He Killed Me. I Returned as His Stepmother.

Chapter 1

Genny's POV

"I can't believe the day is finally coming, Tristan."

I stopped in my tracks. I recognized that voice anywhere. That was my sister's voice.

What is Ivy doing here? I thought, standing still to listen to what they were saying.

"After how many years of careful plans, we're one step closer ahead," Tristan said. "He can't escape the wedding. It's going to be his deathbed," he added.

Who are they talking about? I thought, stepping closer.

"Your father won't expect him, but it's high time he steps down from his seat. You should be the Alpha now," Ivy said.

I stopped beside the door, my hand already trembling as different thoughts washed over me.

What is Ivy doing here with Tristan so late?

I swallowed hard before staring through the small opening in the door, and my mind went blank.

My sister and Tristan were naked. Tristan buried himself in her body, his hand fondling her breast.

"You understand me so much, my love," he said, before kissing her and thrusting into her.

I shook my head. No, this can't be true. Tristan was supposed to be out of town. He can't possibly be cheating on me with my sister. He loves me. Our wedding is in five days.

"Tristan, Ivy? What's going on here?" I managed to ask, pushing the door open.

They both turned to look at me, shock written across their faces.

"Genny, what are you doing here?" Tristan asked.

What are you doing here, Tristan? I caught you in bed with my sister and you're asking me what I'm doing here.

"I'm supposed to ask you that," I said. "What are you doing here instead of being out of town? Is this the urgent business you needed to attend to, Tristan?" I snapped in anger as tears fell from my eyes.

"Genevieve, I can explain," Tristan said, standing up. Ivy sat on the bed without showing any sign of remorse.

"Can you explain? What do you want to explain to me? The fact that you are in bed fucking my own sister? Tristan, how could you?"

"How long has this been going on?" I asked.

"Since college," Ivy replied.

I stared at her in shock.

"Ivy, you should be ashamed of yourself," I snapped.

"How should I be ashamed of myself? You should be the one ashamed here. Tristan never loved you. I am the one he loves. You are the one forcing him to marry you just because you saved his life years ago. I don't even know if you're the one who planned it," Ivy snapped.

I raised my hand to slap her, but Tristan caught my wrist and growled loudly. "You don't have any right to touch my future Luna," he growled, throwing me backwards. I hit my back against the wall as pain shot through my body.

I quickly looked up as Ivy curled herself around Tristan's arm.

"Future Luna," I muttered in surprise.

"Genevieve, just because I've been quiet doesn't mean you can act however you please. What did you expect? Did you expect I'd marry you and make you Luna of the pack? How can I make a wolfless, useless thing like you the Luna of this pack? Even the elders won't approve of it," Tristan mocked.

"Tristan, you said you loved me," I muttered.

Ivy chuckled. "He doesn't love you. You're the one throwing yourself at him, dear sister."

I stared at Tristan, waiting for an answer.

"The one I love is Ivy, and I plan to make her my Luna," he said. "You're wolfless. You're nothing. You should be grateful that I'm even willing to marry you. That way you can serve us. Besides, no one else would want you."

I stood up and stared at him through tears.

"No one would want me because I am wolfless, Tristan? Did you forget already that I became like this because of you? I lost my wolf trying to protect you. Even after all these years, I've made you stand out among others. I helped you grow your business. I made alliances for you, Tristan. I covered everything for you, and just because I have no wolf, you call me useless?" I said painfully.

"Here she goes again with her pity words," Ivy muttered.

"That's all you were ever good for," Tristan replied. "That's the one reason I kept you by my side."

"Let me get this straight, Genevieve. I don't love you. Just because you saved me doesn't mean I should ruin my life because of you. Do you know the shame I'd go through, making someone like you a Luna?"

I shook my head. No, this can't be happening. The very man who once promised to protect me with everything in him is telling me this, I thought.

"But you see, I don't know what to do with you anymore, because you just found out something you shouldn't have," he said.

I stared at him as he stepped closer.

"Tell me, Genevieve. What did you hear?" he asked.

I stared at him angrily. "You're a madman. I never expected you'd be so crazy as to plan to rebel and take the pack from your father. Do you think he won't find out?" I snapped.

Tristan grabbed my neck tightly. "Of course he won't find out, unless you tell him," he snapped, pushing me away as I held my neck, coughing.

"You just have to pretend you didn't hear anything, and we will continue with the wedding as planned. My father isn't growing old. He's a monster who would probably rule this pack for many more years, and even I might die before him. Of course I can't wait for him to step down, because he doesn't plan on doing that, so don't blame me for planning to kill him. He'll understand. Of course I have no choice. Once I have control over the pack, Ivy here will be my Luna, and then I'll let you have a peaceful life. How's that?" Tristan said.

I chuckled. "You've gone mad. How did I never notice it?"

"I'm assuring you, your plan will never work out," I snapped. "I'm going out of here, and once I do, I'll let everyone know of your betrayal. You've truly gone mad." I made to walk away, but Ivy hit a vase against my head from behind and I fell. I touched my head with my hand before staring at the blood on my fingers.

My eyes grew dizzy.

"I'm sorry, Genevieve, but you can't ruin our perfectly laid plan," Ivy said, as she dropped the flower vase and darkness swallowed me.

Ivy's POV

"Ivy, are you sure about this?" Tristan asked, as he dumped Genevieve's body in the woods.

"We don't have a better option, Tristan. No one can ruin the plan now, and you know it," I snapped.

Tristan nodded before firing two bullets at her.

I nodded softly.

She's gone. She should blame her own bad fate, I thought.