Chapter 1

Lena's POV.

I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited.

Too excited.

He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally.

“Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

There she was, bare naked, and her breast being groped by a figure I had known too well. My mate.

“You are so sexy,” he moaned, thrusting his cock deeper inside her.

Tracy caught sight of me, but she didn't flinch; she smirked, a sly grin spreading across her face. “Tell me I taste better than her,” she voiced, biting her lower lip and her body moving with his hands.

“You're better,” he moaned. He hadn't noticed I was in the room watching a scene that broke my heart. My chest felt heavy and my breath caught. How could he? I thought he loved me.

Tears streamed down my face as I dropped the grocery bag and fell on my knees.

Dominic quickly stopped, pulling apart as he stared at me. “Lena,” he mumbled.

“How could you?” I mouthed, weak and shaky. “I thought you loved me,”

Tracy chuckled as she put on her bra top and faked a yawn. “Oh poor sister, you thought you had him for yourself.” She voiced, mimicking a seven-year-old girl. “How selfish of you. Why don't you come, I got a warm hug saved up for you,” she cackled after that.

I turned my attention back to Dominic and slowly shook my head. “Aren't you gonna… s… say anything,” I stuttered, forcing my breath out.

He heaved and ran his hands through his hair. At the very least, I expected him to look apologetic, to spiral and try to make me feel better, but he bluffed and flung his arms on Tracy's shoulder.

“I'll be frank with you, Lena. You're boring. At first I thought you were the one… you know, my mate, but it turns out I was wrong,” he smiled.

Those words stung harder than venom. I couldn't believe he could say that… he could make me feel like a wretch.

Living with my stepsister and my stepmom made life worse, but I thought life was worth living as long as I had him.

But I was wrong.

Life was a karmic death waiting for me.

He pecked Tracy on the cheeks and turned his attention back at me with a hard glare. He clenched his fists and moved closer.

“I, Alpha Dominic, reject you as my mate,”

My heart stopped as he said those words. All I could hear was a sharp ringing tune, a blurry sight, and a dark shadow walking right past me.

He never loved me. He only used me for fun like I was disposable to him.

“Hey! Hey! Heyyyy!” A hard slap suddenly glued my face against the wall. “I'm talking to you, you bitch! How dare you ignore me,” Tracy thundered, her veins bulging on her skin.

My cheeks burned from the hit but I endured it. My heart was in far more pain than I could think of.

“The Alpha is mine, you hear me. He doesn't want an ugly-looking hag like you, he craves something fresh, and I'm glad you can't give it to him as I do.”

Another chuckle echoed behind me. I knew it was her other twin, the dumb one who couldn't make a decision without Tracy.

“I was expecting drama but I didn't expect it to be so heated. What's going on?” She cackled and intentionally stepped on my feet.

I groaned in pain and managed to stand up.

“Alpha finally dumped her for me, and now she's salty,” Tracy spat out. “Brianna, you have to see her face when he rejected her. What a silly goof!” She hissed.

Brianna shrieked excitedly, flashing her hands in the air. “Wow, Lena, you are really done for. You can't keep a man, you lost your mom, and your father couldn't even live long enough to take care of us. You must be bad luck,"

“Shut up!” I growled. “You guys wrecked my life. Why can't you just leave me alone?” I felt a surge of anger flowing in my veins.

They flinched in surprise as I screamed at them, my rage burning hotter by the second. They humiliated me and took everything from me, I couldn't take it anymore. I hated them; my stepsisters were after my life, and I could only sit back and watch them take more steps to my end.

“Watch your tone, ho’,” Tracy fired back.

“Or what? Are you going to rip out my heart coz breaking it isn't enough? You should be ashamed of yourself,” I spat out. “I may have everything taken from me, but I know a basic slut when I see one,” I clipped.

A quick gasp escaped their mouth and then silence followed. We stared for a few seconds, hand clamped and our eyes darted against each other.

Until she threw the first hit. Tracy launched a hard slap on my face and Brianna rushed forward wanting to take part in the fun.

But I wasn't going to sit back anymore. I had lost everything, down to my dignity, and the reason I could only hope to be optimistic.

With a furious look, I gnashed my teeth and launched myself at Tracy. We fell to the ground as I tugged at her hair like a ravaging bull. I was going to show her how rough they had pushed me.

Brianna joined in to help her sister, but I had Tracy in a tight lock and I wasn't going to loosen up even if the world was ending.

Unfortunately, my anger was short-lived. I fell back as a cold and thunderous voice rumbled through the air.

“What in Gaia's sake is happening here?” Her voice cut through my bone line razor sharp blade.

Her heels clicked on the floor, pulling an unnerving cloud of fear with her.

“Lena, you'd better have a perfect explanation, or I'm gonna skin you alive for trying to harm my daughters!” She snapped.