Alpha’s Loyalty Under Deception: I'm Not His Only Luna novel Chapter 3

Selene's POV

The Wolfgram feeds exploded with collective outrage against me.

[SilverFang23: We've all followed Vivian's account for years. Alpha Lycandros adores her. Why would he notice this pathetic outsider?]

I stood bewildered. Ronan's schedule was always packed with pack business—every free moment he had was spent by my side. How could he possibly be with Vivian, let alone run a couple's account on Wolfgram?

Facing Vivian's mocking expression, I snarled my accusation:

"Your Bloodmoon Pact is forged. Falsifying sacred blood bonds is punishable by exile from all territories."

Vivian, seeing my stubborn defiance, pulled out a stack of photographs and threw them at my face.

They showed Ronan and her growing up together—childhood playmates running through the same forests, clear evidence of a lifelong bond.

The conference room doors swung open as a young boy entered confidently. His features were strikingly similar to Ronan's, down to the way he carried himself with natural authority.

"Mother, who's causing trouble in Father's territory?" he asked, moving through the space with complete familiarity, showing no hesitation.

Instantly, the Wolfgram howls intensified:

[MoonRunner442: The cub looks EXACTLY like Lycandros! The proof couldn't be clearer! This intruder needs to stop trying to destroy a pack family.]

Vivian lifted her chin with pride, her gaze cutting through me like I was nothing but carrion.

"Stop dreaming," she said coldly. "I am Ronan Lycandros's true mate."

"Face reality—not every stray can become Luna of a prime territory."

How was this possible? How could this child look so much like Ronan?

Though terror clawed at my insides, I remembered how tenderly Ronan had always treated me. My thoughts became a chaotic blur.

I frantically called Ronan at least a dozen times, but each call went unanswered.

"Have you lost your mind?" I texted him. "You're letting someone humiliate your mate in public. Do you have a death wish?"

"Come clear this up immediately, or you'll face my wrath."

My blood boiled beneath my skin as I struggled to maintain composure.

Just hours ago, Ronan had looked exhausted on our video call. He was probably sleeping now—he always silenced his phone during rest periods.

I called Damien Riverstone, Ronan's closest packmate since cubhood. They'd grown up in the same pack, sharing a lifelong brotherhood.

He answered quickly. I put the call on speaker, my voice uncharacteristically rough:

"Damien, does Ronan have another mate somewhere?"

Damien sounded like he'd been napping, but my question jolted him awake:

"Luna Selene! Who told you such a thing? Who's spreading these lies?"

"I swear by the Sacred Moon, Ronan has never taken another mate. Luna, you are his only bonded partner."

Hearing this, I finally exhaled with relief.

I played the call recording for everyone in the room. Damien was a renowned warrior of our pack—he would never risk his honor by supporting a deception.

The Wolfgram reactions immediately divided:

[NightHunter88: That was Damien Riverstone himself! Why would an Warrior of his standing lie? Maybe this female really is the Lycandros Luna...]

[MoonChild27: But Vivian's cub looks identical to Alpha Lycandros. The resemblance is unmistakable.]

I raised my eyebrow challengingly:

"This world is full of similar-looking wolves. And intentions can be malicious."

"Who knows if this cub has undergone appearance modifications? Facial resemblance alone cannot prove he carries Lycandros blood."

Seeing I remained unconvinced, Vivian's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

"That can't be Ronan. He would never treat me this way."

"Give me the phone! I need to speak with him directly!"

I reached for the device, desperate for a private confrontation.

But Vivian pulled back, her expression suddenly fearful.

She retreated hastily, then shouted accusingly:

"What are you doing? This is MY mate! Resorting to violence because you've lost the argument?"

"Where are the sentinels? GET THE SENTINELS! Remove this worthless female from our territory!"

Chaos erupted as security approached. I protectively covered my swollen belly:

"I'm carrying a cub. If you dare touch me and something happens—I'll ensure you bear the consequences!"

The pack sentinels hesitated when they saw my swollen belly, immediately halting their advance. One looked at me uncomfortably:

"Shewolf, this is a formal pack announcement gathering. You should leave."

My fury boiled over:

"Are your eyes blind? Can't you see who the real intruder is?"

I didn't know what game Vivian was playing. The face in the video looked like Ronan's, but with today's advanced technology, facial synthesis was entirely possible.

Unless I saw the living wolf stand before me, I refused to believe any of this.

As I considered my options, a sudden realization hit me:

"The Elder Mother Kyra! She can verify my status as Luna!"

Ronan's step-mother Kyra was the previous Alpha Female before passing the title to me. As keeper of pack bloodlines, her word would be unquestionable—even Vivian couldn't challenge her authority.