Luna's Rage: Who Killed My Son?Chapter 1
On the eve of my son Aiden's coming-of-age ritual, my mate, Alpha Rylan, chose to forsake his duty for the first time to oversee the ceremony himself.
However, the Shadow Pack—his childhood sweetheart's former pack, and our ally—extended an invitation, compelling him to leave with his entourage the night before the ritual.
Tragedy struck on Aiden's special day. Our rival pack ambushed the Darkwood Pack, plunging us into chaos. Left alone in the pack house, Aiden's joy turned to sorrow and frustration, without even knowing that powerful wolves entered, targeting his life.
Desperately, I mind-linked Alpha Rylan, begging for his return as I fought to protect our home. "Please, you're still on your way to the Shadow Pack. Darkwood has been ambushed! Your pack needs you, we need you, Alpha!" My pleas fell on deaf ears. He dismissed my cries, believing I was merely upset by his sudden departure. "Stop playing mind games with me, Alara."
It wasn't until one of the elders mind-linked him that he finally rushed back, but it was too late.
If he had stayed with us instead of visiting the Shadow Pack with his childhood sweetheart, Aiden would still be alive.
That day, I lost my son forever.
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Aiden was acknowledged as the Alpha's son and soon-to-be Alpha of the Darkwood Pack. His coming-of-age ritual was highly anticipated, a momentous event for our entire pack. Yet, tragedy struck just before it.
I remember the evening vividly. Rylan had called Aiden and me to his study. His expression was serious, a crease forming between his brows. "Alara, Aiden," he began, his voice steady but somber, "I need to visit the Shadow Pack."
I blinked in surprise. "The Shadow Pack? Now? But Alpha, Aiden's ritual is tomorrow."
Aiden, sitting beside me, looked equally stunned. "Dad, you promised you'd be there," he said, his voice a mix of hurt and confusion. "It's an important day."
However, Rylan only sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I know, Aiden. But Serena's previous pack has requested our presence urgently. I'll be taking Jaxon, some of our warriors, and elders as a sign of respect."
Despite our sadness, Aiden and I did our best to console each other. I could see the disappointment in his eyes, but he tried to be strong. “It’s okay, Mom,” he said, forcing a small smile. Yet, I knew that he was not fine with it.