Alpha’s Second Choice Novel – At pack‘s celebration banquet, the Beta got drunk and let something slip. “Alpha’s got skills. Even though she was a few points short, he still found a way to get Chloe into the Elite Warrior Reserve.” I thought he was just joking. “Alpha is all about principles. When I was a point short and wanted to join, he refused to make exceptions. There’s no way he’d help someone else.” The Beta refuted.
“Of course he did! Chloe failed the shooting test, but Alpha said he’d make an exception and personally train her in the Elite Warriors.” He turned to look at me, his tone dripping with mockery. “Freya, only you naïvely think you need to climb step by step to get to where you are now.” I slowly glanced over at the main table where Alpha Issac sat. He lowered his head, unwilling to meet my gaze. “Freya, Chloe’s father died for the pack.
If she doesn’t make it into the Elite Warriors, her life will be over.” “But you, you’re my mate, the future Luna of the pack. You need to avoid any suspicion.” Tears welled up, no matter how hard I tried to wipe them away. “So as his mate, my dreams should take a backseat to principles.” Fine. I will end it. … I stood up to leave, but Issac stopped me. “Chloe will be one of my warriors. If you walk out now, are you questioning my judgment? Do you have any idea how damaging that would be to her reputation?” I stared at him in disbelief.
It became clear that he hadn’t listened to a word I’d said—or maybe he just didn’t care. He was only concerned about how my leaving might tarnish his image of being “fair and just.” My brother also stepped in to stop me. “What kind of scene is this, leaving in the middle of a banquet! In the military, discipline comes first. You’re not going anywhere until this event is over!” The anger I had been suppressing finally exploded.
I grabbed the plate in front of me and slammed it to the ground. The sound of steel hitting the floor drowned out all the noise around us. “Chloe didn’t meet the standards, but you made an exception for her to join the elite warrior squad.” “What about me? I was one point short in the selection back then, and you said, ‘A true warrior earns their place through merit alone.'” “Last year, during the special forces selection, I came first in the written exam and ranked in the top three in the field assessment.
But in the end, I was told, ‘The slots are full.'” “Only later did I find out it was you who put in the word to keep me out of your unit.” My voice trembled. “Tell me why?” My emotions completely unraveled. Issac’s face turned grim. “Freya Kingsley, watch your manners!” Chloe Evans’ grandmother slapped her thigh and shouted, “Oh my God, Alpha spent so much money hosting this celebration, and you’re going to ruin it like this?” I gave a cold laugh. “Last time I was injured on a mission and needed recuperation funds, I was told there was ‘no budget available.'” “So this is where all the money went.” Back when I earned my commendation, Isaac said it was “better to keep a low profile.” Yet now, he throws such a lavish celebration for a single reservist. “Issac, if you care so much about her, let her be your mate.” I pushed through the crowd and stormed off.