The Broken Luna: Seeking for RevengeChapter 1

“Do you, Jasper Frost, take Daphne Stone as your mate and Luna, and swear before the moon goddess to protect her, love her, and cherish her for all the days of your lives?”

The priest’s words echoed throughout the temple, and my heart raced, overflowing with happiness I couldn’t put into words.

I've waited for this moment for a long time, for us to stand before the moon and seal our bond. Finally, he and I would mark each other on this fine moonlit night, surrounded by our packmates who supported us.

I looked at Jasper, holding his hand with anticipation. He looked back with a small smile tugging at his lips, giving me sparks.

Everything felt so perfect that it almost seemed like a dream, and it was unsettling. It could've been the nerves, but I knew too well that when things felt too perfect, someone was always out to shatter them.

And I was right.

Just as Jasper opened his mouth to answer, a scream ripped through the crowd. I turned and saw Briana, his childhood friend, collapsing into the arms of our packmates.

Before I could process what happened, Jasper let go of my hand and ran to her without hesitation, leaving me alone at the altar.

"Jasper!" My voice broke as I called out to him. "Where are you going?"

He looked back with a cold expression, his words sharp. "Not now, Daphne! We can do this another time. Briana needs me."

My brain froze. What did he mean by another time? He had already made me wait for five years. When was he finally going to mark me?

I watched in disbelief as he scooped Briana into his arms, carrying her away like she was the most precious thing.

"Jasper! Get back here!" My chest tightened, feeling the world closing in on me.

"You can't do this to me!" I shouted with a plea, but he never looked back.

And maybe it was my imagination, but I could’ve sworn I saw a smirk tug at Briana’s lips. A bitter sigh escaped me as I glanced at the pack. Some looked at me with pity, others whispered behind their hands. Their stares weighed on me, crushing my spirit, yet Jasper expected me to endure it.

I couldn’t. I bolted out of the moon temple, chest tight with rage, tears blurring my vision. Each step felt like fire, the betrayal burning deeper with every second. Jasper had never put me first—never. It was always Briana. Everything revolved around her.