LOGINShare
Chapter 1
Last Updated:
2026-01-07 19:16:30Emily
"Help me!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the hallway as I tumbled down the long staircase. My body hit each step with a sickening thud, pain exploding through me until I crashed at the bottom with a sharp cry. For a moment, the world tilted and blurred into nothing but spinning lights and ringing silence.
Then I felt a stabbing, searing pain deep in my abdomen. It was as though someone had plunged a burning blade through my stomach. I clutched my stomach instinctively, my breath hitching in terror.
“Please…” I gasped, forcing my head up only to see my mother in-law standing at the top of the stairs like she wasn't the one that just pushed me, her lips curved into a smile that made my blood run cold.
"You should be more careful, Emily," she said causally as she walked down the stairs.
I could barely breathe as I pressed my hand against the floor, trying to push myself up, but the pain in my abdomen worsened. A wet warmth began to spread beneath me. I looked down and froze.
Blood was pooling beneath me. My breath came out in short, panicked gasps. "No…"
“Get up!” Matilda yelled as she rushed towards me. "Get up this instant! Don’t you dare stain my floor with your filth! Do you think this house was built for gutter rats like you?"
Her heels clicked sharply as she descended the stairs, her eyes filled with disgust as she stared down at me writhing in pain.
“Please,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Please, someone help me.”
She let out a humorless laugh. “Help you? Oh, Emily the only thing you’ve ever helped is yourself, leeching off my son, pretending to be a Luna when you’re nothing but a barren, good-for-nothing waste of space!”
I squeezed my eyes shut, tears burning down my cheeks. I’d heard those words so many times that they had almost lost their sting.
For five years, this had been my life. The humiliation rituals, the curses and the abuse!
But I had endured. Because I loved Julian. Because I thought one day, somehow, he would love me back.
The sound of footsteps made my heart jolt. I turned my head weakly and saw Julian approaching.
Julian Logan, the perfect man. Head of Logan Group. The one everyone admired.
To the world, he was everything an alpha should be. People envied me, whispered that I must have done something right in a past life to deserve him.
If only they knew the truth.
His kindness never reached home. It stopped right at our doorstep.
His gray eyes swept over me, then moved away just as quickly.
“Julian…” I croaked, reaching out a trembling hand toward him. “Please I need to get to the hospital.”
He didn’t move. Didn’t even flinch. Instead, he walked past me and went straight to the bar.
He poured himself a drink. Calmly. Smoothly. As if I didn’t exist.
My chest tightened painfully. “Julian, please, I..”
“Enough,” he said coldly, setting the glass down with a clink. “You can stop pretending and get the fuck up. I’m not in the mood for your silly dramas today.”
"You heard him,” his mother interrupted “Now get up before I drag you out myself!”
When I couldn’t, she grabbed a fistful of my blouse and yanked. Pain shot through me as she dragged me across the floor toward the door, while all Julian could do was watch.
For Five years, I have worked hard and tirelessly for the Lagon family but all I got in return was hate, humiliation and abuse.
Julian was my childhood crush and then I became his secret pen pal after he lost his father in the last war, but somehow my best friend Ava stole that identity from me.
After her death I still went ahead to marry Julian, hoping that one day he would love me again, and finally see me for who I am. After our marriage, I made sure I secretly made Julian rise to the point of fame.
Now that he is finally stable, he looks at me like trash.
Like I was a dirt scraped off his feet, like my whole existence disgust him.
By some miracle, I managed to get myself to the pack hospital.
"Congratulations Mrs. Emily Lagon, it's just as we suspected, you're 5 weeks pregnant. Although you almost lost the baby due to the fall, you have to be careful next time." The doctor said the moment he walked right into the hospital room.
I placed my palm on my mouth, gasping as tears settled at the base of my eyes. This had to be the best news of my life. Now Julian and his mother will have no choice but to treat me as a Logan and a Luna.
"Mrs Emily, are you alright?' Dr Anna questioned with a gentle touch snapping me out of my thoughts.
I nodded my head and collected the test results from the doctor's hand. Hopefully, this news will change everything and bring my marriage back to life. I was going to give Julian the best news and what he had always wished for.
"I am, doctor, thank you,"
I was just rushing out into the parking lot when I bumped into someone, sending a bag tumbling to the ground.
“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry!” I bent down quickly, gathering the fallen items. “I wasn’t looking where I..”
“My dear…” a soft, trembling voice interrupted.
I froze. That voice…
I looked up, and my heart nearly stopped. Madam Langford. Ava’s grandmother.
Her pale eyes met mine with recognition, though I knew she couldn’t really see me. The old woman suffered from Alzheimer’s, and half the time, she didn’t remember anyone. But now, her gaze softened in a way that made my throat tighten.
“Ava,” she whispered, reaching for my hand. “Oh, my sweet girl… you came back to me.”
My lips parted, but no sound came out. I couldn’t bring myself to correct her. How could I? Her frail face looked so peaceful, so happy.
“Yes,” I said softly. “It’s me.”
Her hand trembled as she reached into her bag and pulled out a small, worn journal. “I’ve kept it for you,” she said, her voice barely audible. “All your letters. The ones you wrote to that poor boy.”
My heart stopped.
I took the journal in trembling hands and flipped it open. My eyes widened as I saw tmmy handwriting.
The letters I wrote to Julian before Ava stole it from me
Tears filled my eyes as I clutched the journal to my chest. “Thank you,” I whispered. “Thank you so much.”
I rushed into the pack house, the still-warm pregnancy test report crumpled in my sweaty palm. My heart pounded, not from running but from the two bold lines that changed everything. Tonight, I would finally have news worth celebrating.
I opened the door, excitement fluttering in my chest, but then my phone buzzed.
I glanced at the screen and froze.
A breaking news alert.
ALPHA Julian FILES FOR DIVORCE FROM HIS CHEATING WIFE.Below the headline was a picture of me in a man’s arms, in a compromising position I had never been in.
My heart stopped. The room spun. I stumbled backward, clutching the wall for balance.
Then my eyes caught an envelope on the table.
I picked it up with trembling hands, tore it open… and when I saw the bold words staring back at me, my breath caught in my throat.
DIVORCE PETITION.
Latest chapter
The Alpha’s Dead Luna Chapter 69
EMILYThe morning felt as though it would never end.The heat was merciless, thick, unmoving, suffocating. Sweat coated my skin in a fine, relentless film, soaking through my clothes until the fabric clung damply to my back and waist. I had refused to braid my hair that morning, still haunted by the memory of Claire’s knife hovering far too close to it the night before. I would not give her such easy access again.But by midday I could not bear the heavy mass tumbling down my back. It felt like a blanket thrown over me. With a frustrated sigh, I twisted it up and pinned it into a coil atop my head, my arms trembling from more than just the effort.I had rolled tortillas until my shoulders burned and my wrists ached. I had chopped vegetables until the blade slipped and nicked my thumb, drawing a bright bead of blood that stung in the heat. I had baked bread until my face flushed crimson from standing too long before the oven’s blazing mouth.I was hot. I was exhausted.And I was no lon
The Alpha’s Dead Luna Chapter 68
EMILYThe door burst open and slammed against the wall so hard the sound cracked through my sleep like a gunshot.I jerked upright, my heart racing, the last threads of a dream snapping away. Morning light flooded the room in a blinding stream, pouring through the narrow window and laying gold across the rumpled bed. For one wild second I thought Julian had come storming in, temper blazing.Instead, I realized, with mortifying clarity, that I was wearing nothing but my drawers. The heat had been suffocating through the night, thick and wet, clinging to my skin like a second layer. I snatched the sheet to my throat, clutching it tight as if it were armor.Claire stood framed in the doorway.She was dressed as though she were stepping into a fiesta instead of a kitchen, she wore flaming red blouse, black skirt, and another flash of gold beneath it that caught the sun when she shifted. Pink combs speared through her dark hair like tiny weapons.“Get up!”I blinked at her, still dazed. “P
The Alpha’s Dead Luna Chapter 67
ALESSANDRO We took over the entire saloon in the south town and turned it into our headquarters.Fredrick had been paid handsomely for the inconvenience, more than handsomely and after pocketing the money, he made himself scarce. I hadn’t seen him since. Three days earlier, after we found the lame horse and the three bodies sprawled along the narrow trail that climbed into the mountains, we made the decision to stay.The scene had told its own story.The killer had positioned himself high among the boulders on the plateau overlooking the trail. From that vantage point, he had ambushed the bandits as they rode unsuspecting below. It was efficient. Ruthless. Intelligent.We couldn’t say with absolute certainty that it was Julian, but Emily and he had come this way. We knew that from the stolen horse we’d recovered earlier. It could very well have been him. And if it was, then he was proving to be far more cunning than I had given him credit for.After that, it had taken us hours to fin
The Alpha’s Dead Luna Chapter 66
EMILY I hadn't heard a single sound in the godforsaken night, so when he touched me shoulder, I jumped with а loud сrу."I didn't mean to frighten you," Julian said.It was one of the blackest nights I had ever experi-enced, the sky heavy and dark, unlit by any stars, with the giant rock walls of the valley leaning in on them, somehow making the night even darker. Yet in the murky blackness it was impossible to decide where the sky ended and the cliffs began, and I had finally gotten the fantastic impression that the two had merged and were hovering over me like a low, overburdened ceiling, threatening to cave Julian was a relief because he was real and human, yet he was the last person I wanted to be with, too. I could barely make out his form, much less his expression. Only his teeth, glimmering brightly when he spoke, and the sheen of his eyes. I stepped back. He was like an apparition, adding to the unreality I had been experiencing. He was my own private demon come to taunt me.
The Alpha’s Dead Luna Chapter 65
EMILY It seemed to me that I had been sitting on that narrow bed forever, my knees drawn up, my arms wrapped tightly around them as if I could hold myself together by sheer force. My hair had long since dried. Outside, the sun was sinking, slipping away beyond sight.At some point, I had stopped trying to untangle my thoughts. They had become too tortured, too confused, knotted tighter than my braid. Not thinking was a relief. So I sat with my back against the wall, facing the bolted door, emptied out, exhausted in a way that went far beyond sore muscles and bruised skin. I felt like a shell of myself.I turned my head to watch the sunset through the open window, craving even that small comfort. But I could not see it. Of course I could not. The monstrous yellow walls of this dreadful valley swallowed everything, monopolizing the view. The light dimmed rapidly anyway. Soon it would be night.Then the smell reached me.Rich, spicy stew. Fresh tortillas frying. The scent drifted throug
The Alpha’s Dead Luna Chapter 64
EMILY A heavy wooden table stood on the far side of the room, benches flanking it and a single chair at its head. It, too, was crowded with dirty dishes and glasses.Voices drifted from what must have been the kitchen. I followed them and paused in the doorway.Claire and a large, older woman bustled about, clearly preparing a meal. Vegetables, flour, meat, pots, pans and everything was spread across counters and a rough worktable that dominated the room.They both stopped to stare at me.I let them look. I lifted my chin and affected an indifference I did not feel. I could smell myself. I could imagine the grime on my face. The older woman smiled faintly and returned to her work.Claire did not.I watched her rage bloom like a poisonous flower. She gripped a cleaver and brought it down on the table with a violent crack. I jumped despite myself.This woman is capable of hurting her enemies, I thought. And you are her enemy.“Julian said you would give me clothes,” I said coolly. “And
You may also like
Mated in the Shadow of My Sister
Lady Gwen1.3M viewsSinful Temptation
KATHLEEN HAYAT474.7K viewsP.S. You're My Mate
Kylie. G938.5K viewsRejected By My Mate
LorreignneScarr1.4M viewsMated To My Beta Stepbrother
Jessy writes 313 viewsFATED TABOOS: A Spicy Werewolf Erotica Collection
Sally0219 viewsHIS BIGGEST MISTAKE
Josh OA2.5K viewsShe Who Devoured The Moon
Ella Mahmud 214 views
