CHAPTER 3 Insult and Rejection

Cynthia's POV

"What... what did you say? You want me to be your Luna?"

Did I understand him correctly? I had just met this man, and he was asking me to be his Luna.

"You heard me correctly. I want you to be my Luna," he confirmed.

"Are you crazy? Do you even know who I am?" I asked in shock.

His eyes narrowed, and he growled at me. I immediately shut my mouth as I realized I had just questioned an Alpha's sanity.

"Sorry, Alpha," I apologized because I didn't want to be mauled by an angry Alpha. I was annoyed with myself for being so compliant and getting into the car without hesitating, but he seemed different from the other Alphas I had encountered before. He didn't immediately become violent at my words. Of course, he reprimanded me with a growl, but as soon as I apologized, he calmed down.

His calm demeanor reminded me of the brief moment we kissed and how he pulled me back for another kiss. Although it was brief, it left my heart racing. It was not how I wanted my first kiss, but it would stick with me.

"I know exactly who you are, Miss Cynthia. Please allow me to introduce myself." He extended his hand to me and said, "I'm Logan Ricardo, the Alpha of the Night Walker pack." I couldn't help but look at his sultry lips as he talked. After two seconds, I snapped out of the daze I was in and shook his hand.

"I need a Luna and you are the most suitable candidate at the moment," Logan explained.

"How can you make such a crucial choice about selecting a Luna so carelessly? Knowing who I am, you can see that I'm not a good fit for the role of Luna," I said. His casual attitude toward the situation caused my fondness for him to fade.

A wolf pack's choice of Luna is very important. It has an impact on the pack's stability, and if there is any unrest, the lower-rank members of the pack are the ones who suffer first.

I would know as I along with the Omegas are seen as lowly peasants compared to the high-ranking wolves.

"Carelessly? I never make decisions haphazardly," Logan replied firmly. He gave me a serious look that revealed sadness and a resolve I couldn't understand. I held off on rejecting his offer as I may have misunderstood him. I decided to hear him out.

"This will be a one-year arrangement. You and I will sign a contract. After a year, you will be able to leave and I will compensate you."

I pretended to be interested and asked, "Compensate me? What do I need to do during the contract period?"

"You just need to play the role of Luna for the Night Walker pack and accompany me to important meetings when necessary. We will only pretend to be a couple in public and we don't need to actually mark each other. After the contract expires, I won't interfere with your freedom to find your fated mate. But during the contract period, you must stay loyal to me. There will be no rumors about our relationship being strained or one of us cheating."

"Oh? This sounds like a surefire deal for me," I retorted, my voice laced with sarcasm.

"If you agree and have no questions, we can arrange a time to sign the contract," he proposed, seemingly unaware of the disdain in my tone.

Upon hearing his words, a bitter laugh escaped my lips. "It seems that arrogance is indeed a common problem among the upper echelons of every pack," I remarked, my words dripping with contempt.

He looked at me with confusion, taken aback by my cold response. "Alpha Logan, what makes you think I would readily accept your proposal?" I continued, my voice now laced with a mix of anger and defiance. "Is it because of my lowly status? Or do you think that because you have a noble position, look handsome, and are willing to offer me a large sum of money, I will immediately feel grateful and agree to your proposal?"

A flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes, clearly not expecting my rejection. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that," he stumbled, attempting to backtrack.

"Didn't you think that I would naturally accept your proposal?" I challenged, my voice rising with determination. "Although my situation is difficult, being targeted and excluded by others, I have more dignity than any of you can imagine. I won't sell myself out for money."

After I finished speaking, I reached for the door button, ready to put an end to this conversation. I turned to face Alpha Logan, forcing a fake smile. "Oh, let me make it clear that when I kissed you, it wasn't to get your attention," I declared, my voice tinged with sarcasm. "I don't have such a twisted sense of humor."

"If you feel that being kissed by this 'wolfless' person has caused you emotional harm, and you want compensation, you can contact Luna Sandra of the Silver Bow Pack to request compensation," I added, my words carrying a hint of mischief. Since I couldn't escape punishment today anyway, I didn't mind causing more trouble for Sandra.

As I watched Alpha Logan furrow his brows slightly, I quickly pressed the door button, eager to escape the tense atmosphere. But before I could exit, his Beta stopped me, blocking my path.

It was only at that moment that the gravity of my words hit me, and my palms instantly became coated in a cold sweat from nervousness. However, I mustered the courage to turn my head and meet Alpha Logan's gaze calmly.

"You're not going to kill me just because I rejected you, are you?" I asked the question hanging heavily in the air.

He chuckled lightly, the tension in the air dissipating ever so slightly, as he waved to his Beta, signaling for him to step aside. "Miss Cynthia, my goal was to find an excellent and suitable partner for cooperation," he explained, his voice laced with sincerity. "I didn't mean to insult you. However, I'm sorry that my words offended you."

With those words, I finally stepped out of the car, relief washing over me. But just as I thought the encounter was over, Alpha Logan's voice called out to me, causing me to turn my head in surprise.

"Looking forward to our next meeting, Cynthia Garcia," he said, a note of intrigue in his voice.