Banished by My Pack, Chosen as the True Luna Chapter 10

Banished by My Pack, Chosen as the True Luna Chapter 10

“My Luna.”

The voice echoed across the battlefield.

Every wolf dropped to their knees.

Even Ryder.

Everyone knelt.

Everyone except me.

Because I was still holding Alexander.

His blood covered my hands.

His eyes were closed.

And I didn’t care about goddesses.

I didn’t care about prophecies.

I only cared about him.

“Please.”

My voice broke.

“Please.”

Moonlight poured from the sky.

Silver light covered the battlefield.

The air itself seemed to glow.

Then she appeared.

Exactly as she had in my dream.

Silver hair.

Silver eyes.

The Moon Goddess.

For a moment nobody dared breathe.

The Goddess walked toward us.

Slowly.

Gracefully.

Then stopped beside Alexander.

She looked down at him.

And smiled.

‘He chose sacrifice.’

The moonlight around her brightened.

‘He chose love.’

Her hand touched Alexander’s chest.

The wound began healing immediately.

The silver dagger fell from his body.

The torn flesh closed.

The blood disappeared.

The entire battlefield stared.

Theo burst into tears.

“Oh thank God.”

Maya smacked him.

“That’s literally her.”

Theo cried harder.

“Good point.”

A cough interrupted them.

I froze.

Slowly.

Very slowly.

Alexander opened his eyes.

For a second I forgot how to breathe.

Then I threw my arms around him.

Hard.

Alexander winced.

“Still alive.”

I started crying again.

Alexander looked helpless.

“You’re making this very emotional.”

“Shut up.”

“Okay.”

For once—

He obeyed.

______

The Moon Goddess turned.

Her gaze swept across the battlefield.

Every wolf lowered their head.

Including Ryder.

Including Sophia.

Especially Sophia.

The Goddess looked directly at her.

And suddenly the air became cold.

Very cold.

Sophia took a step backward.

“No.”

The Goddess said nothing.

Sophia’s panic grew.

“No.”

Then the Goddess spoke.

“The prophecy was misunderstood.”

The entire battlefield froze.

Every Elder.

Every warrior.

Every wolf.

The Goddess continued.

‘The Pack believed Olivia would bring destruction.’

Silence.

Then:

‘They were wrong.’

The words hit like thunder.

The Goddess pointed toward Sophia.

‘The curse was never Olivia.’

Sophia went pale.

‘The curse was greed.’

The moonlight intensified.

‘Jealousy.’

Brighter.

‘Ambition.’

Brighter still.

The Goddess looked directly at Silver Fang’s warriors.

“You rejected your blessing.”

Then at Sophia.

“And embraced your destruction.”

The battlefield erupted into whispers.

No one spoke louder than Ryder’s silence.

Because he finally understood.

The prophecy hadn’t destroyed his Pack.

He had.

______

Sophia shook her head violently.

“No.”

The word cracked.

“No.”

The Goddess remained calm.

“You were never chosen.”

The sentence shattered her.

More than any attack could have.

More than death.

Sophia laughed.

Then cried.

Then screamed.

“I deserved it!”

Nobody answered.

“I worked harder!”

Still silence.

“I loved him!”

The Goddess tilted her head.

“No.”

Sophia froze.

The Goddess’s voice remained gentle.

But merciless.

“You loved power.”

Sophia collapsed.

And for the first time in her life—

Nobody came to save her.

Moonlight surrounded her.

Not violently.

Quietly.

Slowly.

Her wolf mark vanished.

The scent of a wolf disappeared from her body.

Sophia screamed.

The sound echoed across the battlefield.

Then the light faded.

The Goddess looked away.

Her judgment complete.

Sophia was alive.

But she was no longer a wolf.

And among wolves—

There was no greater punishment.

The battlefield remained silent.

Then the Goddess looked at me.

The expression on her face softened.

Immediately.

Like a mother looking at a child.

“My Luna.”

The words made my throat tighten.

The Goddess smiled.

“You spent your life believing something was missing.”

I nodded.

‘My wolf.’

The Goddess shook her head.

‘No.’

The moonlight swirled around us.

‘You were never missing anything.’

Tears filled my eyes.

‘The wolves choose their Alpha.’

Her gaze shifted toward Alexander.

‘But I choose my Luna.’

The entire battlefield listened.

‘You were never meant to follow.’

The words echoed through my soul.

‘You were meant to lead.’

For the first time—

I finally understood.

______

Then the Goddess turned toward Alexander.

And smiled.

A very knowing smile.

Interesting.

Very suspicious.

Alexander looked uncomfortable immediately.

The Goddess seemed amused.

“The Alpha who protects.”

Alexander sighed.

“I have a bad feeling.”

Theo laughed.

“You should.”

The Goddess ignored him.

Her gaze shifted between Alexander and me.

Then she spoke.

“The bond between Olivia and Ryder was never a true mate bond.”

The world stopped.

Even Ryder looked shocked.

“What?”

The Goddess continued.

“It was an Alpha-Luna connection.”

A bond created by destiny.

Not love.

Not fate.

Then she looked at Alexander.

“This one is different.”

Alexander immediately looked at the ground.

Coward.

The Goddess smiled.

“He chose you without knowing.”

My heart skipped.

Once.

Then twice.

Then completely lost control.

Alexander looked at me.

For the first time since we’d met—

He seemed nervous.

Actually nervous.

It was adorable.

I would never tell him that.

Across the battlefield, Ryder stood completely still.

Every piece finally fit together.

The rejection. The prophecy.

Alexander.

Everything.

And suddenly he realized the truth.

Olivia had never been his.

Not really.

Not the way he’d believed.

But somehow that realization hurt more.

Because it didn’t erase what he’d done.

It made it worse.

Slowly.

Ryder stepped forward.

Everyone watched.

The proud Alpha of Silver Fang.

The man who never apologized.

The man who never bowed.

He looked directly at me.

And lowered his head.

“I’m sorry.”

No excuses.

No explanations.

No conditions.

Just three words.

For a moment, nobody spoke.

Then I nodded.

“I know.”

The words hurt him.

I saw it.

Because they meant:

I know you’re sorry.

I know you regret it.

I know you finally understand.

But it doesn’t change anything.

Ryder closed his eyes briefly.

Then nodded.

Accepting it.

Over the next few weeks, everything changed.

Silver Fang began falling apart.

Not because of war.

Because of truth.

Many wolves left.

Some came north.

Some apologized.

Some simply wanted a fresh start.

We welcomed them.

Not because they deserved it.

Because everyone deserved a chance to be better.

Alexander helped build new homes.

Theo somehow became worse at carpentry.

Which shouldn’t have been possible.

Maya became everyone’s favorite person.

And for the first time in my life—

I belonged somewhere.

Months later.

The new Pack gathered beneath the moon.

A new Pack.

A better Pack.

A Pack where nobody was abandoned.

Nobody was rejected.

Nobody was disposable.

Alexander stood beside me.

Looking unusually nervous.

Which immediately made me suspicious.

“What did Theo do?”

Alexander blinked.

“What?”

“You look stressed.”

“I’m not stressed.”

“You absolutely are.”

Before he could answer—

Theo jumped out from behind a tree.

“I told you she’d notice.”

Alexander groaned.

Maya looked embarrassed.

Half the Pack appeared.

I stared.

Then stared harder.

“Why is everyone hiding behind trees?”

Theo pointed dramatically.

“Because it’s romantic.”

Alexander looked like he wanted to murder him.

I was enjoying this immensely.

Then Alexander sighed.

Reached into his pocket.

And pulled out a ring.

The entire Pack exploded.

Theo started crying.

Immediately.

Maya shoved him.

“Pull yourself together.”

“I can’t.”

Alexander ignored them.

Thankfully.

He looked at me.

Just me.

“I don’t have a kingdom.”

Theo nodded.

“True.”

‘Quiet.’

Theo became quiet.

For almost three seconds.

Alexander continued.

‘I don’t have much money.’

Theo nodded again.

‘Also true.’

Alexander looked ready to commit a crime.

The entire Pack laughed.

Then he looked back at me.

And suddenly became serious.

‘I have a home.’

His voice softened.

‘I have a family.’

I felt tears forming.

Again.

Honestly, I cried too much around this man.

Then Alexander smiled.

The real smile.

The one he rarely showed anyone.

“And I was hoping you’d share them with me.”

The forest became silent.

Waiting.

Watching.

Hopeful.

I didn’t even pretend to think about it.

“Yes.”

The cheering nearly shook the trees.

Theo actually fell over.

Maya laughed.

Alexander looked relieved.

And for the first time—

I kissed him.

The entire Pack lost their minds.

One year later.

Our son was born beneath a full moon.

Healthy. Strong. Loud.

Theo became the most irresponsible uncle in history.

Maya became his favorite aunt.

Alexander became the kind of father who pretended to be strict.

And failed immediately.

The Pack grew.

The settlement grew.

The future grew.

And so did hope.

Sometimes, on quiet nights, I would stand beneath the moon and remember the girl who had once been called wolf-less.

The girl who thought she was broken.

The girl who believed she had been abandoned.

She had been wrong.

The Moon Goddess had chosen me long before any Alpha ever could.

And in the end—

I finally chose myself.