Chapter Two: Promised to Another
Faith didn’t sleep that night.
Not because the den was loud — though it was. The howls of wolves celebrating the Moon Ceremony echoed through the pack lands, but her room remained still, small, and suffocating. Her thin mattress offered no comfort. Her skin still burned where David had touched her.
You were meant to be mine.
His voice haunted her.
Her markless neck throbbed with heat she didn’t understand, and deep inside, her wolf stirred again — stronger this time. She pressed her palm to her chest, trying to calm the storm, but it was useless.
By morning, the pack was buzzing.
And it wasn’t about the ceremony.
Whispers flew through the corridors like wildfire: David returned early. The Alpha chose. The wrong mate. The Omega.
When Faith stepped into the mess hall, all heads turned. Silence fell.
She kept her eyes down and moved toward the back — her usual spot, the one where no one would sit beside her. But even there, she could feel the stares, the heat, the judgment. Her hands shook as she held her tray.
“Faith Parker,” a voice called.
She froze mid-step.
The voice belonged to Elder Rurik. Stern. Cold. Pack enforcer.
“You’re wanted in the council chambers. Immediately.”
Her heart dropped.
Faith followed silently, her feet heavy, her breath shallow. As she stepped into the chamber, her world shifted again.
Waiting for her were the elders. And beside them was David — arms folded, jaw clenched, eyes unreadable. His presence was fire and steel.
And next to him, smirking like the devil’s daughter, stood Divine.
Tall, blonde, and powerful. The one everyone expected to be Luna. She wore a red silk dress that clung to every cruel curve. Her eyes locked onto Faith with venom.
“You summoned me?” Faith asked, bowing her head slightly.
“Yes,” said Elder Rurik. “There’s been… confusion.”
Faith’s voice was barely a whisper. “About?”
Rurik cleared his throat. “The mate bond. You’ve been presented at the ceremony without approval. And now there’s… interference.”
Divine stepped forward, her voice dripping honey over poison. “She’s the one promised to Daniel, not David.”
Faith’s stomach twisted.
David didn’t speak.
“She’s an omega,” Divine continued, her smile razor-sharp. “She wasn’t even allowed to participate in the ceremony. So why did you touch her?”
Still, David said nothing.
“She’s weak and unfit,” Divine added. “I’ve been training for years to be Luna.”
“Enough,” David said finally, his voice low but thunderous.
Everyone stilled.
“I touched her because I felt the bond,” he said, his eyes locked on Faith now. “Not with Divine. Not with anyone else. With her.”
Faith’s breath caught.
“You’re breaking the ancient order,” Elder Rurik warned. “She was fated for your brother.”
“Then fate was wrong,” David growled. “Or fate changed.”
A soft knock interrupted the rising tension. The door opened, and in stepped Daniel.
Faith’s heart ached at the sight of him.
Young, kind-eyed, and quiet. Daniel had always treated her gently, even when others ignored her. He looked tired now and conflicted.
“She’s mine,” Daniel said softly, almost pleading. “She’s the one I saw in the moon-dreams. You can’t take her from me.”
David turned to him slowly. “You think you can stop me?”
“She was promised to me, David.”
The Alpha didn’t shout. Didn’t rage.
He simply stepped forward and said, “Then you should have claimed her first.”
Daniel’s face paled.
Faith stood frozen, her hands trembling.
“She has no mark,” Divine said sharply. “She hasn’t been claimed officially. The bond can still be broken.”
David’s gaze slid to Faith.
“Speak,” he ordered.
Faith looked between them all — David, Daniel, Divine, the elders — and realized this wasn’t a conversation.
This was a war.
“I… I don’t know what’s happening,” she said truthfully. “I didn’t ask for this.”
David’s jaw ticked. “You feel it.”
Faith swallowed hard.
She did.
The pull. The fire. The instinct to obey when he commanded.
“Yes,” she whispered. “But I never…”
“She’s confused,” Divine snapped. “She’s weak. She belongs to the wrong bloodline.”
David’s voice dropped into a growl. “Say that again.”
Divine’s smile vanished.
Elder Rurik raised his hands. “Enough! The council will deliberate. Until then, Faith will remain in confinement.”
Faith flinched. “What?”
“You are the cause of unrest. You’ll remain under guard until a decision is made.”
David turned fully, his fury barely contained. “She stays with me.”
“That’s not your decision,” the elder barked.
“She’s mine,” David snarled. “I decide everything about her.”
Faith’s heart stuttered.
Rurik held his ground. “If you disobey the council, Alpha, you may face consequences.”
David took a step forward, but then stilled. The air crackled with tension.
After a long pause, he turned to Faith.
“You’ll stay in the east wing. My guards only. No one else touches her.”
Without waiting for permission, he turned and stormed out.
The council didn’t argue.
Divine’s eyes burned with fury.
Daniel looked broken.
Faith was speechless.
Because somehow, in the space of a night, her quiet life had shattered.
She had been promised to one Alpha — and claimed by another.