The air in the pack house was thick with tension as I stood tall in my majestic wolf form. Beside me, Beta Clifton’s presence was reassuring. He had stood by my side through years of heartache and uncertainty. But now, with me transformed into Nadia, the Lunar Princess, his support was unwavering.
Preston, still reeling from the sudden and dramatic events, struggled to comprehend the scene unfolding before him. His eyes darted between my glowing, majestic wolf form and Clifton, who had just stepped forward, his expression hardening with determination.
“I don’t need to pretend anymore,” Beta Clifton said, calm but edging with steel. “I no longer neec to pretend I agree with your stupidity, now that Marcia has found herself and is free from your bullshit.”
Preston’s face twisted with anger and confusion. He had always seen Clifton as the obedient Beta, someone who would never challenge his authority. But now, Clifton’s words cut through
him like a knife.
“You are nothing but a rat of an Alpha, Preston, Clifton continued, stepping closer, his tone dripping with contempt. “Thanks to your foolishness in angering the Goddess, I can now leave this place with Marcia.”
A victorious smirk crossed Clifton’s face as he reached out and gently caressed my fur. My eyes. glowing with a fierce golden light, reflected both gratitude and strength. Clifton’s fingers brushed through my fur, a silent promise of protection and unwavering loyalty.
Preston’s anger flared, his pride and possessiveness blinding him to the truth. “You think you can just leave?” he spat, his voice trembling with rage. “You think you can take her away from me? I am the Alpha! She’s mine!”
“She was never yours, Preston, Clifton shot back, his voice steady. “You may have been her mate, but you never treated her with the respect and love she deserved. You’re the one who’s been playing games, not her.”
Preston’s eyes blazed with fury as he stepped forward, his Alpha aura flaring in a desperate attempt to assert his dominance. The power radiating from him was intense, pressing down on everyone in the room. Pack members staggered back under the weight of his presence, but Clifton remained unmoved, his stance solid and unwavering.
Preston sneered, pushing harder. “You’re nothing but a Beta!” he shouted, his voice echoing through the pack house. “You think you can intimidate me? You think you can take what’s mine?”
Upon hearing that, Clifton’s smirk widened as he met Preston’s gaze. Then he let his own power surge. It was as if a dam had broken. For years, he had hidden the true extent of his strength, keeping it in check out of loyalty and a desire to protect me. But now, he unleashed it all. The room vibrated with Beta Clifton’s raw power, a force far greater than anything Preston could muster. His aura expanded, washing over Preston’s, consuming it effortlessly. The sheer intensity of Clifton’s presence made Preston’s Alpha aura seem weak and insignificant by comparison.
2:55 pm
Is he really this strong?
“You’ve underestimated me for years, Preston, Clifton said, his voice calm but brimming with suppressed strength. “I put up with your weak ass and followed your commands to protect Marcia. But now, she’s stronger than you could ever imagine.”
Preston’s face twisted in disbelief and denial. He couldn’t accept the reality crashing down. around him. “She’s playing tricks!” He shouted, his voice cracking with desperation. “This is just another game to get my attention! She doesn’t want to leave!”
Clifton shook his head, pity in his eyes. “You’re blind. Marcia has chosen her path, and it doesn’t include you. The mateship that once tied you to her is broken.”
Preston’s frustration boiled over, and he lashed out with words that cut deep. “You think you’re sc fucking noble, don’t you, Clifton? Always lurking in the shadows, pretending to be the loyal Beta. You’re just a coward, hiding behind your facade of strength. You don’t deserve her!”
“And you do?” Clifton retorted, his voice sharp. “You never appreciated her. You never saw the incredible woman she was. All you cared about was your own pride and your twisted sense of loyalty to someone who left you long ago.”
At that moment, Preston clenched his fists, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The realization that he had lost everything–me, his pride, and now his control–was unbearable. He couldn’t accept it. He couldn’t let me go, especially not with Clifton.
“Let’s go, Marcia,” Clifton said softly, turning to me with a look of tender resolve. “You don’t have to stay here any longer.”
But Preston’s voice rose again, desperate and furious. “No! She can’t leave! I won’t let her go with you!” He took a step towards us, his eyes wild. “She’s my mate!”
I looked at Preston, seeing him clearly for the first time. He was blinded by his own pride and refusal to see the truth. I had made my choice. I had found my strength, my true self, and my path forward. And it did not include him.
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