Rejected Luna, Chose Single Daddy as My Mate

Leave Silvermoon Pack

Amelia's POV

I don't want to take anything with me. I just want to get the hell out of here before they can kill me as my baby again.

Alpha Ryan's presence stirs something deep within me, a primal recognition that both terrifies and comforts. He's my true mate. But I'm afraid to have a mate again.

The mate bond I never had with Lucas. How foolish I'd been, mistaking political convenience for love. I thought I loved him, and I thought he loved me. But I now realise that I was wrong. I've listened to all the recordings and everything. The private detective gave me. Lucas has promised Leona he was going to get rid of me. I shiver again.

What did he mean by that? Was he going to kill me again, like in my previous life, or was he going to break our bond and marry Leona? I do not know.

"Thank you for saving me." After escaping the Silvermoon Pack, I whispered softly to Ryan. I'm really grateful to him. If he hadn't taken me away, I probably would have been put in jail by order of Lucas, as I was in my previous life. Perhaps a second death would have awaited me.

"Where will you go now?" Ryan's voice was calm, his question simple. He didn't mention that mate bond between us, which made me feel relaxed. That mate bond connection my wolf recognized, but my heart wasn't ready to acknowledge.

After Lucas, the very idea of another mate made my chest tighten. His betrayal had carved wounds too deep, left scars too fresh. How could I trust the Moon Goddess's design when my last bond had been a gilded cage?

Not yet. Perhaps not ever.

"Go to the Black Lake Pack. My grandparents are there, and it will be safe." I answered him.

"Daddy?" The little girl tugged at his sleeve, her wide eyes pleading. "Can the pretty lady come with us? Black Lake is so close to home..."

Her brother stepped forward, small hands clenched in determination. "We can't leave her here! That bad man wants to lock her up!"

The youngest boy shuddered, his whisper carrying terrible certainty. "He'll hurt her worse than that. I saw his eyes, they went all red like the monsters in my stories!"

"Of course, she can come with us. We will drop her off. We will not leave her here alone." Alpha Ryan looked at me and said, “Would you like to come with us? That is, if you'll allow us to escort you?”

I nod my head. "Thank you, Alpha, thank you, you three little angels."

"I'm Tammy," the little girl announced, pointing to her brothers. "This is Tommy and Theo. We're triplets, but…" Her voice dipped, tiny fingers twisting in her dress. "Our mommy's gone. We don't have one anymore." Then, brightening, she added, "We like you! You beat the bad guys—you're a hero!"

My chest ached. I thought of my own child, still safe within me. And she lost his father. But I'll make up for that. I won't let her feel alone and sad.

We get into the car. I have left everything behind. I don't want to be reminded of this life. The only thing I took with me was an heirloom that my grandmother had given me. I don't even look back as we drive away.

Through the window, I caught a glimpse of Lucas sprinting after us, his curses lost to the wind. I do not care. Tonight, he's lost a lot of faith. I do not believe his pack will be delighted with him after what happened tonight. Not only did he and his pack lose face in front of the entire area, but he also lost the faith of his pack members. He will never recover from this, but I do not care.

This is only the start of my revenge.

I know my grandparents will accept me back, but I'm unsure if they'll help me get revenge. I think my grandparents will tell me to move on with my life and to forget about what happened in my past. Besides, my parents are still part of the Silver Moon Pack. My mother married the Gamma of the Silver Moon Pack, which is why we were staying with that pack. My father is also an elder in the pack, and that is why the pack members wanted Lucas to marry me. Not only would it unite them with the Black Lake Pack, but they all respect my father as an elder.

"We'll get you to your grandfather's pack at first light," Ryan said, his voice low with reassurance. "It's too late to travel now. Rest with us tonight. We'll find a comfortable hotel to stay in."

"You've saved me twice now," I murmured, meeting his gaze. "I won't forget this kindness, Alpha Ryan."

A faint smile touched his lips as he shook his head. "Please call me Ryan, Amelia."

The car hummed with the triplets' excited chatter as they recounted every moment of the party, their voices bubbling with admiration for how I'd stood up to Lucas. My heart goes out to the triplets. I feel so sorry for them. I look at their faces, their eyes hungry for the love of a mother.

When we pulled up to the hotel, the night air cooled my flushed skin as I stepped out. Ryan's presence beside me sent an undeniable current through my body, my wolf stirring in recognition. Yet fear clamped around my heart. My hand drifted protectively to my stomach. What if he does not want anything to do with Lucas's child? He is an alpha. He already has children with his dead wife, and an alpha would not take another man's child unless he genuinely loves the she-wolf he is in love with.

My wolf is also a little curious, as both of us are on high alert and want to save our baby from the same fate that befell us in our previous lives.

"Are you hungry? We can eat something if you want to. I don't believe any of us had anything to eat at the party." Ryan says. He orders the chefs to make us something to eat, and we all sit around the dining table. It feels like we're a family as we smile, and the triplets don't stop talking.

"It is time for the three of you to go to bed." Ryan says.

"Can you tug us in, please, Aunt Amelia?" Tammy asks.

I walk with the three to their bedroom. They are sharing one bedroom, as they are still tiny. I believe that they do not want to stay alone in their bedrooms because children are still scared at their age.

They quickly go to the bathroom and change into their pyjamas, and I sit with them, starting to sing them a lullaby. My heart goes out to the little ones who look tired, but are afraid to go to sleep because they worry that I will run away. As I sing to them, I look up and see Ryan standing in the doorway. There is a soft smile around his mouth, and his eyes look warm and inviting.

I can see the three children are asleep, so I get up to walk out. I accidentally bump into Ryan, and he grabs me so that I don't fall. For a moment, we stare into each other's eyes. Our souls are lying open in front of each other, but then I pull away.

I cannot do this again. I cannot handle betrayal and an awful death again. I cannot love again.

Ryan lets go of e and mumbles something as he walks away. I do not believe he is ready for love either. He is still mourning his wife. He must have loved her a lot. I do not want to be anybody's second choice ever again.