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.

eyes narrowed, a sense of disbelief

this?" he asked, struggling to contain his temper. He had known Arianna could be demanding,

the first complaint he had received about Arianna's behavior, but he had assumed it was merely a case of her adjusting to her new role. Now, it seemed there was

wincing as she gently pressed

anger in check. He had allowed Arianna back into his life, believing that the bond they shared

had sacrificed his relationship with Aurora, his fated mate, to rekindle his first love, but now, doubt crept into his mind, casting a shadow over his

all due respect, this isn't the first complaint I've received from the pack

had to confront Arianna about her actions. He turned to his

impatiently on the table. He couldn't fathom why 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, the Beta returned, his expression tense. He cleared his throat and spoke carefully,

him as though he were some subordinate? She seemed to

breath, willing himself to keep calm, but his