LOGINSerena's POV
"We're here to see Liliana Rosemary."
Even her name sounded gentle and sweet, it didn't match the conniving image that was her.
My mother-in-law grabbed my arm again leading me from the receptionist counter after we had been told where to find Lillian
My mate's mistress
It was such a putrid thought in my mind. When my mother-in-law Belinda wanted to drag me here my first instinct was to yell at her and command her to leave my presence with my lunar aura if I had to.
But morbid curiosity took over, I allowed her to drag me here while she swung the basket filled with sweets and treats.
Invisible shreds that tightened my chest kept coming when I saw it.
In all the years I have known her she has never done something so thoughtful for me.
Several times I had collapsed from the sheer weight of carrying the pack on my back, she had not so much as given me a generic get well card or even come to see me. In fact she would avoid me as if I carried some horrid contagious plague but when I recovered she was quick to load me back with work making a million excuses why she couldn't be there for me.
She saw me staring and tucked the basket away from my sight, muttering something under her breath.
We reached the wardroom and before entering she glanced back at me.
"Remember Serena's behavior , for now you are still Luna and you should act like it."
For now? I took a sharp breath saving my retort.
She walked in first, "Liliana!" She called out her name with a glee that had never been directed at me.
I came in after, she had Liliana wrapped in her arms and on the other side of the hospital bed was my mate Caden cautioning her.
"Reel it back, Mother, Liliana is still tired."
His mother pouted, "this is my first time meeting her, can't I show her my excitement?"
I was completely forgotten even as I stood in the middle of the room.
Humiliation that was already coursing through my veins intensified when she was the one to acknowledge me first.
"Luna Serena it's nice to finally meet you," her eyes perked with this wicked glint she quickly hid away afterwards, "I'm sorry, this isn't our first time meeting, is it?"
I marched forward, having enough of this disrespect.
I froze in my steps before Cadens stood between us, blocking my view completely but I had seen enough.
"Caden, that girl she-"
He grabbed my arm, herding me out of the ward room before I could finish my sentence. He finally stuck when we were in the waiting lounge and I yanked my arm away.
"Have you lost your mind?" I screamed, "that's a child!"
Under the harsh hospital lights I got a good look at the girl other than the scars I could see on her arms and some on her face. She looked too soft, edges that should have naturally sharpened on her body with age didn't, because she wasn't that age.
We were in our early thirties and he was messing around with a teenager.
His whole body went stiff, dragging his palm over his face like I was the one being impossible.
"She's not a child, she just turned 21," he said in full defense.
I had been running the pack finances for 3 years so the math clicked in my head immediately.
"She was 18 when you met her?" I said
He sighed; "Yes, eighteen and she's mature for a girl her age. She understands how the world works without being frigid and jaded like someone I know,"
His pointed comment hit me like a stab to the chest, all the feelings I had cried out last night were bubbling back up.
"Is that why you betrayed me?" My wolf was crying within me as I spoke, "is that why you threw away everything we had?"
As an Alpha's daughter I always knew that I was more of a pawn than a person, that one day I'd be shipped off to the man with the heaviest pockets.
I managed to dodge and escape for years but at 25 years old my father gave me a choice, either I was mated or disowned.
On my moon shifting anniversary he invited all the eligible bachelors, I wafted past them like a ghost waiting for the night to be over then I locked eyes with him
Caden Thornblood.
Tall, domineering and tactical.
He didn't throw himself all over me like the other men, confident that his energy was enough to reel me in.
He was right.
Before midnight he had me in bed, he was my first and it was a bit awkward but ultimately I chalked it as the best night of my life.
Until every other night became a variation of my first, the only difference was that it got worse.
More pain and less pleasure.
"Serena you are many things but you are not a fool surely you saw this coming, not only where you are incapable of giving me an heir but you couldn't even satisfy me in bed... "He took a deep breath looking directly into my now teary face as he continued.
"It's not like I jumped head first into an affair the moment I left, but Liliana was special I knew from the moment I rescued her from some enemy warriors." He took a long pause, "she is my mate Serena, my fated mate."
My jaw hit the floor, finding your fated mate was a rarity these days. Most people just settled on chosen mates.
I was gobsmacked, unable to and he saw that as an invitation to continue tearing my heart to shreds.
"I tried to resist her, I really did." He said that it was supposed to make me feel better.
"But it had been so long since I had been satisfied in bed. I thought I'd keep her with me to keep my morale up but it became something more," he let out a defeated sigh, "Serena, I'm in love with her.”
Serena’s POVThe medical wing grew quieter after the first full day of enforced rest. The tests had been repeated and confirmed. The physician’s restrictions remained in place, but the panic that had followed the faint on the dais had settled into a watchful routine. Guards rotated at the outer doors. Reports arrived in measured intervals. Alaric spent as many hours in the chamber as the running of the palace allowed, and when he could not stay he left the bond open between us like a second presence in the room.On the second evening he came in after the last of the council summaries and dismissed the remaining attendant with a short look. The door closed. The lamps had been turned low. I was sitting upright against the pillows, the heavy formal gown long since replaced by something simpler, the residual dizziness gone enough that the world no longer tilted when I turned my head.He sat on the edge of the bed without ceremony. For a time neither of us spoke. The bond carried the stead
Serena’s POVThe full confirmation came before the light left the medical chamber windows.The physician returned with the measured calm of a man who had already chosen his words. The tests aligned. Early pregnancy. Weeks rather than months. No sign of the complications that sometimes followed strain or residual toxin. The faint on the dais had been the body’s blunt demand for attention after too many days of treating every symptom as another pressure of the palace.Alaric listened without interruption. When the physician finished and left us alone again, the silence that settled was different from any that had come before. He remained standing at the side of the bed for a long moment, one hand still wrapped around mine, his eyes fixed on some point beyond the far wall as if the future had become a physical space he was required to map.“A child,” he said at last. The words were quiet and testing, as if he needed to hear them in his own voice before they could become real.“Yes,” I an
Serena’s POVSound returned in pieces.First the close, urgent voices above me. Then the scrape of boots on the polished floor of the dais. Then the wider murmur of the great hall as the court reacted to the break in the ceremony. I was lying on the raised surface with the heavy gown still tangled around my legs and Alaric’s hand locked around mine hard enough to hurt. His face was the first clear thing I saw. For the first time since I had known him the fear in it was public, unguarded, and sharp enough that even the nearest stewards had gone still.“Serena.” His voice was low and rough. “Look at me.”“I am here,” I managed. The words came out thin. The heat that had taken my balance still sat behind my eyes, but the worst of the narrowing light had eased.The royal physician pushed through the circle of guards that had closed around the dais. He dropped to his knees on my other side without waiting for formal leave and began his examination with the same efficient calm he had used t
Serena’s POVCoronation day arrived under a sky so clear it felt deliberate.The palace had been transformed overnight. Banners in the deep crimson and black of the Obsidian line hung from every gallery. The great hall had been opened to its full length, the floor polished until the light from the high windows ran across it in long pale sheets. Musicians held the upper galleries. The scent of ceremonial incense and cut greenery filled the approaches. From the outer courts to the inner doors the household moved in the strict order of a day that would be recorded in the archives for as long as the throne stood.I woke before dawn with the bond already carrying Alaric’s focused calm. He had slept little. Neither of us had. The confirmation paperwork had been sealed in the night after the last witnesses signed. The default clause no longer opened a path for Kieran. On the surface the day belonged to the formal acknowledgment of the bond and the completed standing of the treaty. Under the
Serena’s POVAlaric did not wait for the next council session to be formally convened.He issued the royal order overriding every secondary hold on the coronation paperwork before the study lamps had burned much lower. The stewards of ceremonies and the archive clerks were summoned to the private receiving hall within the hour. The petitions that had sat under quiet administrative delay for weeks were placed on the table in front of them with the king’s seal already affixed to the instruction that no further secondary mark would be recognized.“You will advance this sequence under direct royal authority,” Alaric said. His voice carried the cold precision of a man who had finished tolerating the long way around a blade. “Witness requirements are to be met from the senior household and the available council members already inside the capital. The archive seal follows as soon as the witnesses are recorded. There will be no further interval.”The senior steward of ceremonies looked as if
Serena’s POVGale returned from the wine cellar before the afternoon light had shifted across the study floor. He carried two ledgers and a thin sheaf of schedule copies, and the expression on his face told me the anonymous tip had not been empty noise. Alaric cleared the table with one movement of his arm. The ledgers landed in the open space between us with a solid sound that felt heavier than paper and binding had any right to feel.“There is a discrepancy,” Gale said. “And it is not clerical.”He opened the wine cellar ledger first. The pages recorded cask movements, special reserves, and the withdrawals tied to formal household events. Most of the entries were ordinary. One cluster was not. Over the past five weeks a series of small, precise withdrawals had been logged against a reserve that was normally touched only for the highest state ceremonies. The quantities were modest. The timing was not.“Now the coronation schedule,” Gale continued. He laid the steward of ceremonies’ c
Caden's pov I thought she would beg to stay. Yes. Lilliana still had to take the Luna Chambers to begin solidifying her position but I thought Serena would put up a fight, then I'd offer her the basement, a bit of dusting here and there and it would be fine. Instead she decided to be petty. St
Serena's POV Hearing your own mate talk about falling in love with another 'woman' was an out of body experience. But that was the last thing I needed to hear to completely dissolve the rest of my feelings. Instantly I was emptied of all the burning passion I had for him, and I dumped the ashes
"Pup, what pup?!" I roared from within, utterly inflamed eyes shifted between my mate and his mistress. Liliana's face scrunched with pain as she folded over Caden's thigh, in a single breath he scooped her from the bed like she was made of ice. "My moonlight..." He said looking into her face as
Serena's povI bathed myself in another cloud of lavender-his favorite scent. Today my mate, my alpha forever , was coming back home, draped in victory and merits. My wolf swelled with prideSmoothing over the little wrinkles on the bed, a smile played over my lips. For 3 years I have held up the







