Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 45 Chapter 45 Selene "Turn around, Selene." The command was sharp, and authoritative, one that demanded obedience. I exhaled slowly, fighting the urge to ignore it, and finally turned around. Standing before me, tall and rigid like some self-proclaimed god, was my father. His hands were clasped neatly behind his back, his posture as unyielding as the cold look in his eyes. Beside him, like a poisonous snake, stood my stepmother, her lips already curled in that familiar, disdainful sneer. I crossed my arms.

"If it's not important, I'd like to take my leave." My father's frown deepened, and my stepmother scoffed. "What could be more important than your father, the head of the temple, calling you?" she snapped, her voice cutting through the night. "Don't be arrogant, Selene. Know your place." I tilted my head slightly, blinking at her. Know my place. What was this place they were so obsessed with reminding me about? Beneath their feet? Beneath everyone's expectations? I didn't even bother replying. On a normal day, I might have said something back but not tonight.

I didn't have time to waste on them. The forest was calling, and I needed to get there before the full moon rose completely. "It's not important," I said coolly. "So, I'll be taking my leave now." I turned to go, but my father's voice stopped me cold. "So you weren't completely useless today." My steps faltered. I slowly turned my head to look at him. His eyes were as emotionless as ever, cold, detached, as though even breathing the same air as me was an inconvenience he had to tolerate. He went on, "I see. Trying to get my attention through your foolish acts actually worked out.

I'll reward you for that. I can use this opportunity to ask the Alpha for what I want." I blinked, staring at him as if he'd grown a second head. What the hell is this man talking about? Did he really think I'd played the harp just to please him? I wasn't even thinking about him when I stood on that stage. "And don't be stupid enough to ask the Alpha to let Sienna's mate marry you," My step mother said, tone dripping with venom. "I know what kind of person you are. Use this moment wisely, Selene.

This is the best way to make the temple proud, we have to make the Alpha indebted to us." I stared at them, my lips curling upward in something between amusement and disgust. It was almost funny. Standing there, both of them looked so proud of their own words, as if their greed and shamelessness were virtues. After everything they'd done, after the years of humiliation, neglect, and scorn, they still thought I'd hand over something I earned. If I had to give this opportunity to someone, I'd rather hand it to a stray dog in the street than to them. I gave them one last cold smile.

"You really don't have any shame, do you?" Without waiting for their reply, I turned my back on them and walked away. Chapter 45 I knew they were probably furious at my words. The air had practically crackled with their barely contained anger as I walked away, but honestly, I couldn't bring myself to care. Their feelings, their opinions, their anger, all of it was meaningless to me now. I had more important things to focus on than a pair of arrogant fools with the combined brain cells of a rock. The night air grew colder as I walked toward the forest.

The sound of the celebration faded behind me, replaced by the soft rustle of leaves and the occasional call of an owl. When I reached the edge, I stopped for a moment and looked around. The trees stood tall and dense, their trunks twisting. The ground was littered with logs and roots, the scent of damp earth heavy in the air, it was exactly what a forest should smell like. Normally, the temple would never allow such a wild, untamed piece of land to exist within its sacred grounds. But this forest was special.

This was where the high priestesses came during the full moon ceremony to receive their white wolf. And this time, there were two of us. Sienna and I. I turned to my side just as Sienna stopped a few paces away, her face painted with that polite smile of hers. "See you later, Selene," she said sweetly, lifting her gown daintily to avoid the dirt as though the mere thought of nature disgusted her. Then she turned, her chin high, and walked into the forest as if she were parading on a stage.

Once she was out of sight, I bent down and reached for the small, nearly invisible pin by my knee, the one that held the lower half of my gown together. With a quiet snap, I pulled it loose. The heavy fabric slid upward, folding neatly to reveal the second layer, a shorter, fitted dress that gave me freedom to move. Gasps echoed behind me. I could feel their stares, but I didn't spare them a glance. I wasn't foolish enough to wear a long gown into the forest like some ornamental doll. I straightened, brushing the dirt off my hand and admiring my work.

The short dress still looked elegant, but practical. I nodded to myself, satisfied, and stepped into the forest. The air inside was thicker, and filled with the scent of moss and pine. The moonlight filtered through the branches, painting the ground with silver patches. The further I walked, the quieter everything became. Branches brushed against my arms, logs lay scattered in my path, but I moved through them effortlessly. Not a single twig caught my dress. In my past lives, the only reason I was thankful to my stepmother about the plain dress was because it was easy to walk.

I remembered how it had gone before, the humiliation that had followed Sienna's entrance. The way she stumbled through this same forest, tripping over roots and tearing her expensive gown. She had leaves tangled in her hair, mud smeared on her face, and a look of pure frustration when she finally appeared before the moon altar. I couldn't wait to see the same scene repeat itself. Now, I just needed to find a good place, the perfect spot where I would meet my wolf for the first time in this lifetime. I was about to take another step when something dark flickered at the edge of my vision.

It moved too quickly to be a shadow. I froze, my pulse steady but alert, my senses sharpening as I waited. The forest had fallen completely silent with just the sound of my own breathing. After a few moment, a figure stepped out from behind the trees. A white fox. Its fur shimmered faintly under the moonlight, each strand glinting like snow. It stood perfectly still in front of me, tail swaying softly, its bright golden eyes watching me with intelligence, I stared back. 12:50 Tue, Dec 23 MG. Chapter 45 So it's you, I thought. The guardian of the temple forest.

I had heard countless rumors about it, the white fox that roamed these woods. Some said it was a cursed spirit, a creature that devoured the weak and unworthy. Others said it was a divine being sent by the Moon Goddess herself. In my past lives, I had met this fox before. That time, I had been terrified. I believed the rumors, thought it would attack me, so I had turned and run for my life. I could still remember how fast my heart had pounded, how foolish I'd been to fear what I didn't understand. Later, I learned the truth that the white fox was not a threat but a guardian.

It protected the Moonborn during their awakening, guiding them to the sacred place where they would find their wolf. Because in that moment of awakening, the body was at its most vulnerable, their bodies exposed to every dangerous thing lurking in the forest. The fox existed to lead and protect the moonborn. So if it was standing in front of me now, it meant it knew who was the fake and the real. Even this creature could tell who the true Moonborn was. "Can I follow you?" I asked. The fox tilted its head, as if studying me.

Then, without a sound, it turned and began to walk away, its white tail flicking gracefully behind it. I followed. It moved fast, but I matched its pace easily, stepping over roots and weaving through branches like I had done this a hundred times before. The deeper we went, the brighter the moonlight became, until it felt as if the whole forest was glowing. Finally, the fox stopped. Before me stood a massive stone, luminous under the direct light of the moon. I stepped closer, running my fingers along the cold surface, and immediately felt a surge of power ripple beneath my skin.

The energy here was strong. "This must be where the past Moonborns received their wolves," I murmured in awe. The fox said nothing. It simply sat nearby, watching me with those wise, golden eyes. I didn't ask it any more questions. I didn't need to. Climbing onto the rock, I reached the top, I lay back, my back meeting the cool surface. Satisfied, I looked up at the glowing full moon. My chest rose and fell slowly. The world blurred into soft white light as my eyes grew heavy. And then I closed them, falling into a deep sleep as the moon watched over me.

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