That night still lived in my memory like it happened yesterday. Alpha Adrian had been the one driving me home to Ironvale Pack after the Alpha Gathering. He smiled at me like I was something rare, told me it was love at first sight, said he wanted to see me again… insisted he would personally bring me to meet his parents.
I was young. I believed every word.
But on the road back, rogues attacked. The car spun out, crashing against the mountain side. I remember throwing myself over him without thinking when the vehicle flipped. Pain exploded through my head—something sharp, something final.
When help arrived, I was still alive.
But I woke up to a world that no longer made sound.
Just silence. Endless and heavy.
Winterfell Pack sent word to my family soon after. They offered me an engagement to their heir as repayment for saving him.
My parents accepted immediately.
I thought Adrian agreed too. I thought he chose me. I thought the way he looked at me before everything went dark meant something real.
I was wrong.
The engagement wasn’t his decision—it was obligation. A debt. A forced repayment.
Never love.
Life beside him as Luna was nothing like what I imagined.