No mercy

The next day, Eleanor was brought to the square to face trial. Everybody bayed for her blood.

"What a wicked Luna, to kill the pack's only heir. It was nobody's fault that she hadn't been able to fulfil her responsibility as the pack's Luna! She should have been grateful that the Alpha kept her around even after finding his true mate!"

Eleanor watched numbly as the very people she had lived with all her life, the same people she had served wholeheartedly, threw all sorts of insults at her.

Why did they all so easily believe Mia's accusations? Not even one of them gave her the benefit of the doubt. Was everything she had done for the pack so far not enough to earn her that at least? Just because Mia got pregnant, everyone in the pack chose to believe her!

Eleanor felt as if her throat had been cut off, robbing her of her breath.Since she became Luna, she had put all her energy into making the pack stronger. She often worked late into the night, doing her best.

She knew her inability to conceive was a huge shortcoming on her part. Having an heir was important for the pack since it ensured stability. So she had tried to make up for it in every possible way.

She managed most of the pack's affairs, many which would have naturally been the Alpha's domain. For instance, Thomas didn't like socialising, so it remained up to her to engage with other Alphas from other packs.

Most times, she would have to drink excessively with them to the point of getting sick just so she could form connections and bring back investments to Blackstorm.

She had to act like them, show them that she was one of them even if she was not an Alpha. If she didn't, they would never take her seriously.

While the pack benefited from her sacrifices, her marriage suffered. Thomas thought she was becoming less of a woman. Eventually, he started spending less time at home.

She suffered greatly from it, often waking up in the middle of the night to question whether she had really done something wrong. Yet the pack was her and Thomas's responsibility, so she had to put away her tears during the day and continue working. However, Thomas ignored her more frequently. He changed. He no longer shared the amusing anecdotes he encountered in his daily training. He even stopped requesting her to fulfill his sexual needs. She had worked for it. Having been taught that excessive indulgence in desires was not fitting for a lady, she didn't want Thomas to suffer. So she bought sexy lingerie, even studied various ways to please men. But when she summoned the courage to enter Thomas's room, what did she see?

She saw Mia beneath him! Thomas's cock was thrusting in and out of Mia's vagina, clearly enjoying himself. She should have bitten this bitchy pair in their necks and pulled out their tongues!

But instead, she silently get dressed and continued playing the role of an understanding Luna. She knew that the pack needed an heir, if Mia could provide one.

She had ran away in tears, not able to face him. The mark on her neck hurt so much that she couldn't stand. She had to leave.

Since then, she couldn't fall asleep at night. Every time she closed her eyes, the image of Thomas and Mia having sex would reappear in her mind. The tenderness from Thomas that had once belonged to her was now Mia's.

So she managed to avoid them. When they brought the news of Mia's pregnancy, her joy outweighed her pain because the pack would finally be stable.

"Luna... I'm sorry, I... I couldn't resist the pull of my mate. Alpha told me that for the stability of the pack, I had to bond with him... I understand your anger towards me, but I hope you can accept the life growing inside me..." Mia approached me, using her signature tone of pity.

Mia seemed terrified of Eleanor, but when Eleanor tried to hug her to show her kindness, Thomas immediately stepped between them. He roughly pushed Eleanor away.

"Eleanor, as Luna, you must ensure the safe delivery of our pack's heir. Do you understand?"

Eleanor looked at Thomas in disbelief. Under the gaze of all the pack members, she pushed Thomas away and left. She had to, as she didn't want the pack members to see her tears. No! The Luna couldn't show weakness in front of the pack!

"I thought your anger was temporary, and you would remember your responsibility as a Luna to the pack! But you didn't. Ever since Mia told you about her pregnancy, you've been planning to kill her child!" Thomas's angry voice jerked Eleanor back from her memories.

She gazed at Thomas, his eyes as cold as an iceberg beneath the sea, lacking all warmth and filled with hatred. He had unjustly branded her as a criminal of the pack!

Eleanor laughed, finding it ridiculous for her to have blindly sacrificed to him, to fall fully in love with him. Also, she felt pity for him; he was cheated by Mia.

Thomas frowned at Eleanor's expression. "What's so amusing? Do you feel no guilt? You killed an innocent baby! My heir!"

Listening to his accusation, Eleanor felt even more ridiculous but she wouldn't tell him the truth!

If he didn't believe her, then, she was more willing to bury the truth and let him pay the price for his foolishness!

Eleanor looked down at the angry crowd below and then back at Thomas, keeping her back straight and stating firmly, "I said, I AM INNOCENT!"

"Still as stubborn as a malicious witch," Thomas replied coldly. He marched towards her with his sword in hand. "It seems only death can make you repent."

The crowd erupted in anger, shouting for Eleanor's sentence.

"Alpha, punish this vicious witch!"

"Kill her! Dig out her heart!"

Eleanor could not hear the cries of the crowd. Instead, she numbly watched as Thomas approached her with determination.

His steps steady, without any hesitation, until his sword pierced her heart.

Very precise, it hit her heart swiftly.

Her blood spurted out and splatter on his face.

Until this moment, her tears flowed out. She had been betting that Thomas would spare her life.

The man she had loved faithfully for years was now the one who took her life.

No mercy.

It was that moment that her heart truly broke, shattering to pieces. His betrayal pained her more than anything else, more than the false accusations. He was supposed to be by her side, always. To protect her and encourage her and love her.

All of that was in the past.

The crowd cheered.

Blood dripped down her shirt. She couldn't breathe. It was too painful. Thomas drew the sword back. Blood gushed from the wound.

It was really the end.

Before she went unconscious, she heard someone scream her name. She pulled her eyes from Thomas and towards the voice.

A man was running towards her, having broken through the crowd. He was handsome, she thought. If he was her knight in shining armour, she thought, he was too late.