Luna Mira's Choice

Chapter 2

_Mira's POV_

Killian cleared his throat and addressed the room. “Everyone, there is something that you should know.” He paused, glancing at me, his eyes cold and detached. “Mira is my fated mate.”

A hush fell over the room, and I saw shock ripple through the crowd. Some of our pack members exchanged confused looks, and I felt every single one of those eyes shift to me, waiting for my reaction.

“But,” Killian continued, tightening his grip on Sophia’s hand, “I choose Sophia. She is the one I love, and she is the one I want by my side as my Luna when I become the Alpha. We have been together for a long time, and nothing will change that.”

My legs trembled, and I had to force myself to stand tall.

Alpha Roger looked stunned, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to process what his son had just declared. “Killian, you can’t reject your mate,” Luna Marinette said firmly, her voice carrying a hint of warning. “The Moon Goddess chose Mira for you. This is a sacred bond.”

Killian shook his head. “I know what I feel, Mother. I could never be happy with Mira. My heart belongs to Sophia, and that won’t change. I don’t care about some bond if it means I will be miserable for the rest of my life.”

The pain in my chest grew unbearable. I wanted to speak up, but I didn’t know what to say. Just then, my father stepped forward, glancing between Killian and me. “Maybe we should consider their happiness, Luna Marinette,” he said softly. “Killian and Sophia have loved each other for years. Isn’t that what matters most?”

I felt the words cut through me like a blade. I took a shaky breath and finally found my voice, my words coming out in a broken whisper. “But, Father... what about me?”

My father’s gaze softened, but he didn’t respond.

I looked around, desperate for someone to understand. “I have only one true mate. If Killian rejects me, I will be alone for the rest of my life. And what if... what if Sophia has a fated mate out there, too? What about him?”

Sophia squeezed Killian’s hand and raised her chin defiantly. “I don’t care about that,” she said, her voice cold. “I want Killian, and no one else. I won’t accept anyone but him.”

I opened my mouth, ready to argue, to beg someone to listen, but my mother placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. She shook her head, her expression sad but resigned. I knew what that meant—she wouldn’t support me in this. It was always like this; Sophia was the older sister, the one they always put first. I was used to stepping aside for her happiness. But this felt like too much to bear.

Alpha Roger cleared his throat, his expression grave as he looked between us all. “Very well,” he said finally, his voice heavy. “For the children’s happiness, there will be a rejection ceremony. Three days from now, on the full moon.”

My heart sank, the finality of his words ringing through me like a death sentence. In three days, I would lose my mate, my only chance at true love. And yet, no one seemed to care—no one except my wolf who whimpered in pain.

Three days. Three days to prepare for the moment I would be cast aside... and left to a lifetime of emptiness.

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The three days passed so fast, almost like a blur. Killian and Sophia didn’t talk to me once. I barely saw them at all. My mom tried her best to comfort me. She would hold my hand and say things like, “Mira, the Moon Goddess might give you a second chance mate. It’s rare, but it happens sometimes. You’re strong and you’ll find love again.” But I couldn’t bring myself to believe it.

On the night of the full moon, I walked to the Selene Temple with a heavy heart. My chest felt tight with pain. The entire pack had gathered to witness the rejection ceremony. They would watch my humiliation.

Killian stood across from me at the altar, his face blank and unreadable. I looked into his eyes, trying to find even a trace of kindness or regret, but all I saw was emptiness. The high priestess stepped forward, holding a silver dagger.

“Give me your hand, Mira,” she said softly.

I reached out my hand, trying not to flinch as she sliced my palm with the blade. The cut was quick but the pain in my chest was far worse. She did the same to Killian, then pressed our bleeding hands together over the Moonlight crystal on the altar. Our blood dripped onto the crystal, staining it red.

The high priestess began to chant. “Moon Goddess, we call upon you to accept this rejection…”

She looked to Killian, nodding for him to speak first. His face remained expressionless as he looked down at me. Then, he spoke.

“I, Killian Thomas, son of the Alpha of the Firemoon pack, reject Mira Reynold as my mate.”

The words hit me hard, like a punch to the gut. My heart twisted, but I took a deep breath, holding back tears. I forced myself to say the words.

“I, Mira Reynold, daughter of the Beta of the Firemoon pack, accept your rejection.”

The high priestess continued her chanting, and the crystal began to glow, signaling that the rejection was complete. Suddenly, a fierce, stabbing pain shot through my chest. It was like my heart was being torn in two. I gasped, falling to my knees, clutching my chest as the bond between us shattered.

But no one reached out to help me. No one even noticed my pain.

Sophia ran up to Killian and wrapped her arms around him. She was smiling and glowing with happiness. Alpha Roger stepped forward, his voice proud and strong.

“Next week, my son will be engaged to Sophia. There will be a grand celebration for the entire pack!”

The crowd erupted in cheers, their voices filled with joy and excitement. Everyone was celebrating for them, while I knelt on the cold ground, alone and broken.

No one cared about me. No one cared about my pain. The only person who noticed was my mom. She came over, gently taking my hand, her face filled with worry.

“It’s going to be okay, Mira,” she whispered, trying to soothe me. “You’ll find happiness again. I promise.”

But I couldn’t bear to hear her words. I pulled my hand away and stumbled to my feet, turning away from the crowd. I didn’t want anyone to see me like this. I ran back to my room, my vision blurred with tears, and slammed the door shut.

Inside, I sank to the floor, letting the tears come. My heart ached like it had been ripped from my chest, leaving nothing but a hollow emptiness behind. The room was silent, and for the first time, I realized how truly alone I was.