Upon achieving self-satisfaction, I proceeded to the location of the ceremony. The venue was bustling with activity, and my associates were continuously welcoming guests. Once the hall reached capacity, I rose from my seat, where Kimora sat next me, smiling, fully aware of her happiness and contentment.
Thank you all for accepting my invitation. This is my Luna, Kimora; I grasped her hand. I am come to present her to everybody as my destined partner; she is the wolf bestowed upon me by the moon goddess, the one who will reign beside me as my Luna, possessing equal rights with me in all matters,” I declare. The crowd howls in response, signifying their joy for me.
“Long life, Alpha Robert.”
“Long live Luna Kimora,” they proclaimed.
“It is time to designate and assert ownership of what belongs to me,” I declare.
Kimora exposed her neck, yielding it to me. My fangs gradually extend; I delicately position one to brand her, yet an unforeseen occurrence transpires. I was astonished. I can perceive individuals exclaiming in terror.
“How could this occur?” I bellow. What audacity you possess!
The perspective of Alpha, as articulated by Robert Cotex.
“How could this transpire?” Rather than publicly humiliating her, I violently severed her throat. The onlookers were astounded by my actions, rendered speechless and immobile. Fear permeated the atmosphere. The monster within me emerged, having slain Kimora before the assembled crowd. He is a savage beast.
“Why? I demand. Why did you kill my mate, Jirehz? I require an explanation.”
How could you have the audacity to take her life?
“Your mate?” Did you just assert that she is your mate, Robert?” She is not the individual with whom I am bonded. She is a counterfeit, the Luna you selected for yourself,” my wolf Jirehz responded. She is not my true mate, and she never will be.
“Do you believe I will passively observe you harm that woman? Do you think I will permit you to slay my partner due to this harlot?” he bellows.
“What is the meaning of this, Jirehz?” You murdered my partner due to your barren mate.” You dare to touch the girl I selected. You have slain my Luna, but I assure you, Jirehz, if I have the opportunity to harm your mate, I will not hesitate to eliminate her as well,” I declare.
“Dear Alpha and Luna, you are permitted to return to your territory,” Jirehz declared after usurping my body. The self-proclaimed Luna is deceased. She is not my genuine fated Luna, but an impostor masquerading as my true Luna. I express no remorse for allowing you all to watch this.”
All the Alphas departed sequentially. My rogue wolf usurped my body, resulting in the demise of my Luna and proclaiming her to be an impostor. My reputation is irrevocably tarnished. I cannot fathom his capacity for such betrayal. The events that transpired still feel surreal. The insipid mate he incessantly urges me to accept is utterly inadequate; she is unworthy of even being my attendant, let alone my Luna. His sole desire is for me to acknowledge that clandestine wolf as my Luna and elevate her to the status of queen. I was lost in contemplation when Don, my closest companion and beta, entered the room.
“Is he also present to irritate me?”
“Robert, what is the significance of your actions before the Alphas and the guests?” he asks.
“Perform? Is everything not due to my foolish wolf?” You are aware that I can never kill Kimora, you know that,” I shout. Jirehz murdered her. He killed my mate.
“I believe I cautioned you about this previously. I informed you that your wolf would not be satisfied with you. He will never accept any female unless she is your genuine mate. Observe the consequences of your obstinacy. ‘You killed Kimora, not Jirehz,’ he murmurs.
Is Don attempting to provoke me to the point of despair? Rather than offering solace, he exacerbates my suffering. I have just lost a formidable ally in my Luna. I lost Kimora abruptly due to my cursed wolf.
“Where can I locate a formidable woman like her?”
“Don, I wish to avoid conflict with you. Please, just leave me alone,” I manage to articulate.
“I am here to converse with you as a friend, not as your subordinate or anything of the sort,” he commenced. I already mentioned that your true mate is quite commendable. You merely need to embrace her as your mate and queen.
Oh, God. I am already burdened with numerous concerns, and now another issue arises. He is indistinguishable from my incessantly pestering wolf. He has come to discuss her, my mate.
“Don, what is your issue?” “Could you elucidate your concern?” “Why can’t you all simply allow me my space?”
“Why?” I have numerous thoughts occupying my mind, and you are attempting to impose an additional dilemma upon me.”
