His Broken Vow, Her Bloodstone Heart

After my Alpha slept with someone else, he promised me it was just an accident.

Three months later, he was flaunting the pregnant woman  in my face, trying to force me to accept the child.

But I was already planning my revenge.

"Sophia, I have to tell you something."

Sebastian's voice was heavy, cutting through the celebratory roar of the pack's full moon gathering. He pulled me toward the terrace, away from the dancing and howling pack members.

I watched the hard line of his jaw, and my heart began to hammer against my ribs. "What happened?"

"At the full moon ritual last night," he paused, taking a deep breath. "A rival pack spiked my drink with a Moon Frenzy draught. I lost control."

Moon Frenzy. I’d heard of it—a dark concoction that could make an Alpha completely lose his mind under the full moon, amplifying his most primal, wolfish desires to their absolute peak.

"What does 'lost control' mean?" My voice was calmer than I felt.

"I slept with Elena."

The words were a silver dagger twisting in my chest. Elena—the Omega who was always fawning over Sebastian, the one I never considered a threat.

"It was an accident, Sophia." Sebastian grabbed my hands, his voice urgent. "I was drugged. I didn't even know what I was doing. And I've already used my family's influence to bury it. This stays between us. No one else will ever know."

I looked into his green eyes. There was guilt, fear, and a flicker of something I couldn’t place… relief?

"Are you sure no one else knows?"

"No one," he said, too quickly. "I promise, this won't affect our bond."

I chose to believe him. After all, our mate bond was blessed by the Moon Goddess herself—sacred and unbreakable. One mistake shouldn't destroy everything we had built.

"Okay," I nodded slowly. "We'll pretend it never happened."

Sebastian’s shoulders sagged in relief. He rested his head against my chest. "Thank you, Sophia. I knew you'd understand."

But in the three months that followed, everything changed. Sebastian grew distant, always buried in pack business. The mind link between us grew fainter, as if he were deliberately building a wall between us.

Until that afternoon, when I got the emergency call.

"Luna Sophia, the Alpha's been attacked," his Beta’s panicked voice crackled through the phone. "Mercenaries have surrounded the pack headquarters, and we have casualties."

I raced to the pack's private hospital wing. The hallway was a chaotic mix of antiseptic and blood, with medical staff rushing past in a blur.

"Where's Sebastian?" I demanded, grabbing a passing nurse by the arm.

"VIP room, but—"

I didn't wait for her to finish. I burst through the door, and in that single moment, my world imploded.

Sebastian was sitting by the bed, holding Elena's hand. His other hand was resting gently on the slight swell of her belly.

More than that, I could feel the pup's nascent life force radiating from her womb—and I knew, without a shred of doubt, it was his.

"Sophia!" Sebastian shot to his feet, his face a mask of panic. "How did you—"

"She's pregnant," I said, my voice terrifyingly calm. "Three months."

Elena's eyes fluttered open. She gave me a fleeting, smug smile before instantly twisting her face into a mask of pain.

"It's not what you think," Sebastian explained hurriedly. "Elena was badly injured saving my life. I was using my Alpha power to heal her, our energies mingled and—"

"And what?" I cut him off. "And you slept with her again?"

Suddenly, Elena struggled to sit up before sliding from the bed to kneel weakly on the floor. "Luna Sophia, please forgive me! But the pup... the pup is innocent! He will be the strongest Alpha heir this pack has ever known!"

The strongest Alpha heir. The words were a slow-acting poison seeping into my veins. This was why Sebastian had been pushing me away—because I couldn't give him a strong heir, but she could.

"Sebastian," I looked him straight in the eye. "I'm giving you a choice."

His body tensed. "What choice?"

"Either you banish her from our lands forever," my voice was a blade in the quiet room, "or we sever our bond."