On the fifth anniversary of our mating vow, I made a pair of rings by hand to surprise my Alpha, Matteo.   But as I approached the balcony, I heard my younger sister, Lucia, ask him a question.   "Matteo, if I could shift fully, would you have chosen me as your Luna five years ago?"   "Yes." Matteo didn't hesitate for a second.   His answer cut like a knife, severing all the love and devotion I'd given him over those five years.   So I hadn't been his choice.   I'd just been a stand-in because Lucia couldn't shift fully.   In that case, I was done being his Luna.