Chapter 3: His Undoing!

**STEPHAN**

I remained still on the bed, my body and mind still reeling from the explosion that just went down.

Sex with my breeder and mistress, Zara was always good, a 10 if I was to rate it, but in an instant, as she shut her eyes and leaned back, the ranking raised to a 100.

It was like I was transported to another zone. Cumming which normally happens after five or six rounds happened within minutes.

As she looked down at me, I froze in shock as my eyes met her crystal green eyes, different from the indifferent and sad blue ones I was used to.

I watched them transition from surprised to shocked as she jumped off me in an instant, pushing me off in the process.

I growled as my arm hit the wooden headboard, my temper rising.

“What the hell is wrong Zara?” I barked, trying to calm the rage that rushed through me.

She leaned against the wall, her eyes on me frightened with a mix of annoyance swirling in them.

She looked around, picking up a discarded gown and throwing it over herself.

I did the same, my eyes not moving from her.

“Zara what is your problem—”

The door was thrown open suddenly, making me sigh wearily as the intruder walked in.

“You made your stupid beta keep me away so you could spend time with this prostitute!” Sofia, my ex-fiancée thundered as she slammed the door heavily behind her.

Zara remained glued to the wall, her eyes darting between Sofia and me. I settled heavily back in my seat, fixing my shoes to ignore Sofia.

Ever since the engagement between us was broken due to her barrenness, she never stopped hounding me.

It wasn't my fault as the elders have stated expressly that if I don't bring forth an heir within a year, the leadership will be taken from me and given to another.

“Get out Sofia!” I growled, picking up my shirt.

“So you can continue destroying our union with this street whore? This no good street urchin? I thought you had great taste, but this is just heartbreaking! How could you do this—do this to us?”

Her voice suddenly broke as tears ran down her cheeks, the classic act she always did to make me feel guilty.

Pity it didn't work anymore.

“You—you made me like this and now you want to get a child through someone else.”

I rolled my eyes at her antics before dropping a bag of coins against the table.

Zara remained in her position, her fingers curled around the hem of her dress.

There was something different about her. Her eyes, apart from the color change, held a hint of determination, anger in them.

Usually, whenever Sofia begins her fits, she'll shrink back in fear, sometimes going down on her knees to beg for forgiveness.

But now, reproach brimmed in her gaze as she watched her antics.

“I didn't do anything to you Sofia. We were engaged and now it's over.

Get out and leave Zara alone.” I remarked in a quiet voice and proceeded to step out of the room.

The tears vanished from her face in an instant and the growling Sofia returned.

“Ohh you're going to prepare to choose another harlot at the Luna choosing ceremony right? I won't let you Stephan.

I am your rightful Luna!”

My fingers hovered around the doorknob, the anger returning with even more intensity than before.

I took in a deep breath, closing my eyes to allow the rage to settle before I did something unforgivable.

“Sofia wait for me outside!” I grabbed her arm and pushed her outside the door, slamming it hard.

I turned to Zara who now had an eager look in her eyes, her features more relaxed.

“What happened earlier?” I questioned, my arms folded across my chest, ignoring the pounding on the door.

“I...I don't know. I think my mind just went blank. She said something about a Luna choosing ceremony,” she replied.

I narrowed my gaze at her before replying.

“Yes. I am expected to choose a Luna today among all the females in this pack.” I answered.

She looked away, twirling her fingers around her dress before gazing back at me.

I could hear her heart thumping nervously and her breath coming out in panicked gasps

“Can I join the ceremony?”

I remained silent, taken aback by the sudden request.

I had earlier asked if she would like to join and she rejected it vehemently, asking me never to bring up such again.

Why would she want to join now?

“You said no when I asked earlier. Why do you want to?”

“It's not fair that I'm just your whore. I want to have a chance also,” she answered.

I smirked, rubbing my chin before slowly nodding.

“You can join if that's what you want,” I answered and turned on my heels.

I stopped in mid-stride as my senses were suddenly assaulted with the sweetest, most mind-numbing scent I have ever known.

I clenched my palms, warning bells of alarm ringing in my head as a tingle spread through my body.

I whipped my gaze to Zara. She was facing the window, her fingers tapping against the sill gently as she muttered to herself.

The smell was coming from her.

No, no, no. This can't be happening!

Maybe it's just a mistake. The effects of having good sex.

I rushed to the door, eager to get away from her before the final confirmation could ring out.

Just as I turned the doorknob and slammed the door heavily behind me, I shivered uncontrollably, my palms slick with sweat as my wolf whispered the one word I dreaded, the word I desperately wished I wouldn't hear till I die.

My undoing and ultimate downfall.

“Mate.”