Chapter 146
Glenda’s POV
I sat behind Luna’s desk, my name and title engraved neatly on the plaque, completely erasing any trace of Elena ever being here.
The room was quiet, almost too quiet. Just a sterile workspace littered with a computer set and stacks of documents I could barely understand. The silence didn’t feel peaceful; it felt empty.
After reading through a few financial papers that made no sense to me, I leaned back in my chair, utterly exhausted.
“This isn’t going anywhere!” I shouted, slamming my hands on the desk in frustration.
I couldn’t believe Elena had actually managed to play the obedient slave to this pack, acting like she belonged in this place. And now I was expected to follow suit? Like hell I would.
These paperwork, these politics–it was all a pain in the ass.
What made it worse was how none of them even appreciated the effort. The moment I walked into this pack, they praised me like I was the perfect replacement for Elena, the saviour of their pride. But now, with one twist of fate, I was the villain again–treated like garbage.
My breathing grew ragged with anger, and I stood abruptly, sweeping the documents off the desk in one violent motion. Papers were scattered across the floor, but I didn’t care.
I began pacing, every step feeding the restlessness building inside me.
This room–it was suffocating.
It felt like a prison with golden bars. A cage dressed in silk. I didn’t belong here. I belonged on the battlefield. I preferred blood and chaos over signatures and silence.
Just as I was spiralling into a full mental breakdown, the door burst open.
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“Can’t you knock?!” I snapped at the servant who stood there panting like he’d just sprinted across the compound.
“L–Luna Glenda… Alpha Bryson is back. He’s upstairs,” he stammered, flinching from my tone.
So, he finally decided to show up.
He’d been practically invisible these past days, and the wait had eaten at my patience. I knew he’d return soon with his mother’s worsening condition, but it didn’t make me feel better. If anything, it just made me angrier.
And like fate wanted to twist the knife deeper, the second I saw him, we ended up fighting.
It broke my heart.
It probably sounded crazy to some, but I love Bryson. I really do. Our wedding should’ve been one of the happiest days of my life. But what was meant to be our beginning quickly became a bitter mess.
Did we even have a single day of happiness? I could barely remember.
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Still, I walked out of that confrontation with one clear resolve: I was going to live again.
If my husband and his family had other priorities, then so would I.
I was a general before I was ever a Luna. I wasn’t meant to be caged inside a pack house playing housemaid to a collapsing legacy.
And truth be told, I didn’t even know why I went to see Bryson in the first place. Maybe I hoped he’d prove me wrong. Maybe I still clung to some fantasy that we could be more. But of course, we fought.
He wanted me to play nurse to his sick mother–the same woman whose attitude was more toxic than her illness. He may have done that to Elena, but he’s a fool if he thought I’d tolerate the same.
Instead of returning to that lifeless Luna office, I headed toward the military recruitment board.
Whispers followed me as I passed the warriors, but I ignored them all and walked straight to the main office.
The officer behind the enlistment desk raised an eyebrow the moment he saw me.
“Luna Glenda… Back to enlist?” he asked, voice cautious.
I wanted to correct him–It’s General Glenda. But that title had already been stripped away. The thought made my fists clench at my sides.
“I want to return,” I said flatly. “If there’s a squad leader position available, I’ll take it. My records are—”
“We’ve reviewed your record,” he cut in gently.
I paused. My reputation had been tainted recently, but my military record still stood tall. That was something no one could erase.
“Then…?” I asked, trying to remain composed.
He hesitated, and I saw something that irritated me more than any insult–pity.
“I’m sorry,” he said with a sigh. “You’re not eligible. Not right now.”
A thread snapped inside me.
“What? Why not? I’ve led troops. I’ve been to the frontlines. My record is-”
“The higher–ups won’t back your return. Not now. Not with the rumours. You know how this works.”
His words crushed me.
I stood there, stunned and hollow.
Being a warrior was who I was. It was all I knew. I wasn’t born to wear dresses and manage budget reports. was born to fight. I didn’t nurture a pack–I defended one.
“So… I’m nothing now?” I whispered, not even realising I’d said it aloud.
“I’m sorry,” the officer said again.
I didn’t respond. I didn’t scream or throw a chair like I wanted to.
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Instead, I turned on my heel and walked away.
But this wasn’t over.
Not by a long shot.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
