All Chapters of The Loathed Luna: A Sister's Substitute : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

KATARINA“What the hell!”The shriek tore through the room just as I stumbled into my husband’s bedroom, and everything inside my chest collapsed at the sight that welcomed me, my right-hand woman… my friend, in my husband’s bed with the sheets tangled around her bare legs, her hair wild. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe as my organs rushed to my throat. "Wha-wha-t..." My words tripped over each other as I stumbled forward. “What's going on? Why are you here? Why are you in my husband’s bed? WHAT IS THIS?” The answer was obvious as my eyes darted around the room, but I couldn't let myself believe it. Her clothes lay strewn all over the room, undergarments tangled and scattered as though I had walked in after a reunion between two long-lost lovers. My stomach clenched so hard that I thought I might be sick. And her eyes met mine, resentful as they held them, before she burst out laughing, just as cruel and mocking. Spitting coldly, she asked. “What does it look like I’m doing?” Bef

KATARINAHorrified, I grabbed my fallen gown from the floor, clutching the fur to my chest, and bolted past Alexander toward the door.But an arm appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around my waistline. I screamed as I was lifted off my feet and thrown back onto the bed. The impact knocked the breath out of my lungs, and the gown slipped through my fingers.Panic crept up my throat as I scrambled blindly, reaching for anything to cover myself. My fingers closed around a pillow, but a voice bellowed just as I dragged it toward my chest."Stop!"The word echoed behind Alexander, and I froze. Greyson stood behind his brother, his eyes cutting into me with a cold stare that made my blood run sluggish. "Wh-at is this?" My voice shook as it left my lips, but the question dissipated when he crossed the room in three long strides and grabbed my shoulders."This is how it's done," he stated firmly. And the sound of the door closing cut through his words. I glanced over his shoulder to see that

ALEXANDERThe color drained from my brother’s wife’s face so fast it was as if someone had pulled the blood straight from her veins. Her posture stiffened, her breath caught just enough for me to notice, and guilt settled deep in my chest. But I stepped forward anyway. Stopping before her, I lowered my head and brought my fist to my chest in salute before placing the flowers at her feet--white night-blooms braided with silver thread, the traditional offering to a future Luna. Behind me, the hall fell quieter, attention narrowing to this moment, and I straightened and signaled my men.They moved at once, bringing forward the next gift and laying it carefully beside the flowers--jewelry and deeds as symbols of loyalty and protection. They were meant to honor and welcome her. For a moment, it seemed she wasn’t sure what to do, and Cyra leaned to her ear, causing her to momentarily take her eyes off me before looking at me again and nodding in acknowledgement, just as she was expected t

CYRA~MOMENTS EARLIER~I stumbled after Katarina despite her refusal to be followed. Who did the Omega thing she was? I was going to enter that suite whether she wanted me to or not. I had to see it with my own eyes. I wanted to know if Greyson had made a fool of me. But I slowed when I noticed her aunt cut in front of me, skirts swishing purposefully as she followed Katarina down the corridor. I instinctively stood back, feeling a sickening sensation curl in my stomach as I watched Katarina's shoulders cave and collapse into her aunt's arms.My stomach churned with dread as it settled heavily, confirming the fear I had been trying to suppress. I'd seen Alexander leave Greyson's suite earlier, too quickly to have completed his task. And I expected him to return at some point, but he never did. He remained laughing, drinking, and enjoying the ceremony when he was supposed to be inside Greyson's suite, making a child... my child.The sheet was then brought out, clearly stained. And t

KATARINAI glanced to my side and realized Cyra hadn’t returned. For a moment, I wondered where she had gone and whether it was acceptable for her to be away from me for so long. Since the ceremony began, she had been glued to my side, watching me intently, and she had shown no signs of leaving, especially without explicitly saying so.But maybe it was better this way. She had seen me fall apart, and I was already struggling to pretend as it is. Having her gaze constantly burning into the side of my face only made it harder to breathe.My husband hadn’t returned either, and the thought should have unsettled me, but instead, it brought a sense of relief. Just thinking about him shattered something in my chest, and I was still trying to pull myself together when I felt eyes on me.Looking up, I shuddered at the sight of Alexander, who stood across the hall, watching me. He smiled the moment our eyes met, but I couldn’t return it. Something hot and disgusted rose in my chest, sharp eno