Oops Alpha, Wrong Luna-Chapter 31

Kael’s POV.

I slammed the bedroom door behind me, my breath catching in my throat, my heart pounding like a drum.

The image of Aria’s wrists, red and bruised from my grip, burned in my mind, her scream echoing in my ears. I’d hurt her, my Luna, my mate, and I hated myself for it.

I knew she was Aria, not Celeste, hiding her true name, and I was playing along, waiting for her to trust me with the truth.

She didn’t know I knew, and now I’d scared her, pinned her to the bed, my claws digging into her skin.

My chest ached, guilt and fear twisting like a knife. I didn’t know why it happened, why I froze, why I saw something so terrifying. I needed air, space, anything to clear my head.

I ran to the fields behind the packhouse, my boots pounding the dirt, the cool evening air hitting my face.

The sky was turning orange, the sun low, the grass swaying in the breeze. I stopped in the middle of the field, my hands on my knees, my breath heavy.

My wolf, Zeus, whined, his anger mixing with mine, his confusion matching my own. I’d wanted to love Aria, to hold her, to make her feel safe after the poison, the fire, her sister’s threats.

But when I was about to thrust into her, my body froze, my mind flooded with a vision of her screaming, blood staining her dress, her eyes wide with pain.

It was so real, so vivid, I’d panicked, my claws digging into her wrists, her scream snapping me out of it. I’d hurt her, and I didn’t know why.

I sank to the ground, my hands gripping the grass, my heart racing. It wasn’t the first time I’d wanted her, felt her warmth, her softness.

But this time, something broke inside me, something dark and scary. Was it a warning? A memory? Or just my head playing tricks? My chest tightened, guilt choking me.

I’d seen her pain, her fear, and I’d caused it. Zeus growled low, his protectiveness surging, but he was as lost as I was, his whines sharp in my mind.

I didn’t hear Brian’s steps until his hand touched my shoulder, snapping me out of my daze. I jumped, my head whipping around, my eyes narrowing.

"What?" I asked, my voice rough, my fists clenching.

His brown eyes were worried, his face tense, his hand still on me.

"Is something wrong, Alpha?" he asked, his voice low, careful. "You’re out here, staring at nothing." He stepped closer, his boots crunching the grass, his eyes searching mine.

I looked away, my jaw tight, my heart heavy. I didn’t want to talk, didn’t want to admit what happened.

But Brian was my Beta, my friend, and I couldn’t keep hurting people. I took a deep breath, my voice low, shaky.

"It’s Aria," I said, my cheeks burning, shame creeping in.

"When I... when I tried to be with her, I saw something. A vision. She was screaming, covered in blood, in pain. I couldn’t stop it. I hurt her, Brian." My words were quiet, my eyes on the ground, my hands trembling.

"I dug my claws into her wrists. She screamed."

Brian’s eyes widened, his face softening, concern clear. "A vision?" he said, his voice steady but worried.

"That’s not normal, Alpha Kael. You need to find out what it means." He paused, his hand dropping from my shoulder.

"The pack’s seer might know. She’s helped before, with visions, omens."

I shook my head, my voice sharp. "No. Nobody else can know." My eyes met his, hard and fierce.

I couldn’t let anyone see me weak, not when Aria was in danger, not when Celeste, Thanos, and my cousins were circling like wolves.

"This stays between us," I said, my voice low, a command.

Brian frowned, his eyes narrowing. "Kael, you can’t ignore this. It could be a warning, something about your Luna. You need..."

"Leave," I snapped, my voice booming, my wolf close, his growl rumbling.

Brian flinched, his face tense, but he bowed, his steps slow as he backed away, disappearing into the fading light.

I stayed there, my chest heaving, my hands gripping the grass, the sky turning dark, stars peeking out.

I didn’t move, didn’t want to face Aria, not after what I’d done. The vision haunted me; her screams, her blood, her pain.

Was it real? Was she in danger? My heart ached, guilt and fear mixing, Zeus whining, urging me to protect her.

Hours passed, the night cold, the air sharp. I finally stood, my legs stiff, my heart heavy, and headed back to the packhouse.

The halls were quiet, the torches flickering, the stone walls cold under my hand. I pushed open the bedroom door, my eyes landing on Aria, asleep on the bed, her silver hair spread across the pillow, her face soft but pale.

My chest tightened, guilt hitting me like a punch. I stepped closer, my boots silent, and stopped by the bed, my eyes on her wrists.

The red marks were still there, faint but real, my claw marks on her skin. I felt sick, stupid, my hands clenching at my sides. I’d hurt my mate, the one I swore to protect.

I sank onto the bed, the mattress creaking, my eyes never leaving her. She stirred, adjusting softly, her breath slow, her face calm.

I wanted to touch her, to hold her, to make sure she was okay, but the vision stopped me, cold and vivid. I needed to know if it was real, if it was just in my head.

My hand moved, slow, hesitant, brushing a strand of her hair, soft and cool under my fingers.

The moment I touched her, the vision hit again, sharp and terrifying. Aria screamed, her voice raw, her dress soaked in blood, her eyes wide with pain.

Her wolf, Kyra, whimpered, fading, dying instantly. My heart stopped, my eyes widening, my breath gone.

I yanked my hand back, my body shaking, my chest heaving.

I shot up from the bed, my heart racing, my hands trembling. The vision was too real, too clear, like a warning carved into my mind.

Was it the future? Was Aria going to die? I couldn’t breathe, fear choking me, Zeus howling, desperate to act.

Without thinking, I grabbed my coat from the chair, my movements jerky, and stormed out of the room, the door slamming behind me.

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