She was the only daughter of the ruling Alpha, strong, smart, and destined to inherit the pack. But her father, seeing no son to pass the legacy to, struck a deal: she would marry her fated mate—a rising Alpha from a smaller pack—giving him access to her bloodline, her influence, and her loyalty. She helped him rise to power. She fought his battles, funded his armies, and silenced the opposition. She did everything as his Luna—even when the pack looked down on her for being “just a woman.” But once he became Alpha of the united packs, he brought his mistress into their home—the omega she once saved—and announced she was carrying his heir. “You want me to leave? I will. But not before I take back every drop of blood, power, and sacrifice that’s mine.
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Selene’s POV I had been waiting all day. I cleaned every room in the house, even the corners no one ever noticed. I brushed my long silver hair twice, then again, just to keep my hands busy. My heart felt full. Nervous, yes. But full. I hadn’t seen him in seven days. Every time I heard a sound at the door, I rushed to it, only to find nothing. Just the wind. Just silence. So I returned to the kitchen and checked the stew again. He loved stew, especially when I added wild mushrooms. I remembered how he used to smile when I served it, how he would kiss my forehead and say, “No one cooks like you, Selene.” So I made it today, just like that. The table was already set. Two silver plates. Two wine cups. A fresh bottle of moonflower wine. The napkins folded neatly on his side—he liked them that way. I wanted tonight to be warm. I wanted us to feel close again. He’d been so distant lately. Quiet. Cold. But maybe he was just tired. Maybe the weight of being Alpha was too heavy on him. I wanted him to come home, eat, laugh, hold me in his arms like he used to. I wanted to believe everything would be okay again. I heard the front door creak open. My heart jumped. I wiped my hands on my dress and rushed out of the kitchen, already smiling. But then I stopped. He was standing at the door. And he was holding another woman’s hand. Her smile was soft. She was beautiful. Pale hair, big green eyes, a soft voice that used to call me Luna. I knew her. Mira. The omega we rescued from the borderlands. She was the woman I once gave clothes to, food, shelter, even protection when the elders said she was not one of us. I stood by her. I called her sister. She used to say I was her savior. Now she was holding my husband’s hand. He didn’t say hello. He didn’t ask how I was. He just looked at me and said calmly, like he was reading the weather. “She’s pregnant.” The words slammed into me like a storm. I couldn’t speak. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Not even a whisper. I looked at him. Then at her. Then back at him. My fingers trembled. My knees felt weak. The stew… I had to check the stew. I turned away from them, walked back into the kitchen, and lifted the lid off the pot. It had burned. I stood there, staring at the stew. My hands on the edge of the pot. My chest tight. I had spent all day preparing for him. And he came home with her. He walked in with the woman I once saved and said she was carrying his child. I didn’t ask him why. I didn’t ask when. I didn’t ask how he could do this to me. Because part of me already knew. I walked slowly to the living room and sat down on the edge of the chair. My dress rustled beneath me. The silver one he said made me look like a queen. He was standing in front of me, saying something, but I couldn’t hear it. The room was quiet, but my mind was loud. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. “I still love you,” I whispered. “Even now.” He looked surprised. Maybe even confused. I smiled, broken. “If you love her… it’s okay. We can all stay together.” My voice was small. Weak. It didn’t sound like me. “I just want you to be happy, ” I said. “Even if it’s not with me.” Mira looked uncomfortable. She looked away. Maybe she was ashamed. Maybe not. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t tell me to stop. He didn’t say thank you. He didn’t say I’m sorry. I stood up slowly and walked to the window. The sun had started to set. The sky turned orange, then red, like it was bleeding. Just like I was. In my chest. In my soul. Tears dripped down my cheeks. One, then two, then a whole bunch. I didn't wipe them away. I let them flow. My heart hurt like it had shattered into a thousand silent pieces. He had once been mine. But now… he was someone else's. I whirled around and faced him once more. "You know," I breathed, "my father trusted you.” He looked down at the floor. "My father gave you his blessing when no one else would. He saw something in you. When the elders said you were too weak to be Alpha, I stood up for you. I lost my birthright for you. I gave you my name. My title. My everything." I placed a hand over my chest. "I loved you so much that I gave you pieces of myself I'll never get back." I smiled, kind of. It sounded hollow. "Maybe that was my mistake." I looked at Mira again. She didn't even look my way. "You were nothing when I picked you up, " I breathed. “But I believed in you. I fought for you. " "Just a broken wolf with nowhere to turn. "I slept through the night nursing your wounds when you came back from raids. I stood by your side with every council gathering. I let them call me weak, only so that you would not feel inferior” I closed my eyes. "But I was not weak." When I opened them once more, they were filled with tears. "I was in love." He still never said anything. And maybe that hurt the most. Because it meant that none of it mattered. Not the love. Not the memories. Not the promises. He chose her. And I was merely left behind.Chapter 144 – The Weight of Forgiveness (Ronan’s POV)The night was quiet. The moon hung low over the palace, casting a pale silver light across the walls and floors. I stood at the window in my study, my hands pressed against the cool glass, staring out at the packlands below. Everything seemed so calm, so peaceful. Yet inside me, a storm raged—a storm of memories, regrets, and emotions I had been trying to lock away for far too long.I thought of Selene.Her face appeared in my mind unbidden: the way her eyes had looked when Evric had confessed, the shock, the desperation, the panic. I remembered the way my wolf had roared at me, telling me to strike, to demand truth, to punish. But I hadn’t. I had controlled it, for the sake of clarity, for the sake of the pack, and… for her.And yet, that didn’t make it any easier.I could feel the tightness in my chest, the ache in my heart that wouldn’t subside. The betrayal, real or imagined, had cut deep. Every instinct in me wanted to lash ou
Chapter 143 : Ronan’s Resolve (Ronan’s POV)I sat alone in my study, the fire dying low in the hearth, shadows stretching across the walls. My hands rested on the desk, but they felt heavy, weighed down by every thought I couldn’t shake. The truth had come out. Evric had spoken. Selene had tried to deny it. And I… I had felt every stab of betrayal as though it had cut me open from the inside.The anger had come first—sharp, burning, a wildfire that I could barely contain. I had wanted to roar, to punish, to make her feel the fear, the humiliation I’d carried since I heard Evric’s words. But then the anger had collided with something else, something softer but just as fierce: love.I loved her. I had always loved her. I had fought for her, waited for her, lost myself in trying to protect her even when I wasn’t near. And despite everything, I still saw her as the woman who carried my child, who had endured fear and uncertainty and survived.But love was complicated. Love was cruel when
Chapter 142 : The Alpha’s Wrath (Ronan’s POV)I watched Selene’s face as the words spilled from Evric’s trembling mouth. My hands clenched into fists so tight that my nails dug into my palms. Every fiber of my body screamed in fury, in disbelief.She had lied. She had betrayed me. She had crossed a line that no mate, no Luna, should ever cross.And now, seeing her panic, seeing her desperate, calculating eyes trying to twist the truth—it lit a fire inside me that I had never felt before. My wolf growled deep within my chest, a low, dangerous warning that only I could hear.“Selene,” I said, my voice low at first, steady but heavy, like the calm before a storm. “Look at me.”She froze, her breathing ragged. For a moment, I thought she might actually confess, might finally let the truth come out. But then, like I should have expected, she tried to turn it, tried to twist the knife in my chest.“He’s lying,” she spat, voice sharp, eyes flashing with panic and anger. “Evric is lying. He w
Chapter 141Ronan’s POVThe moment Evric’s words spilled out of his mouth, a growl ripped through me. The sound echoed in the walls of the house, low and dangerous, carrying the weight of an Alpha’s fury. He shook under my grip, his wrists bound tightly by the ropes I had tied with my own hands. His scent reeked of fear—sweat, shame, and regret—and it fueled the fire in my chest.“They both like each other. They kissed… did things… but never went further…” His voice trembled as he repeated what I had forced him to admit.The words pierced my chest like claws. I had expected betrayal—my instincts had whispered it for weeks—but hearing it confirmed, hearing that another male’s lips had touched what belonged to me, made the beast in me roar.My gaze snapped to Selene. She stood frozen across the room, her face pale, her eyes wide and shimmering with unshed tears. My mate. My supposed Luna. The one who was supposed to stand beside me through everything.“Is it true?” My voice was gravel,
Chapter 140Ronan’s POVThe packhouse was unusually quiet that evening. Selene had just retired to the other room after one of her endless complaints, leaving me to myself in the sitting hall. I leaned back against the armrest of the chair, my wolf restless under my skin. For days I had sensed something off—something lurking in the shadows of my pack, slipping right under my nose.Then the door creaked.At first, I thought it was one of the servants, but the scent that drifted in made me sit upright immediately. Evric.He entered nervously, muttering curses under his breath. He didn’t notice me—his eyes darted left and right, clearly searching for Selene. His fists were clenched, jaw tight, and the rage rolling off him was so sharp it stirred my wolf.“Selene!” Evric’s voice broke through the silence, filled with accusation and raw emotion. “You think you can just use me and then run back to him? Huh?”I froze where I sat, my body still but my mind racing. Use him? Run back to me? Wha
Chapter 139— Mirella’s POVI had never seen a house so big in my life. When Lucien brought me here, I almost thought he had made a mistake, that maybe he had taken me to the Alpha’s mansion instead. The walls rose high, white stone shining under the moonlight, with tall windows that looked like they had been cut from crystal. The front doors were so wide and carved with wolves running across them that I felt small standing in front of them.“This is home now,” Lucien had said, his voice calm but proud, his golden eyes watching me closely as though my reaction mattered more than anything else.For a while, I was too stunned to answer. I had grown used to Ronan’s house, where shadows and silence always clung to the corners. This place was nothing like that—it was alive, warm, welcoming, even though it felt too big for just two people.But the real change came when the pack began to notice.At first, wolves bowed their heads politely when they saw me beside Lucien. They respected him, so
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