He Lost His Alpha Status After Turning Me Down Chapter 06

He Lost His Alpha Status After Turning Me Down Chapter 06

I stood outside the ICU door, staring at the sealed 

entrance. I didn’t move. Not a single step. 

At three in the morning, a healer emerged. 

“Surgery was successful, but the patient lost a 

significant amount of blood. Combined with the 

cranial trauma, she still needs close monitoring.” 

I nodded and slid down the wall to the floor. 

Near dawn, footsteps echoed from the far end of 

the corridor. 

Geirolf stood there, his coat streaked with blood, 

exhaustion carved into every line of his face. He walked toward me and stopped. 

“Ulva’s out of danger,” he said quietly. 

I said nothing. 

He crouched down, reached for me. I flinched 

away before his fingers could make contact. “Altalune, about yesterday… I let my temper get out of control. But Ulva really did slit her wrists. There was blood all over the floor. I couldn’t just leave her.” 

I finally lifted my head to look at him. “She slit her wrists because she felt guilty.” 

“Yes.” 

“She felt guilty because she provoked me, and my 

mom fell.” 

He frowned. “That was an accident.” 

“And what about you?” I cut him off. “You pushed my mom. You blocked the healers from treating her first. You gave Ulva every drop of silver wolf blood in the hospital. Were those accidents too?” 

His mouth opened. Nothing came out. 

I stood up and met his eyes, level. “Geirolf, if my mom had died, you’d be a murderer.” 

His face went white. “That’s ridiculous…” 

“Is it?” I smiled. “When she was in the ER, when 

she needed that transfusion to survive, where 

were you? You were holding Ulva. Telling her it 

wasn’t her fault.” 

He seized my wrist. “Altalune, I know you’re angry. 

But Ulva really did do it because of you…” 

“Because of me?” I wrenched my hand free. “Did 

she slit her wrists for my sake, or to steal my 

husband? Has she ever actually felt guilty, or was 

she smirking at me from the shadows the whole 

time?” 

His pupils contracted. “What are you saying?” 

“I’m saying this.” I spoke each word like a nail 

driven into wood. “Ulva slit her wrists today. Tomorrow she’ll jump off a building. Every single 

time something happens to her, you abandon me 

to save her. She knows you’re soft. She knows. 

you’ll always choose her. You two are each other’s 

chosen mates. I never was.” 

His expression cycled through shock, denial, and 

something close to pain. “Don’t misunderstand 

what Ulva and I have. It’s just friendship.” 

“Stop.” I laughed, cold and short. “Geirolf, be 

honest with yourself. Does she really treat you as just a friend?” 

I pulled out my phone and showed him every 

photo Ulva had ever sent me. Intimate snapshots. Suggestive angles. Her and Geirolf, cozy and 

close. 

Each one had once sliced through my heart like a 

blade. 

But now they were simply evidence. 

“We’re done.” I raised my arm, bracing against the 

agony ripping through my very soul. “I, Altalune, 

reject you, Geirolf Voss, as my mate.” 

Lightning cracked through both of us like a whip. 

He staggered backward, eyes wide with disbelief. 

His gaze dropped to my stomach. Panic flooded 

his voice. “What about our pup?” 

I pressed my hand over my belly and laughed. It 

sounded unhinged even to my own ears. “It 

doesn’t matter anymore. None of it matters!” 

“I admit Ulva might have a place in my heart,” 

Geirolf said, his voice cracking. “But don’t punish 

our child for the mistakes between us!” 

I didn’t answer him. I walked toward my office. 

Blood ran down the inside of my leg. 

I told every friend I had that I was no longer Luna 

of Ravenhowl Pack. The shock was unanimous. 

Ravenhowl’s elder, Geirolf’s father, came to see 

1. me. His sincerity was almost painful. 

“Altalune…” Half his hair had gone white. He 

looked like he’d aged a decade overnight. 

I raised my hand to stop him. 

“Elder, if you’re here to beg, don’t bother.” 

His lips trembled. 

“Altalune, I know my son is a disgrace. I know that. 

But you’ve canceled every agreement between 

Ravenhowl and Stormclaw. You’re driving 

Ravenhowl to the brink. We are nothing compared 

to Stormclaw’s strength. How is Ravenhowl 

supposed to survive the winter?” 

I looked at him steadily. 

“Elder, the Luna of Stormclaw Pack nearly died in 

Ravenhowl’s hospital.” 

He went still. 

“Did you know that when she needed a transfusion 

during surgery, your son gave every last unit of 

blood to Ulva? He told me to my face that Ulva’s 

situation was more urgent.” 

The color drained from the elder’s face. “That’s… 

that can’t be true.” 

“Ask him yourself.” I held his gaze. “And after 

do, if Ravenhowl Pack wants to rebuild its 

you 

partnership with Stormclaw, you know what needs 

to happen.”