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My Alpha’s Dying Lie
My Alpha’s Dying Lie
Author: WeeWoo

Chapter 1

Author: WeeWoo
For eight years, Alexander Hale and I had been mates. We’d agreed not to have children.

At least, I’d always thought it was something we both wanted.

Then he was diagnosed with cancer, and he slept with the woman his parents had picked out for him.

That night, he took Celeste Winslow into the bedroom next to ours.

Through the wall, I heard the bed frame slam against the plaster. I heard her moaning, begging him not to hold back, telling him to give her a baby.

Their breathing. Their whispers.

They sounded like two people who’d forgotten anyone else existed.

Alexander was the Alpha of the Hale Pack. Eight years earlier, we’d sealed our mating bond beneath the moon, and the elders had recognized me as his Luna.

His mark lay between my neck and shoulder, binding me to his scent, his heartbeat.

Once, that mark had meant everything to me.

I’d believed that wherever he went, some part of him would always know where he belonged.

But after every night with Celeste, Alexander rushed into the shower and scrubbed his skin until it turned red. Then he slapped himself across the face and dropped to his knees in front of me.

“Claire, I don’t want this,” he’d sob. “My parents are making me give the pack an heir. You’re the only woman I love.”

Eventually, Celeste got pregnant.

Alexander held me and cried so hard he could barely speak.

“I have an heir now, Claire. It’s over. From now on, my body and my soul belong to you. Only you.”

Four years later, I saw Celeste again at the Hale family estate in the Hamptons.

A little boy stood beside her.

Her stomach was round with another baby.

Alexander stepped in front of her, shielding her from me.

“Claire, my parents just want a boy and a girl,” he said quickly. “Once she delivers, I’ll send her to Europe. She’ll leave pack territory, and I’ll never bring her back.”

He lowered his voice, as though that made any of it better.

“You don’t want children. Celeste is having them for you. They’ll have my name, and the pack will raise them. I love you so much, Claire. I just don’t want you to be alone when I’m gone.”

I nodded.

I didn’t cry. I didn’t make a scene.

He had no idea I’d come to share good news.

I was pregnant.

It was too bad this baby would never get the chance to be born.

“Come on, Claire. You’ve always been reasonable,” Alexander said. “It’s Celeste’s birthday. That’s the only reason my parents invited her over. Nothing about this changes your position in the pack.”

He reached for my hand.

A sharp burning pain shot through my mating mark, like a needle driven into my skin.

I pulled away before he could touch me.

Behind him, Celeste clung to his suit sleeve.

On her slender ring finger sat a brilliant blue diamond.

The Heart of the Ocean.

Alexander had promised it to me for our mating anniversary.

When he noticed where I was looking, he awkwardly pulled her hand off his arm.

Celeste leaned around him.

“Mrs. Hale,” she said softly, “your necklace is beautiful.”

Alexander opened his mouth to explain.

I smiled before he could.

Taking off the necklace, I held it out to her.

“It is, isn’t it? They threw it in for free when he bought your ring. Here. You might as well have the matching set.”

Her face flushed.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Hale.” Her voice broke. “I shouldn’t have said anything. Please don’t be mad. You can yell at me, hit me, whatever you want. Just don’t hurt my baby.”

Alexander’s expression hardened immediately.

“Claire, she doesn’t know any better. Why are you picking on her?”

I stared at him.

“It’s a necklace,” he continued. “If you want one, I’ll buy you something better.”

I forced myself to keep smiling, even as pain tightened around my chest.

She was sleeping with my husband, standing in front of me pretending to be the victim.

I hadn’t raised my voice. I hadn’t laid a finger on her.

Somehow, I was still the cruel one.

Alexander’s phone rang.

He squeezed my hand.

“Don’t get upset. We’ll talk when we’re back in Manhattan.”

Then he walked into the hallway to take the call.

Celeste watched him leave. When she turned back, the timid look in her eyes was gone.

One hand resting on her stomach, she stepped toward me.

“It’s my birthday, Mrs. Hale. Alex ordered my favorite chestnut cake.”

She smiled.

“You really should try some.”

At the word chestnut, panic surged through me.

I stepped back.

She grabbed a piece of cake and shoved it into my mouth.
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