Throughout our relationship, I stood by Noah through thick and thin, even as Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. I supported him through countless crises, helped him fend off threats from rival packs, and aided in securing important alliances. My sacrifices were many, but they felt like natural steps in our journey. I was his Luna-in-waiting, after all.
Everything was going smoothly until one day, his childhood friend sent him a message.
“Noah, please, I need your help.”
Sabrina had been Noah’s childhood friend, and their bond was something that everyone knew. Their families had been close, and as children, they had grown up together, inseparable. There were even rumours that they were once fated to be mates. Noah had been in love with her for years, and after high school, he had followed her abroad in an attempt to win her heart.
But Sabrina, for reasons unknown to most, had rejected him. Heartbroken, Noah returned to the Blackstone Pack and buried himself in his duties, taking over as Alpha and growing the pack into the powerful force it was today. Sabrina, however, had remained a part of his life—distant, but never entirely gone.
When she returned from abroad, everything changed.
Noah was excited when she came back. He went to the airport to greet her in the early hours of the morning, something I knew was more than just a friendly gesture. She had always been special to him, and despite everything we had been through together, I could feel her presence creating a distance between us.
At first, I tried to push the feelings aside. Sabrina had never shown any interest in Noah romantically, and he had assured me that their relationship was purely platonic. But I couldn’t ignore the way his eyes lingered on her when he thought I wasn’t looking, or how he seemed to prioritize her needs above everything else.
One night, after a particularly tense dinner where Sabrina had joined us, I confronted Noah.
“Do you still love her?” I asked bluntly, my heart pounding in my chest.
Noah looked at me, startled by the question. “Willow, no. It’s not like that anymore.”
“Then why do you always drop everything for her?” I pressed, my voice trembling. “I’m here, standing by your side, and yet it feels like I’m always second to her.”
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Sabrina and I have history, but that’s all it is—history. You’re the one I’m with now. I chose you.”