Alpha’s Thrice Rejectedd Mate By Ida Rowe

Chapter 61

**Kora

I stood in the center of the small courtroom, the somber atmosphere weighing heavily on my heart. The room was filled with people, each bearing witness to the turmoil that had befallen our pack. The air cra ckled with tension, and with every inhale I took, I carried the burden of the discord that permeated the space.

It was difficult to comprehend how swiftly things had escalated, or how easily our once-unified pack had been torn apart.

“I can’t believe it came to this,” I said, my voice filled with sorrow.

1 listened intently as Shawn recounted the events to Mason, his voice attempting to inject a touch of lightheartedness. through playful banter, but it only served to emphasize the deep rift among our pack members.

“Yeah, I never thought it would come to blows, Shawn admitted, his tone tinged with regret. ‘I couldn’t just let the man beat me to a pulp, though. I don’t know why so many others decided to get into it instead of letting us work it out.” The usual tw inkle of mischief in his eyes was overshadowed by the visible bruises marring his face, stark reminders of the altercation that had taken place.

Mason nodded, his expression serious

A disheartenment washed over me as I cast my gaze around the room. Our pack, once tightly knit and bonded, appeared fractured. The bonds that held us together seemed strained; tenuous threads threatening to unravel completely. The weight of responsibility settled heavily on my shoulders, reminding me of my duty as the pack’s Luna.

How had we reached this point? I wondered in dismay. It pained me deeply to witness the disarray within the pack I held so dear, and a sense of helplessness gnawed at my soul.

As Luna, it was my solemn duty to lead and guide, to foster an environment of harmony and understanding. Yet at that moment, I felt utterly lost. The task ahead seemed insurmountable, and I questioned my capabilities in fulfilling my role.

Not matter how hard I trained with An nalise or put in the work with the pack members, it never seemed to be enough. All my life, nothing I ever did seemed enough for anyone.

Jacob had arrived briefly to recount what had happened with a handful of his friends to support him, but it had been promptly overshadowed by several other witnesses insisting that he’d swung first and simply lost the fight that he had instigated after Shawn had stood up for the she-wolf on her behalf.

The fact I’d seen it as well was useless since everyone had written me off as biased already, so I was glad that so many others were willing to argue on my friend’s behalf.

My gaze shifted to Mason and Shawn as they engaged in quiet conversation, and a pang of guilt coursed through me. Shawn had been

friend for years, and now, he bore both physical and emotional scars from a fight that should never have

occurred.

If I was a better Luna, it wouldn’t have.

Like he could hear my thoughts, Mason’s eyes darted to me, and I tried to smile.

“Seeing as the witnesses have all agreed that Jacob was the instigator, Mason’s commanding voice resonated through the room, demanding attention and respect, “and Shawn has no desire to push the issue further, we’re dismissing this. Both men will have double patrol duties for the next month.”

There were some disgruntled outcries, but most of the people present cheered that justice had been served. An nalise was standing to one side, her l*ps pressed into a thin line of disapproval, but she didn’t object. Mason looked over the irritated faction with narrowed eyes as if committing them to memory.

I couldn’t help but admire his strength, and his unwavering determination to protect the pack, even from itself. However, even his authoritative presence couldn’t quell the unrest that lingered among us. The wounds ran deep, and healing would require time and concerted effort.

Oh, how I wished I could turn back the hands of time and prevent the events that led to this fracture. But regrets served no purpose in the present. Instead, I had to focus on finding a way to move forward, mend what was broken, and rebuild the shattered trust.

But how? That question haunted me relentlessly. How could I bridge the divide between pack members consumed by anger, resentment, and misunderstanding? How could I convince them to look past their differences and remember the shared values that once bound us?

It had seemed so simple before. I still thought a festival could fielp, but so much discord lingered.

Was I being naive? Too optimistic?

The weight of my position as Luna bore down on me, and the responsibility to lead and navigate a path to resolution grew increasingly daunting. I knew deep within that I couldn’t accomplish this alone. Mason took that moment to press a k*ss to my knuckles, and I took a steadying breath.

It was a matter of reigniting the flickering embers of our shared bonds, reminding our pack members of the common purposes that had brought us together.

At that moment, a renewed determination surged within me. While we might be confronted by one of the most significant trials we have ever faced, I refuse to let it define us. We would discover a way to heal the wounds, bridge the gaps, and restore the harmony that had once been the hallmark of our pack. I couldn’t predict the precise path ahead nor guarantee a smooth and easy resolution.

Still, one thing remained certain: we would not allow this division to tear us asunder. We couldn’t let the fracture in the pack kick us to the ground and hold us down by our throats. Our pack is strong, I know this much, so I know with certainty that we can get through this hard time and come out on the other side with guidance from the moon shining down on us

Squeezing Mason’s hand in mine, I drew strength from our connection. We would confront the challenges together, united as Alpha and Luna, and guided by our shared vision of a strong and harmonious pack. It would be a challenging journey, but we were determined to put forth the necessary effort and lead by example. With Mason by my side, I’m confident that we can accomplish even the most challenging of tasks, including the fracture in the pack we’re currently facing.

With a renewed sense of purpose, I glanced around the room, observing the gathered pack members. They were all huddled together with a look of uncertainty etched upon their faces; they looked to us for guidance, for a path forward. And I pledged to do everything within my power to provide it.

We would rebuild what was broken, one step at a time, until our pack was united again.

And I would not rest until that day became a reality.