My heartless Alpha

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Zayra's POV

At a young age, I've encountered a plethora of handsome men, and I pride myself on my ability to recognize jaw-dropping good looks. My brothers? Stunning, inheriting their gorgeousness from our father. I've got a couple of human friends who make hearts flutter, and let's not forget my spectacular vampire buddy—we're just friends, but the boy is a showstopper.

But this guy standing in front of me? He's a different level of stunning. His eyes, a mesmerizing green like the fields in spring, paired with his towering height of 6'8". Those muscles? Let's just say I could get lost in those arms. And his brown hair! I can almost picture running my fingers through it. My imagination runs wild—especially when it comes to imagining our first kiss. Not my first kiss, but his—the taste of his lips mingling with mine, the delicious flavor of his tongue... Okay, snap out of it, Zayra!

His current expression? Not exactly cheerful. I can feel the weight of his gaze, and it's like he's sizing me up.

"Zayra," he says, and the name makes me cringe a little. Why must they all mispronounce my name? "Meet Alpha Jarem of the SXM Pack. He claims he's your mate."

I blink in confusion. "Uh, yeah, I can recognize that," I mumble.

"Great! He's here to take you with him right now."

Excuse me? Right now? "But my mom isn't here! She's at Mr. Klein's pack, and none of my brothers are around. I can't just leave without saying goodbye!"

"Don't worry. I'll talk to your family when they return," Alpha Jarem interrupts, cutting me off with an authoritative air that makes my stomach flip.

"Look, I appreciate that, but—"

"I'm really sorry, but I have no choice. In two weeks, I'll send my Beta to help you pack and say goodbye."

So, no proper farewell? Just a rush into a new life? What kind of warrior does he think I am? I mean, he is an Alpha—but I can't help feeling a little trapped. If this is what the Moon Goddess wants, I guess I don't have a choice.

Two weeks fly by faster than I'd like, and before I know it, I'm back home to grab my things and wave goodbye to my family and friends. They're worried about me—mostly because of Jarem's notorious reputation as a heartless Alpha. But so far, he's treated me quite well.

Honestly? I'm starting to enjoy being with him. We haven't really engaged in the traditional "meeting process." Instead, we've been getting to know each other in our own way. We sleep in the same bed (which is cozy, I'll admit) and share sweet kisses, but that's about it for now.

It's been almost two months since I moved in with him, and today marks the start of our formal meeting process. I can't believe he introduced me to his pack as his Luna! Luna! What a title! That means I have responsibilities now, and I'm nervous yet excited to dive into this new role.

With a deep breath, I remind myself: if I can race cars and take on the world, I can handle this. Plus, who knows what adventures await me with my mate?

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Zayra's POV

I've seen my fair share of gorgeous men, but the one standing before me is on a whole different level. My brothers are all handsome, of course—they got those good looks from our father. And let's not forget about my human friends, who are undeniably hot. I even have a spectacular vampire friend who's drop-dead gorgeous, but this man? He takes the cake.

Jarem's eyes gleam like emeralds under the light, and I can't help but appreciate the sheer height of him, towering around 6'8". His brown hair falls effortlessly over his forehead, and those muscles... oh, those muscles! Just the thought of him makes my heart race. I'm ready for our first kiss—no, not just any kiss. I want his kiss. I can almost taste the heat of his lips on mine, imagining the flavor of his tongue mingling with my own.

But wait. Reality snaps me back. The way he's looking at me now doesn't scream 'happy'.

"Zayra, meet Jarem. He's the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, and he says he is your mate."

"Yeah, I can see that," I stammer, feeling my cheeks heat up. The connection between us is undeniable, but why does he look like he's just bitten into a lemon?

He steps closer, a determined look in his eyes. "I don't have time for pleasantries. We need to go, now."

"Go? But my mom isn't here! She's with Mr. Klein's pack, and I can't leave without saying goodbye!"

"Don't worry; I'll talk to your family when they return," he insists, his voice firm yet somehow reassuring.

I feel a mix of excitement and frustration bubbling inside me. "But I can't just vanish! I have friends here!"

Suddenly, Jarem interrupts, "I'm sorry to take you away like this, but it's necessary. In two weeks, I'll send my Beta to help you gather your things and say your goodbyes."

A part of me wants to rebel, to demand a warrior who respects my freedom, but the other part knows—this is fate. The Moon Goddess has chosen this path for me, and if it means being with Jarem, then so be it.

As the days pass, I find myself adjusting to my new life. Jarem may have a reputation as a heartless Alpha, but he's treated me with nothing but kindness. I've never felt so alive, yet there's still a tension between us. We share a bed, our bodies brushing against each other in the night, and we kiss—soft, lingering moments that leave me wanting more.

But today marks the start of our mating process, and I can feel the butterflies churning in my stomach. He's introduced me to his pack as his Luna, and now it's time to embrace my new responsibilities.

I take a deep breath, steeling myself for what's to come. As I glance at Jarem, his smirk ignites a fire within me. I might be stepping into a new role, but I refuse to lose my spark. If anything, this will be the beginning of something extraordinary—just me, my mate, and the thrilling adventure that lies ahead.