Chapter 13 : The Unshaken Alpha LIRA I wasnt supposed to be watching him .
And yet , I was .
Ever since Caius had taken me , I had kept my walls up , refusing to acknowledge anything about him beyond the fact that he was my captor .
The enemy .
The rival Alpha .
But my eyes betrayed me .
Because I had started noticing things .
I noticed the way his pack respected him not just as their Alpha , but as one of their own .
He didnt rule through intimidation or brute force .
He didnt demand submission with a single look , though I knew he could if he wanted to .
He led differently .
I saw him train with his warriors instead of just commanding from the sidelines .
I saw him eat alongside his pack , laughing and listening rather than expecting silence when he spoke .
And now , as I watched him haul a massive stack of firewood across the courtyard , I found myself frowning .
An Alpha doing chores ? It wasnt unheard of .
My father a strong and just leader in his own right had always preached that an Alpha should guide , protect , and serve their people .
He had been a fair ruler , a man who believed in diplomacy before war , a father who had taught me the weight of responsibility .
But he had never done the work himself .
Not because he thought it beneath him , but because he had other roles to fulfill .
The pack had warriors , hunters , and omegas for a reason .
An Alpha was meant to lead , not carry firewood .

And yet , here Caius was .
Stacking logs with his men , his sleeves pushed up to his elbows , sweat dampening his skin as he worked without complaint .
It was wrong .
It was strange .
It was … frustrating .
I hated that I was noticing it .
Something wrong , Luna ? 1 / A Chapter 13 The Unshaken Alpha I nearly jumped .
Whipping around , I found Ines , a young omega , watching me with a teasing smile .
I schooled my expression instantly , locking away whatever ridiculous thoughts had been running through my head .
I am not your Luna , I said sharply .
She smirked .
Mmm .
You say that , but your eyes tell a different story .
I huffed .
What do you want , Ines ? +15 Bonus She hummed , arms crossing over her chest .
Just checking if you needed anything … or if youre finally ready to admit you like watching the Alpha .
I groaned .
I do not like watching him .
You were staring for a solid five minutes .
I was thinking .
Thinking about him ? I shot her a glare so sharp it could cut through stone , but Ines only giggled , completely unfazed .
Damn omegas and their nosy observations .

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Look , she said , her teasing tone softening just a fraction .
I know you think hes some kind of cold , ruthless Alpha .
But hes not like the others , Luna Lira .
I scoffed .
Hes still my captor .
Maybe .
But tell me … have you ever met another Alpha who would rather carry firewood himself than order an omega to do it ? I opened my mouth .
Paused .
Because the truth was … no .
Even my father a good man , a good Alpha hadnt done such things .
He had guided and protected , but he had never taken on the tasks of an omega , a warrior , or a healer .
His strength had been in his wisdom , his leadership , his ability to unite people .
Caius , however … led with his presence .
He didnt just expect loyalty .
He earned it .
It made me uneasy .
Because I didnt know how to fight against someone like him .
2/4 Chapter 13 The Unshaken Alpha +15 Bonus If he had been cruel if he had been a tyrant it would have been easy .
I could have sharpened my hatred into something unbreakable , let it fuel my every thought until it consumed me whole .
But he wasnt cruel .
And that was what terrified me .
Youre thinking too hard , Ines observed , tilting her head .

Maybe you should just accept it .
Accept what ? I said , annoyed .
She grinned .
That youre interested in him .
I huffed .
Interest is a strong word .
Fine .
Curious , then .
I hesitated .
Because wasnt that the truth ? I was curious .
Not just about Caius , but about this version of an Alpha I had never known existed .
One who stood in the cold , breath misting in the air , stacking firewood with his warriors like he was one of them .
One who had taken me as his mate , but had never once forced the bond .
One who , even when I resisted , never demanded my submission .
And that more than anything else was what unsettled me .
Because if he had , I would have hated him easily .
I could have painted him as the villain in my story and felt nothing but disgust when I looked at him .
But instead … I found myself watching .
Noticing .
Questioning .
And wondering if that was a good thing … or a very , very bad thing .