Chapter 108 Making His Stance Clear
The former Luna went pale, her lips pressing into a tight line as she immediately fell silent, clearly rattled.
Claire, though visibly shaken herself, tried to maintain her facade. She reached out and gently rubbed the former Luna’s back in a show of concern, but her trembling hands and ice-cold palms betrayed her fear. Even she couldn’t mask the tension coursing through the room.
The former Luna couldn’t even register Claire’s touch—her mind was frozen, her heart hammering wildly in her chest as she stared at her son, realizing just how close she had come to crossing a dangerous line.
She had never seen her son so fiercely protective of anyone—so instinctively defensive, as if Addison were his fated mate. It unsettled her. And that unsettling feeling quickly festered into resentment.
The former Luna’s dislike for Addison only deepened. Zion had publicly disrespected her, his own mother, all for a wolfless girl like Addison. It was humiliating. To her, Addison brought nothing but bad luck. Ever since Addison arrived, the Midnight River Pack had suffered loss after loss. It made no sense... or maybe it didn’t need to. The former Luna didn’t care about logic—only about having someone to blame.
That’s why she favored Claire. To her, Claire was everything Addison wasn’t—graceful, strong, and almost a mother to Zion’s pup. The moment Claire met Zion, the war ended. To the former Luna, that was a sign. She was a little old-fashioned, yes. She believed in omens and fate—or maybe, she simply needed a reason to justify her hatred for Addison. Any woman who wasn’t Addison would do.
Many in the pack believed Claire was Zion’s fated mate, and the former Luna didn’t correct them. But she knew her son better than anyone. Claire wasn’t the one—she could feel it. What puzzled her was why Zion allowed the misunderstanding to persist. Why didn’t he correct them? What was he hiding?
Still, when Addison disappeared, the former Luna stopped caring about pack politics. Without Addison in the picture, things felt settled. Peaceful. Even if it was only on the surface.
The mere thought that her son was still thinking about that jinx, Addison, made the former Luna’s blood pressure spike. But she couldn’t say anything—not after Zion made it painfully clear: Addison was his bottom line.