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Zina:
"Congratulations, Luna! You're two weeks pregnant!" The pack doctor who sat across me practically squealed with excitement, and all I could do was blink in disbelief. It felt like she was playing a prank on me. Or was she not?
"Uhh?" I widened my eyes in shock, but she pulled out the pregnancy test and handed it to me. Scanning through it, I gasped- I was pregnant. I was truly pregnant! After two seemingly endless years of hoping, it felt like the moon goddess had finally smiled upon me, proving all my doubts of her despising me, wrong.
"Thank you so so much," I exclaimed with excitement, slipping the report into my bag as I hastily left her office. I was determined to prove Xaden wrong about my supposed barrenness, so I rushed to my car and headed straight to his office.
It was funny that today marked our two-year anniversary, and what better way to celebrate by sharing the news of my pregnancy results with him. Over the past two years, I endured relentless bullying, particularly from his sister and mother, all because I couldn't bear him as a child. Now, armed with this life-changing news, I hoped they'd finally give me the respect I deserved as a Luna.
Speaking of the devil, I collided with Xaden's mother as she exited his building, causing my bag to tumble to the ground. For reasons unknown to me, that woman harbored a deep disdain for my very existence.
"You're so blind and dumb to realize you shouldn't be walking that hastily?I can't fathom what's putting that much joy on your face" She sneered at me when she noticed how bright and happy my face was, but as those words left her mouth, my expression shifted momentarily to a saddened one. Just for that brief moment, though.I was determined not to let her mar my happiness.
"I'm sorry, Mo...ther," I apologized, bowing, but all I received was a loud hiss. Her glare pierced through me, as though I had uttered some unspeakable curse."I'm not and will never be your mother! For two years, you haven't given me a randchild. Do you realize how heart-wrenching that is?"
"I..." A part of me longed to reveal that I was carrying her son's child, the grandchild she had always desired and berated me for not providing. But no, I held back. She would hear the good news from Xaden himself.
She nodded in disappointment, and as she walked away, her next words struck me like a bolt and made me numb for a few minutes. "If you value your well-being, I'd suggest you turn back and steer clear of Xaden's office. You might endure a heartbreak if you do." What in the goddess' name did she mean by that? It was just a joke, right? Right. I decided to brush off her words and dispel the fear she had planted within me during those brief minutes. Bending down, I picked my bag off the ground, straightened out my disheveled clothes, and confidently walked towards the floor where his office was located. Xaden was the Alpha of the Waterfall pack,and as such, juggled pack duties with the numerous companies he had. I was so in love with him that I got married to him two years ago, despite my parents' objections. It was sad that I went against their wishes to marry him. Fueled by deep love, I turned a deaf ear to their warnings and ran far away from my pack and honestly , our life together was warm and comforting until a few months ago when he started growing distant, avoiding conversations and the mutual love we once shared. A part of me speculated that the pack's rumors about me being an incapable and barren Luna had finally taken a toll on him, explaining his changed behavior. But now, with the exciting news of my pregnancy, I couldn't wait to share it with him, hoping to reclaim the love, warmth and closeness we once had. Breathing heavily after climbing numerous staircases, I finally reached his office. I spotted his receptionist and chose to ignore her, knowing she didn't like me, either."Alpha isn't around, ma'am," she jerked up when she saw me,stating with an edgy tone, and I sensed something was amiss. I had seen his car outside, so why was she lying?
"I saw his mom a few minutes ago, and she told me he's in. Why play tricks on me?" Anger etched on my face, and I noticed sweat forming on her forehead.
"It's... just... that... he's..." Her words came out in ragged breaths, but I couldn't endure it so I ignored her and walked directly to his office, my heels clicking on the marble tiles.Reaching for the doorknob, I attempted to open it, only for what I heard next to send my heart racing twice its normal rate.
"I never knew you'd taste so fucking good, Xaden." The unmistakable female voice resonated from Xaden's room. For a moment, it felt like I was in a trance. My Xaden? The voice sounded painfully familiar, and an impending sense of dread gripped me.
"Oh, fuck! Have I told you how sweeter you are than Zina?" Xaden's voice reached my ears, and I found myself frozen in place. Bile rose up my throat, and soon, the office echoed with loud moans and impassioned grunts that I couldn't escape.
My wolf asked me to turn back, in order to keep my pup growing in my womb safe,but I refused. There are risks worth taking,right? I took three deep breaths and flung the door open.What was right before my eyes made my stomach churn. He was on his couch, thrusting into another lady so loudly and intensely, that they didn't even notice my presence,not until my bag left my grip and fell to the ground.
"Shit! What the fuck are you doing here, Zina?" Xaden furrowed his brows in anger as he pulled out, a few drops of sperm littering the floor as he zipped up. The other lady groaned in pleasure, leaving no doubt about how much she had enjoyed it."The question should be, what are you doing with..." I was abruptly cut off when the lady turned her face towards me. A smirk played on her lips, revealing none other than Trina, my best friend – the person I trusted with my entire life.
"Trina?!" I called out, tears welling up at the corners of my eyes. These two had been betraying me? My legs threatened to give way, but I resisted the fall. I couldn't harm my pup and no, I wouldn't let them see me as weak. Not now.
"You didn't tell me Xaden was this... ughh, sweet..." she moaned, and an intense urge to twist her head and pluck her greedy eyes out surged within me.
I turned to Xaden, desperately hoping for remorse, an apology, anything. Instead, his face twisted into something akin to disgust. I watched as his eyes glared daggers,as though I was the one caught in the act. How the fuck could I tell him that I was pregnant? I was carrying his child, yet he was hurting me so much. I had given away two years, two damn years of my life , just to be with him, and build a future together. I sacrificed my medical career in the pursuit of marrying Xaden. Nothing else held significance at that point except him. Despite my father being the Alpha of a prestigious pack, I turned a deaf ear to his warnings and went so far as to run away from my pack to join his, all for the man who captured my heart. And this is the repayment? Cheating on me with my best friend? "Xaden, I..." I muttered, attempting to share the news of my pregnancy, hoping it would spark a realization that he was about to become a father. However, his next words sent a searing pain through my body."You're a slut, Zina. A whore!" he yelled,and I couldn't contain the freely flowing tears and loud sobs. A whore,really? Who had poisoned him with these lies?
He had the audacity to call me that when I just caught him with Trina.
"Stop the pretense,Zina! Here, Have a look." He stormed to his desk, punched something into his phone, and hurled it at me.
I clutched the phone tightly in my palm to avoid it slipping, and as I looked at its contents, my eyes widened in shock, that I gulped so loudly.
POV: JaredThe crimson glow of Xaden's taillights vanished beyond the bend, swallowed whole by the darkness. But his presence lingered thick and suffocating, like the acrid smell of smoke after a fire. My fists curled so tightly my knuckles cracked, but the tremor in my hands betrayed me. I couldn't let Zina see it. Not now.Not after this.She knelt on the damp earth, clutching Asher so fiercely it seemed as if letting go would splinter him into irreparable pieces. The boy's muffled sobs pierced the suffocating silence, each one a blade twisting deeper into my chest. I dropped to one knee beside them, the gravel biting into my skin as I reached out and brushed Zina's shoulder.She flinched hard."Zina." My voice came out hoarse, the strain roughening the edges. "We need to move. Now."She lifted her head, her face pale and streaked with tears. Her bloodshot eyes locked on mine, wild and desperate. "He'll find us, Jared." Her voice cracked, the words barely a whisper. "He always finds
Zina's POVThe cabin door shut behind Jared, leaving me alone with Asher and the deafening silence that seemed to stretch forever. I clutched Asher tighter, my arms wrapped protectively around him as if that could shield him from everything outside. My eyes darted toward the windows, the curtains drawn tightly, but it didn't stop the fear crawling beneath my skin.Jared had promised we were safe here that no one could find us. But the footprints he'd spotted outside told a different story.I kissed Asher's forehead, brushing back the mess of curls stuck to his skin. He stirred slightly, murmuring something in his sleep, but didn't wake. At least one of us could rest.I envied him envied his innocence and belief that Jared and I could protect him. I wanted to believe it, too. But after everything we'd been through, trust didn't come so easily anymore.The fire in the stone hearth crackled softly, but instead of calming me, it only made the shadows dance more wildly across the walls. I
Zina's POVMy gaze drifted toward the window, the curtains half-drawn but still letting in the faint glow of the streetlights. The glass reflected the room around us—the soft glow of the lamps, the shadows dancing along the walls. But for the briefest moment, I thought I saw something else—a flicker of movement outside.The hair on the back of my neck prickled.I froze, my heart stuttering in my chest as I strained to see past the reflection. Nothing. Just the night. Just shadows."What's wrong?" Jared's voice pulled me back, and I turned quickly, forcing a smile."Nothing." I shook my head. "Just my imagination."His eyes lingered on mine, searching. Jared could always tell when something was off. It was one of the things I both loved and hated about him. He saw too much."Zina," he said softly, "don't do that thing where you pretend everything's fine when it's not."I laughed nervously. "I'm not pretending. I swear.""Then why do you look like you just saw a ghost?"I hesitated, uns
POV: Unknown PersonThe night was cold, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones and lingered, but I barely noticed. The wind howled around me, sending leaves skittering across the rooftop, but I stayed still, cloaked in darkness. The only thing that mattered was the scene unfolding through the softly glowing window across the street.I pressed the binoculars closer to my face, my gaze narrowing as I brought them into sharper focus. Inside, Jared and Zina sat together, their faces lit by the golden glow of the room. The way they laughed, their heads tilted toward one another, made my stomach twist. They looked so happy, so at peace.Jared leaned closer to her, whispering something. Whatever he said made her laugh—a full, carefree laugh that filled the space around her. She tilted her head back, exposing the curve of her neck, and I felt a bitter taste rise in my throat. He touched her arm lightly, as if reassuring her of something, and her hand came to rest over his, her fingers l
Zina POV I stare down my body as Jared wraps a fist around his cock and angles it down to drag the blunt head over my clit. It feels dirty and a little bit wrong, and I never want it to stop. Gods, how is this hotter than some of the sex I've had? Is it purely because it's him? I don't have an answer. Not now. Maybe not ever.He waits a beat and then strokes me again, circling my clit just like I did with my fingers earlier. I hold my breath, willing him to do more. It's as if Jared draws the thought right out of my head, because he drags his cock down wetting himself with my desire. Wicked. This is so beyond wicked.It's on the tip of my tongue to beg him to fuck me now, but I bite the words back. No matter how delirious pleasure makes me, I'm still aware enough to know that I've pushed him to his limit tonight. If I try for more, there's every chance he'll push back. That he'll stop the decadent motion of his cock through my folds. Down, and then up to circle my clit, and then bac
Jared POV "Daddy, please."I trailer my tongue down her ear and neck, I could feel her heart pulsing against my lips."Is that all you got? You have to beg me for it." I whispered against her chest.I have no words to describe what I'm feeling now, not with her naked in my home, her tanned skin flush with desire for my touch. I skate my hand over her stomach, hating Xaden and everyone else for making her this stressed out."Daddy." Zina presses back against me, leaning her head against my shoulder, giving herself to me entirely. "Please."As if I could stop now, even if I wanted to. We're on this road to the end together, well past the point of no return. I don't waste any more time. I cup her pussy, and I can't help my growl when I find her wet and wanting. "You enjoy these games. Enjoy being on display."She nods. "Yes daddy, I enjoy it so much."I concentrate on moving slowly, because the alternative is to fall on her like a starving creature and undo all the fragile restraint I'v
POV: ZinaThe kitchen felt quieter than it had moments ago, though the silence was far from comforting. My gaze lingered on the closed door, the echo of Trina's heels against the floor replaying in my mind like a haunting melody. I should have felt victorious—watching her crumble under the weight o
POV: ZinaThe knock at the door wasn't surprising; I'd been expecting a delivery. Asher's new schoolbooks had been delayed for days, and I had spent the morning waiting to sign for them. But when I opened the door, my stomach clenched.Standing there, dressed as though she'd stepped out of a fashio
POV: JaredIt was a quiet morning in the office, the kind where everything felt routine. The hum of my computer filled the room as I worked through an endless string of emails. I liked mornings like this—structured, predictable. But the peace shattered in an instant.The door to my office slammed o
A Mother's Dilemma Zina POV The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, painting the kitchen with a soft glow. I had barely slept, my mind running circles around the storm Xaden had stirred up. His words from last night haunted me: the anger, the betrayal, and his unspoken promise to not







