In the legendary Red Moon Pack-where only the fiercest, strongest, and most dominant warrior Alphas are born-Jeongguk was always... different.
Rejected by his fated mate for not fitting the mold of a traditional Alpha, Jeongguk's world begins to cru...
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The Red Moon Pack—feared, revered, and hailed across the supernatural world—stood unrivaled in strength and legacy. Only the fiercest, most dominant Alphas were born within this ancient and sacred bloodline. Victory bowed before them; defeat dared not approach.
At the very heart of this formidable domain lived Alpha Head Jaemin, a legend in his own right. A warrior blessed by the Moon Goddess herself—powerful, noble, and deeply compassionate. He was not just the pack's protector; he was its heart. Jaemin cherished his family with every fiber of his being.
Years ago, his first mate, Omega Somi, a gentle soul, passed away merely eight years after giving birth to his youngest son, Jeongguk—an Alpha by blood, but different in soul.
Now Jaemin resided with his second mate, Omega Yuna, and their children: Beta Bogum, the eldest, headstrong and disciplined; Omega Lisa, spirited yet serene; and Jeongguk, the youngest, who carried in his heart the quiet ache of a mother he could barely remember.
Though they shared the same roof, Jeongguk's lineage often set him apart—especially in a world where strength defined worth.
Present
The rain didn't bother me. Neither did the cold wind that sliced through my soaked clothes or the thunder growling above my head.
If anything... it felt like the first time the world matched how I felt inside.
Broken. Loud. Unforgiving.
I walked across the rooftop of the Red Moon Pack Hospital, each step heavier than the last. My boots splashed in shallow puddles, but I didn't care. My vision was blurry—not from the storm, but from the weight pressing against my chest.
"An Alpha." That word meant nothing to me anymore.
Born into the most powerful bloodline, raised in the strongest pack... and still, I was the disappointment. The different one. The sensitive one. The one that didn't roar loud enough, didn't fight hard enough, didn't dominate like the rest.
And because of that— She rejected me.
My mate. The one who was supposed to love me for everything I am.
But she looked at me like I was less. Like I was weak. Like the title of 'Alpha' was some hand-me-down that I didn't deserve.
I reached the edge of the building and stared out into the gray horizon. The rain mixed with the tear that escaped my eye. I wasn't sure which came first anymore. My fingers trembled as I clenched the railing.
What was even the point of being born an Alpha if no one saw me as one?
My wolf whimpered inside me. He had stopped fighting days ago. Tonight, he was quiet.
