Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter 6

Alpha Fenrir had just concluded a lengthy meeting with his pack council, feeling the weight of responsibility pressing heavily on his shoulders. He was mentally exhausted, and all he wanted was a few moments of peace. However, before he could even settle, his Beta entered the room, leading a young maid whose face was streaked with fresh blood, trickling down from a cut on her forehead.

Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, and her hands trembled as she held a cloth to her wound.

Fenrir's brow furrowed, a surge of anger flashing across his face.

"What's going on?" he demanded, his tone steely as he looked from the maid to his Beta.

The Beta turned to the maid and gave her a nod, urging her to speak. Taking a shaky breath, she lowered the cloth, revealing the full extent of the cut on her forehead.

"It... it was the new Luna, Alpha," she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur. She avoided meeting Fenrir's gaze, clearly afraid of the consequences of speaking ill of the Luna.

sense of disbelief mingling with a simmering

He had known Arianna could be demanding, but this crossed

about Arianna's behavior, but he had assumed it was merely a

gently pressed the

keep his anger in check. He had allowed Arianna back

had sacrificed his relationship with Aurora, his fated mate, to rekindle his first

Fenrir's anger. "Alpha, with all due respect, this isn't the first complaint I've received

took a deep breath, steeling himself. He couldn't ignore this any longer; he had to confront Arianna about her actions. He turned to his Beta, his voice cold. "Find Arianna and bring her here. I'll

Arianna, who had once seemed so warm and caring, was behaving this way. The person he was hearing about now felt like a stranger. Several minutes later,

ignore his summons, to dismiss him as

to keep calm, but his grip on the chair tightened until his knuckles turned white. The Beta, sensing Fenrir's brewing storm of anger, spoke hesitantly, "Alpha, if you'd like,