Chapter 3 Outburst

Chapter 3: Outburst

Rwanda's voice echoed through the hall, her disbelief palpable. "How can you choose her?" she shouted, her eyes blazing with anger. "This is outrageous!"

Felicia, standing beside her, felt a mix of emotions but knew she had to speak up. "Alpha," she began, her tone as gentle as possible, "I believe there might be a mistake. I'm just an ordinary pack member. There's no reason for you to choose me as your mate."

Tyrus, the alpha, regarded her with a calm yet unyielding expression. "The moon goddess's vision cannot be mistaken, Felicia," he said firmly.

Felicia turned to look at Rwanda, whose face was still contorted with agitation. In her heart, Felicia knew she couldn't let anything come between them. "Rwanda," she said softly, trying to reach her friend, "please understand. I didn't ask for this."

Rwanda shook her head, her voice trembling. "I know you didn't, Felicia, but this... this changes everything."

"Do you two question my decree and the vision given to me by the moon goddess?" Tyrus's voice cut through the tension like a knife.

The two friends fell silent, unable to find the words to answer. The weight of Tyrus's authority and the divine vision left them speechless.

Turning to Lector, Tyrus commanded, "Prepare Felicia for the bonding ceremony. It will take place under the full moon's light."

Lector nodded and left the room to make the necessary preparations.

Rwanda's hands clenched into fists, and she looked ready to protest again, but Felicia placed a hand on her arm. "Rwanda, please," she whispered, her eyes pleading. "We need to think this through."

"Think this through?" Rwanda almost shouted, her voice raw with emotion. "How can we think anything through when everything is being decided for us?"

Felicia sighed, feeling the weight of her friend's anguish. "I know it's hard to understand, but we need to trust the alpha and the moon goddess. There has to be a reason for this."

"But why you?" Rwanda's voice broke, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Why not someone else?"

"I don't know," Felicia admitted, her own voice wavering. "But we have to trust that this is meant to be. Somehow."

Rwanda took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "I don't want to lose you, Felicia."

"You won't," Felicia assured her, squeezing her arm. "We're best friends, and nothing will change that. Not even this."

Tyrus watched the exchange with a thoughtful expression. "Rwanda, I understand your concerns. But the moon goddess's vision is clear. Felicia is meant to be my mate. We must all accept this and move forward."

Rwanda wiped her eyes, her anger giving way to a deep sadness. "I just hope you're right, Alpha. I hope this is what's best for everyone."

"It will be," Tyrus said with conviction. "The moon goddess has never led us astray."

Felicia and Rwanda exchanged a look, a silent promise passing between them. No matter what happened, they would face it together. The bond of their friendship was stronger than any decree or vision.

As Lector returned to inform Felicia that the preparations were underway, Felicia took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. "Thank you, Lector," she said, trying to sound composed.

Rwanda stepped closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll be there with you, every step of the way."

Felicia smiled, a small, grateful smile. "I know you will. And that makes all the difference."

Together, they walked out of the hall, ready to face whatever the future held, knowing that their friendship would be their guiding light through the darkness of uncertainty.

Felicia had always lived alone since the passing of her father. Her small house, nestled at the edge of the pack's territory, was a place of solitude and quiet. She found comfort in the stillness, the routine of her daily life keeping her grounded.

The night of the pack meeting changed everything. Tyrus's declaration that she was to be his mate and the next Luna sent ripples through the community. Felicia tried to process the news, but it felt surreal, like a dream she couldn't wake from.

The next morning, Felicia was startled awake by a cacophony of voices outside her window. Groggy and confused, she pulled herself out of bed and peered through the curtains. An angry crowd had gathered, their faces contorted with rage and disdain.

"She doesn't deserve to be our Luna!" a voice shouted from the throng.

"Who does she think she is?" another person jeered.

Felicia's heart sank. She had expected some resistance, but the intensity of the hatred shocked her. She closed the curtains, hoping the crowd would disperse, but their protests only grew louder with each passing day. They shouted insults, demanded her resignation, and questioned the alpha's judgment.

Felicia tried to ignore them, going about her daily routines with as much normalcy as she could muster. But the tension weighed heavily on her, and the isolation she once found comforting now felt suffocating.

One afternoon, as she sat by the window reading, a sharp pain seared through her arm. She cried out, dropping the book. Blood trickled down her arm, and she saw a jagged stone on the floor beside her.

"That's enough!" Lector's voice boomed from outside. He had arrived just in time to see the stone thrown. He moved with swift authority, apprehending the perpetrator responsible for harming Felicia. "You will answer for this," he growled, dragging the offender away.

Lector returned to Felicia's side, his eyes filled with concern. "Are you alright?" he asked, gently examining her wound.

Felicia nodded, though tears threatened to spill. "I'll be fine," she said, her voice shaky. "It's just a scratch."

"Still, we can't allow this to continue," Lector said firmly. He turned to the gathered Omegas. "I want 24-hour surveillance on Felicia until the bonding ceremony. No one is to come near her without my explicit permission."

The Omegas nodded, quickly taking their positions around Felicia's house. The crowd began to disperse, grumbling but unwilling to challenge Lector's authority.

As the sun set, Felicia sat in her living room, feeling both protected and imprisoned. The Omegas' presence was a constant reminder of the danger she faced, but she also felt a small measure of relief knowing Lector had her back.

Rwanda arrived later that evening, her face a mask of worry. "I heard what happened," she said, rushing to Felicia's side. "Are you okay?"

Felicia managed a weak smile. "I'm fine, Rwanda. Just shaken up."

"This is all so unfair," Rwanda said, her voice trembling with anger. "You didn't ask for any of this."

"I know," Felicia sighed. "But we have to get through it. Together."

Rwanda nodded, taking Felicia's hand. "We will. I'll be here for you every step of the way."

"Thank you," Felicia whispered, grateful for her friend's unwavering support.