."

On our fourth anniversary, one tearful call from his first love made him abandon me without hesitation.

When he used caring for his first love as an excuse once again, I had already accepted the offer to become Chief She-Wolf Trainer and completely…