In the past, I often brought meals or medicine to Roan, even in inconvenient situations like his office. Yet, he never respected me in front of others, especially not the elders or the Omegas.
Reality snapped back into focus as Roan gritted his teeth in frustration. "Well, suit yourself."
I didn't attend the gathering, but I hadn't expected him to take Tracy instead. My phone buzzed incessantly as I worked on Luna's responsibilities in the office. Reluctantly, I checked social media and was bombarded with pictures from the Wolf gathering. Tracy was everywhere, seemingly enjoying herself with Roan and other Alphas, blending in effortlessly.
Odd enough, Beta Gavin was not in the pictures. Perhaps, he refused to accommodate the Alpha again. Sometimes I found myself scolding him because he seemed like he did not care about serving the Alpha at all. But that stubbornness never failed to amaze me.
Now that I was looking at the tweets, I couldn't help but wonder, why didn't you become his Luna instead of me, Tracy?