EPISODE 6: BEGGED HER TO STAY

No. Kieran would never feel sad—not over something I said.

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Serra's POV

I stood with my arms crossed as the doctor rushed Mira into the emergency ward.

My eyes were dull, emotionless. Anyone watching might call me heartless—but they didn’t know what she did to me.

I should’ve left already. I should be preparing for my journey—my revenge. But here I was, stuck, waiting for the sister who betrayed me.

I caught Kael staring at me. I glared at him. He was probably still in shock at the new me.

Yeah, I changed overnight. I had cried too much in the past—begging for his attention, his love. But now? My heart was shredded by betrayal.

Our eyes locked again, and I couldn’t help but scoff. What was he thinking? I wanted to know.

Maybe he was planning to get rid of me. Or banish me.

But I couldn’t stop thinking about Mira’s pregnancy. My heart still hurt. I wanted pups—begged that asshole for one. But he always put me off.

He said he had trips to attend, alliances to build... but he gave that gift to my sister.

I wondered how long he had been using me. Since when had he started sleeping with Mira?

It hadn’t even been months since he made me his Luna. Did it start then? Or before?

“Serra, we should leave,” my wolf whispered.

She wasn’t over his betrayal. Neither was I. I didn’t want to be anywhere near him.

I walked past him, heading toward the hospital doors, but his hand gripped my wrist, yanking me back.

“Are you crazy?” he snapped.

I stared at him. I didn’t know why he was acting like this, but I knew I wasn’t crazy.

“Yeah. Why?” I replied, nonchalant.

His eyes darkened, a storm of frustration and confusion brewing in them. I lived for this.

I couldn’t wait to see his expression when I stood side by side with his uncle—rubbing it in his face.

Kael hated his uncle. Ever since we got close, he ranted about how unfit his uncle was to lead a pack—that it should’ve belonged to his dad.

I never agreed, but I kept quiet. To me, his uncle was great.

He took over at eighteen, fought off rogues, led a whole pack. There was something powerful about him. Something Kael hated because it made him feel small.

He despised being compared to him—always crushed under the weight of those expectations.

I kept my mouth shut back then because I loved Kael. I wanted to make him happy. I supported him. 

But that was the biggest mistake of my life. 

I smiled at him, and his eyes fluttered. Did I enchant him? Did he want me now? I smirked to myself and yanked my wrist from his grip.

“Since when?” I asked.

He looked away. Wow—was that guilt? Shame?

I scoffed. He turned his gaze back to me.

“You don’t have a place to go. You’re an orphan. Stay with me—you’ll have a roof over your head,” he said.

His words made me feel like a beggar. Did I look like one? 

“And stay here to do what? Watch you have pups with Mira while I hold the Luna title and never get to have my own?” I snapped.

Gosh, I was such a fool to fall for him.

“Enjoy your Luna and her p***y,” I spat.

The crowd around us froze. Good. Let them hear me loud and clear.

“P***y!” I shouted again.

Shocked expressions. Yeah, they didn’t expect their Luna to act like this. But I wasn’t the scared girl I used to be. I was worse now. 

He tried to shut me up, but just then, the doctor rushed over. I stepped aside, letting the doctor approach.

“Is she okay? Is my mate alright?” Kael asked.

My heart clenched. He had never spoken about me like that. Always indifferent—like I was disposable. 

“The baby is unharmed. It’s the moth—”

I didn’t let him finish. I spun on my heel and walked away.

Part of me wanted to feel happy. But I couldn’t. She insulted me, called me an Omega—when she was one herself. 

I headed to the restroom to clear my head. I turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on my face.

I needed to remind myself: this was all fake. A lie.

I dried my face, but then heard voices coming from the other sink area. Curious, I quietly stepped closer, masking my scent so my wolf wouldn't be detected.

“I really wonder who she is,” the first woman said, applying lipstick. “She had zero emotion as they rushed her sister in. I can’t believe our Alpha chose her to be Luna. Mira is way more fit.” 

“She’s such a sissy. Weak. Doesn’t deserve to be Luna. I heard there was a huge fight at the Alpha’s house yesterday. She probably won’t be Luna much longer,” the second added, laughing.

I clenched my fists. They were mocking me.

I stepped out from my hiding spot. Their faces dropped the second they saw me.

I walked calmly to the sink, turned on the tap, rinsed my hands.

They tried to slip away, but I was faster.

I stretched my leg out. They tripped and hit the floor—hard.

Their horrified gazes locked on mine.

“Who’s weak?” I asked, my voice sharp with fury.

The old me was dead.

This time, I wasn’t letting anyone talk down on me.

This time, I’d disfigure every one of their flawless little faces.