Alpha's Regret After Killing Our Pup

My Alpha mate Damon had been keeping an Omega mistress, and he even allowed her to birth two half-breed Omega pups.

He thought he had hidden it perfectly, but I had discovered his secret long ago.

I never imagined that the Alpha who once swore to the Moon Goddess that he would protect me with his life would betray me with another woman behind my back.

I cried and threatened him that if he didn't break things off with that woman, I would get rid of their pups and make him regret it for the rest of his life.

But I had done absolutely nothing, their pups disappeared.

Damon cruelly locked me in a silver cage. When the moonlight touched my skin, I would shift uncontrollably.

My massive wolf body was pierced again and again by the spiked silver bars, tearing through flesh and muscle.

He stood there with Serena, looking down at my pathetic state from above.

"Damon, is this what you call loving me? Saying I'm your only Luna?" My hysterical questioning was met with nothing but Damon's cold indifference.

"Aria! Why are you so vicious? Serena has always been kind and never harmed you or the pup. Tell me where my pups with Serena are, and I'll let you go!"

I curled up in agony, my blood pooling on the ground beneath me. If not for the strong life force of our werewolf bloodline, I would have died long ago.

"No... Damon, I didn't do anything to her pups. I was just bluffing..."

In his rage, Damon made the cage contract even more. The spikes drove deeper into my body.

"Do you really think I will still believe you?"

But how could I admit to something I never did?

"I really didn't..."

I struggled to lift my head, only to catch the smug satisfaction in Serena's eyes. "Damon, I don't think she'll talk like this. I'm so worried about our son... A mother always cares most about her own pup... Maybe..."

I couldn't hear her words clearly, but I could see the undisguised malice in her eyes.

"No! Damon! Whatever you want to do, come at me! Don't touch our son! He's your son too..."

Damon's gaze held no warmth as he looked at me. "So what? If you don't hand over my son with Serena today, I'll make sure you and your son die together!"

I struggled desperately, only to see another identical silver cage being carried over beside mine.

Inside lay Lucas, me and Damon’s little pup.

I couldn't imagine what torment my little boy had endured. His clothes were torn to shreds, his white pajamas stained crimson with blood.

Damon lifted my chin with the tip of his shoe. "Well? Still won't talk?"

"I really didn't do anything! Damon! Our son is weak, he can't handle this kind of torture. Please let him go... I'm begging you..."

My pleas only seemed like stubborn defiance to him.

I watched helplessly as the silver cage holding my son grew smaller and smaller, the spikes growing sharper and more deadly.

"Mommy... it hurts..."

My son looked at me with pleading eyes, but I was powerless to help him.

I had only wanted to threaten Damon with that pup, to vent my anger with empty words. I never intended to actually harm anyone.

But now I had doomed my own precious son, my little treasure...

Overwhelming regret crashed over me like a tidal wave.

"The pup has been found! Where?"

A pack member rushed to Damon carrying a blood-covered pup. "In... in Aria's bedroom closet. The little one has always been afraid of the dark, probably fainted from fear..."

I thought that finding the pup would make him release me and my son, but Damon's next words sounded like they came from hell itself.

"Lock them both up! Without my permission, don't let them out!"

"No!"

My helpless cry echoed as I watched their retreating figures disappear into the distance.