Five Year Waiting, I Was Just a Lie

For five years, Maeve waited. A warrior of the Eastmere Pack, she believed Harlan’s every promise that one day she would stand with him as his Luna, that waiting meant something. Then she walked into a room and saw the portrait of the mating ceremony: Harlan in his most formal attire, and Serena in white, leaning toward him as if she had always been there. Five years of devotion, and to her, Maeve had been nothing but a lie.
So she stopped waiting. She left the pack that had broken her, turned to her life and her ailing father, and finally let her wolf be silent. But the alpha who didn’t choose her couldn’t let her go. Years later, Harlan is out of her office every morning, rain or shine, no longer just waiting, the way she once waited for him.
She thinks it’s about the Luna title she lost. It was never about the title. And it’s too far, too late.