Ira gave everything to her marriage— her loyalty, her love, her soul. But on their third wedding anniversary, she witnessed her husband cheating on her with her twin sister, Myra. Suffocated and desperate to break free from this cage, Ira wants only one thing, Freedom, even if it means death. But the Moon Goddess has other plans. When fate places her in the path of Alpha Lucian, the most feared and powerful Alpha in North America, Ira makes a desperate move— she offers him a deal : one year of a contract marriage in exchange for his protection, and in return, she'll disappear from his life forever. Cold, dangerous and impossible to read, Lucian senses something about Ira that he can't ignore. As secrets unravel and sparks ignite, the line between protection and possession begins to blur. And Ira soon realizes...running from one Alpha may have led her straight into the arms of a far more dangerous one. Will she survive this new arrangement— or lose her heart in a deal meant to protect it? Tropes- Mate Betrayal. Contract Marriage. Secret Pregnancy. Kickass Heroine. Mate Vs Chosen Love. Courtroom Drama. Magic elements and Ritual sacrifices.
view moreIRA’s POV
My fingers trembled as I tied the navy-blue silk ribbon around Ares’ gift box, a smile curved onto my lips. Soft and content.
A soft, aching pain bloomed in my stomach. I grabbed the glass of water, brows furrowed, and downed it in one gulp. Unlike what I expected, the pain only intensified like someone was poking needles on my inner lining of muscles. Clenching my stomach with both hands, I sat down at the edge of the bed trying to suppress the sounds of misery and pain.
Not today. Not on our third wedding anniversary. I couldn’t let a mere stomach ache ruin this special day for us. Ares might be coming anytime with my present as he did from the last two years. This is our third anniversary and I am planning to make it the best. I am certain I would succeed with the news I have. Staring down at the gift box, a smile crept on my face despite the pain in my abdomen. Ignoring the pain, I combed my hair, letting the wavy dark locks fall down my shoulders. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn’t help blushing at the thought of what Ares would think of me in this outfit.
I was wearing a two piece red lace lingerie under the red silk robe which ended a little below my thighs. Red was his favorite color. Would that make me his favorite present tonight? The pain sharpened in my stomach, my mouth dried, rough as sandpaper. Sitting on the bed, I clenched my stomach when I felt my wolf whine, softly. “No..” I whispered in disbelief when the memories of the other Luna’s talking about it rushed to my head.
I remembered how during a party, one of Luna had laughed, explaining that she felt extreme pain in her lower belly when her husband was practicing polygamy in secret. It was a joke for her, as if her husband hadn’t deceived her.
But Alpha Ares wouldn’t do that to her. No, he can’t…. Right?
Despite wanting to believe him, my inner wolf screamed at me in pain. It was the sound of a bond– sacred and warm— now breaking, being tainted and turning cold.
I didn’t want to believe it but every passing minute of the pain and the bile rising in my throat didn’t let me think otherwise. Rising to my feet, I forced myself to head over to the Alpha wing, the one he’d slowly made his own– where I no longer felt welcomed. But today, I didn’t care about any of that as I ignored the staff greeting me. My head was clouded with painfully disturbing thoughts.
I paused in front of his door, hearing the voices float through the slightly ajar door. A very familiar scent hit my nostrils when I heard the owner of that scent speak, “Ah, fuck, Ares–” Her words turned into pleasurable moans, feeling like someone poured hot oil into my ears.
My heart thudded against my chest and wolf rumbled in my chest, my knees wobbled as I pushed the door open and saw none other than my twin sister, Myra, sprawled on the bed I had shared with Alpha Ares, with her legs parted open. Naked.
Myra met my eyes — half-lidded, lust-drunk — and smirked. Instead of her, shame engulfed me and bile rose in my throat at the sight of my husband, thrusting in and out of her. “Fucking hell, My–” He paused, following the line of Myra’s vision, he saw me.
My heart leaped to my throat and my knees threatened to give up on me. I wanted all this to be some twisted nightmare but I know it was not. Color drained from his face as he quickly climbed down from the bed and hurriedly wore his boxers before rushing my way.
“Fuck, Ira, this is not what you–” He paused, running a hand through his blonde hair, “I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He said and I wanted to scoff at the absurdness of his statement.
Did he think that sleeping with my twin sister would make me happy?
My gaze travelled to my sister, my own blood and flesh, holding the blanket clutched to her chest, feigning innocence.
“Look at me,” He urged, stepping forward, he tried to reach for my hand but instinctively, I recoiled from his touch. He let his hands fall to his sides,“Damn it, Ira, just listen,” Ares snapped.
“Listen to what?” I mumbled? The energy drained from my body at the horrible sight alone. I looked up at him, my eyes coated with a layer of moisture.
His chest had fresh marks of nails scratching, he still smelled of her and the scent of betrayal and deceit made me nauseous.
“I am so sorry, Ira.” Myra apologised in a voice coated with honey but it only travelled like poison to my ears. “But Alpha Ares was feeling alone. He was so upset and I just wanted to help him—”
I let out a dry humorless laugh, “And, spreading your legs for your sister’s husband was the best help, no?” I snapped.
“Ira!” Ares shouted, pinning me with a glare.
“How could you, Ares?” I snapped at him, tears glistened at the corner of my eyes but I held them back. “For God’s sake, it was our third wedding anniversary today. How could you do this to me?” My voice cracked at the end. My body threatened to collapse but something held me together.
“Now, you are only overreacting,” Ares rolled his eyes, “I admit that you shouldn’t have found out like this. But this is nothing new. You know that the Alphas are allowed to practice polygamy.” He said.
My heart clenched at his words. The man who had taken oath with me under the moonlight, with the blessing of the Moon Goddess, started a new life with me talking about Polygamy.
“With the permission of first Luna,” I reminded him, my face blank of any emotions, tears still fresh in the corner of my eyes.
His jaw clenched at my words, “I am your Alpha, Ira. Not the other way.” He threatened, indirectly asking me to accept his betrayal as normalcy.
“Hmm,” I exhaled, letting silence sharpen the knife. I took a deep breath, mumbling, “That’s right.”
Lifting my chin up, I met his gaze, “In that case, I want a divorce.” I announced, ignoring the way my wolf screamed in agony inside me, needles pierced through my heart and pain blooming in my head.
IRA’S POVI stormed back into the room assigned to me in Alpha Lucian’s mansion. Pushing the door shut, I stood in front of the mirror. My eyes dropped to the faint bruise forming on my wrist where he held me. Where I let him. The aggression and frustration tick like the nerves on the edge of exploding in my head. I caressed the bruise and my fingers halted when I felt the double pulse. I wonder if he realized it too. I wonder if that would have changed anything. But I know the answer as well. It wouldn’t have. If anything, it would have made my and my pup’s child difficult. I took a few calm breaths to compose myself when the door of my room was pushed open and I saw Alpha Lucian standing in the doorway. I met his eyes through the mirror. For a moment, neither of us said anything. We just looked at each other like he could read the storm swirling within me. Then, after a moment, he asked, carefully, “Are you okay?”I turned around, meeting his eyes, I responded. “What do you think
IRA'S POV"Alpha Ares is here for you." The scout informed me and my face paled. It's only been a few days since I have come here. "What?" I murmured in disbelief. "Should I show him the way to your room?" He asked, politely, "No!" I declined, quickly. Taking a deep breath, I composed myself, "Tell him to wait and I'll be there in a few minutes." He nodded and disappeared. Closing the door, I pressed my back against the wood and took deep breaths. I am starting to show. Not much but there is a slightly visible difference in how I used to look before. Though the clothes are loose but with Lucian knowing, I am afraid Ares would too. But I can not refuse to see him either. As long as I haven't divorced him, I must keep things as normal as I can with my cheater husband.When I descended the stairs, I saw the back of his head, sitting in the living room. Taking deep breaths, I walked over to him. His eyes immediately drew to me and he stood up. "How are you, Ira?""Working," I answer
LUCIAN'S POV"I can't believe that Ira's sister would attack her like that," Medina commented, busy in her own world. I tuned her out the moment I saw Ira stepping out of her room, my eyes followed her like a moth drawn to flame. There is something so inexplicably attractive in her which keeps drawing me in. Now, I'd be a fool to admit it out loud but my wolf growls whenever I see her with that fucker husband of hers. It is clear as day that he doesn't deserve her. I wonder how did a beauty with brain ever settled for him in the first place. "Anyways, I am happy that she is staying here for one month." Medina's words pulled me out of my thoughts. I hummed to her and then retired to my room. When I passed by her room, her scent filled my nostrils, driving me nuts. Clenching my fists, I walked past her room. Upon reaching my room, I changed into a loose t-shirt and sweatpants. But before I could hit the bed, a knock appeared on the door. "Lucian!" Medina shouted, confirming her pres
IRA’S POVI woke up in a room which smells of expensive burnt cedarwood and smoked leather and something unfamiliar filled my lungs as I slowly blinked awake. Every muscle in my body ached like I’d been run over, stomped on and stitched together with wire.A fireplace crackled somewhere behind me. Warmth kissed my skin. The fabric of the shirt clung to my skin. Wait…. Shirt? I looked down on myself and realized that I was not in my clothes. The shirt on me does not belong to me. It was oversized, black and smelled familiar, like ashwood and something intoxicating. I sat up too fast, gasping as pain climbed through my side. That’s when my eyes fell on him. Alpha Lucian. Standing tall in the corner, still and strong. “You’re awake,” he said, his voice heavy like stone. I stared at him. Then, at myself. My mouth felt dry. The space felt too intimate for only the two of us to exist despite being vast enough to fit fifty people at once. “Where–”“You’re safe.” He announced and took a
IRA'S POV “Alpha Ares is not happy with you leaving.” Myra commented, standing with her arms crossed over her chest, wearing an unreadable expression.“He doesn’t want his Luna to go and live with another Alpha.” She added, desperately. I dropped my suitcase on the floor and straightened my spine, holding her venomous gaze, “Oh, so now he cares?” I raised a brow, mockingly. Myra rolled her eyes, “He always cared, Ira. You are the one making a big deal out of something so trivial. Alpha Ares can practice polygamy. You know, it’s normal among the Alphas.” The audacity of this woman would make me fucking strangle her one day. The only reason I am trying to keep myself as far away from conflict as possible is because I do not want to risk the health of my pup.I scoffed, “Guess what, Myra? I am not going to sit and be insulted like I mean nothing in the name of something as problematic as polygamy. He doesn’t have my consent for this shit.”“Mind your words, Ira!” She shouted, glaring
LUCIAN'S POVTurned out my cousin, Medina, is a high school friend of the broken and betrayed Luna. Once the party came to an end, Medina, my beta and I were invited for dinner so we could discuss business afterwards. But I am already cursing the minute because the constant whining of Myra about her pup is annoying the fuck out of me. And, like a fool, Ares follows her every command, blindly, like she is the one he vowed to love, cherish and protect. I wonder if Myra has casted a witch spell on the idiot. My eyes gravitated towards the beautiful luna, playing with her food absentmindedly and seeing the look of hurt flash across her I wanted to shake the fucker and knock some sense into his hollow brain. ‘Connection.’ My wolf whispered, ‘I feel a connection.’I tried to ignore the constant nagging of my wolf and how absurd his statement sounds when Luna Ira is already married. “Stop staring at her,” Medina whispered beside me, eyes shining with excitement. I arched an eyebrow, “Ob
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