His Chosen Luna

Ayla's POV.

It is customary for women in the entire pack to become ready at the age of eighteen in an effort to impress the strongest werewolf in the pack and ultimately become his Luna.

Even Selena, who they expect to be his destined partner, has been spotted by Alpha Liam's sight.

She's the lady with the snow-white skin and the deep-sea blue eyes who can captivate anyone with a single glance. And at the same time, she's the woman I admire for being so kind to everyone.

"My Luna..."

However, when I heard those words coming from the Alpha, I was astounded.

I turned back at him and literally, my heart stopped for a second.

"Did I hear that right?"

Stars exploded in my vision, but I decided to ignore my thoughts.

"Did you call me your Luna?"

My whole body shivered as I asked that question to confirm his words.

He must be mistaken, I was just about to step out of the party to get some fresh air and stop my wolf from growing frantic inside my head. She was restless since this morning and wouldn’t let me know the reason why.

Then all of a sudden, a man donning a nice pair of leather shoes stopped in front of me and called me his Luna.

"Would you like me to say it again?" he asked with eyes pinned on mine.

I almost lost my composure because of what he did.

"Alpha..." my voice became unstable from the fear of dealing with the strongest werewolf in the pack. "Are you really talking to me?"

He nodded without a hint of hesitation.

"Yes, My Luna. You are the one that I am speaking with right now."

I know it was disrespectful, but I unbelievably stared at him.

"Do you need anything from me?"

He keeps on calling me 'My Luna.' Is that how this Alpha plays tricks on his mate pick ceremony to stop the she-wolves from fantasizing about him?

"Yes…" he said with a sincere smile. "I need you."

I just shook my head, even my legs took a few steps backward in disbelief.

"You've got to be kidding me."

I know something's not right.

Why would he, the most powerful wolf in our kin call me his Luna? Is this a sort of scheme to get rid of me instead of the she-wolves?

He answered with a convincing tone. "I’m dead serious. I need you to be a part of my life and from this day onwards, I want you to be my Luna."

I felt the hall grow silent as my whole body stiffened. Everyone in the pack had their eyes focused on us too.

I looked up at the man in front of me and boy, he was certainly a man of a woman’s dream.

"Tell me your name," he said in a deep baritone voice.

I made an effort to keep my eyes away from his, but he grasped my chin and dragged me closer to him as if the “simple” outfit I was wearing didn't concern him at all.

"My name is Ayla Smith, Alpha Liam."

My eyes saw how his perfectly formed lips turned into a jaw-dropping smile.

"You have a beautiful name," he said sweetly. "And so, you are."

"Thank you?" I answered him in an asking manner.

Honestly? I don't know how to react when people say good things about me. I'm not fond of getting praise, only insults and judgment.

"Should you also give me a compliment?"

A lump suddenly formed in my throat, still I forcefully swallowed it down because I knew I was obliged to answer the Alpha whether his making fun of me or not.