Alpha Mate Loved Omega, I Loved Freedom
My Alpha mate cheated on me with an Omega we had kindly taken in.
Six months ago, at the Pack ceremony, their sex video was projected onto the big screen. I felt the blood drain from my body in a single heartbeat.
I made a scene. Forced Cain to swear in front of the entire Pack Alliance assembly that he would cut ties with Vivienne.
He made his vow. And yes, he came back.
The first time we attended a multi-pack banquet together after our so-called reconciliation, a Luna who'd always had it in for me stepped into my path.
"Wren, what exactly are you so proud of? You threw a fit across the whole pack — catching your mate in the act, making sure every last person saw that video. What kind of Luna makes a spectacle of herself like that?"
"Your Alpha didn't even mark her. And you went nuclear over it? Cain must've done something truly terrible in a past life to end up with a Luna like you."
I turned to Cain. Waiting for him to speak. A denial. A defense. Even a single word.
He lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Something inside my head shattered.
A few days later, I saw Vivienne at the market on the edge of pack territory.
All because she accidentally knocked over a shelf, the shop owner raised his hand to slap her.
Before the slap could land, Cain appeared out of nowhere.
I had never seen Cain use that level of dominance on anyone.
Three years ago, I was attacked by rogue wolves. Nearly died from the injuries. When Cain arrived, his expression was cold and composed.
Today, he nearly lost it — because an Omega got slapped.
Almost in the same second, my phone lit up. An official notification from the Alpha Council filled the screen:
[Luna Wren, the Mate Bond dissolution documents you commissioned have been prepared.]
But why did the usually calm Alpha went crazy after I left?