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Alpha's Betrayed Luna's Heart

Jamison White sighed, preparing to extract one of Reyna’s wolves. He turned to me, his voice heavy with concern. “Are you certain, King Emiliano?” I nodded firmly, my expression resolute. “Yes.” But as he began the procedure, I suddenly called out, “Wait!” My heart clenched, and for a moment, I thought I might change my mind. But then I forced myself to soften, slipping into the calm demeanor I always wore around my family. “Let me ease Reyna’s pain. I’m her father—I can’t bear to see her suffer.” I glanced at Jamison, my voice steady. “Take only one. Leave the other so she can survive.” Extracting one of her wolves would strip her of any chance to become a Lycan Queen and likely lead to her death. As the Lycan King, I knew the consequences better than anyone.
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Chapter 2

Reyna was dead.

I cried until I felt nothing, numb to the pain.

Emiliano had promised he would return soon.

But I waited in the grand hall of the packhouse, guarding Reyna’s cold, lifeless body for an entire day, and he still didn’t come back.

I pulled out my phone, intending to call him and discuss the dissolution of our mate bond.

But the person who picked up wasn’t Emiliano.

It was Isabella’s daughter, Aisha. She had absorbed Reyna’s wolf, and even at her young age, she carried herself with an air of superiority.

Holding the phone, she looked at me with disdain and demanded,

“Who are you? My father is busy with my mother, making me a rabbit-shaped pendant! He doesn’t have time for you!”

I glanced at Reyna’s body lying on the bed, the irony cutting deep.

Reyna had always loved those little trinkets from the human world. She’d begged Emiliano countless times to bring her one, but he’d only ever smiled coolly and told her she had to prove herself worthy before he’d reward her.

And yet, here he was, making one for someone else’s child.

The difference between love and indifference couldn’t have been clearer.

Before I could respond, Emiliano’s voice came through the phone,

“Aisha, come here. Let me help you strengthen your wolf so you can join me in the royal pack soon, alright?”

Isabella’s playful scolding followed,

“Don’t spoil her so much. She’s too lazy to train, always relying on you to do everything for her.”

Emiliano’s laughter was warm,

“With me around, she doesn’t need to struggle. I’ll make sure neither of you ever suffers.”

The screen showed him holding Aisha in one arm and wrapping the other around Isabella.

My eyes stung, and I forced a bitter smile. What was the point of disturbing him?

He looked happy, content, as if this was who he was meant to be all along.

Two more days passed before Emiliano finally returned from the human territories.

He carried a bag of rare herbs, his expression apologetic.

“I’m sorry, Luna. These were hard to find. It took longer than I expected.”

The Lycan King, unable to locate herbs with his resources? It must have been some special medicine to take three years to procure.

I smiled faintly, not calling him out on the obvious lie.

“Come to the study. There’s something I need to give you.”

I handed him a stack of documents, the dissolution papers I’d obtained from the Lycan Council buried at the bottom.

“The Council sent over some matters while you were away. I’ve reviewed them. Just sign them, and I’ll send them back.”

Without hesitation, he pulled out his seal and stamped each one, smiling as he said,

“You’ve worked hard, Luna. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

My lips twitched as I watched him stamp the dissolution papers.

Soon, you won’t have to worry about that.

Finally, he seemed to remember Reyna and asked,

“By the way, how is Reyna doing? Jamison came to treat her, so she should be recovering well, right?”

If he wanted to hear it, I’d give him the answer he wanted.

“She’s fine. Much better than before.”

He smiled, spinning tales of the future—how he’d take me and Reyna to the human territories, how he’d make her the rabbit-shaped pendant she’d always wanted.

I listened, smiling but silent, offering no response.

When he finished painting this perfect picture, he wrapped an arm around me and tentatively said,

“Luna, I once saved a mother and daughter in the human territories. This time, I saw the girl again—she has incredible potential. But in the human world, she’ll never reach it.”

“I’d like to bring them into the royal pack. Would you agree to that?”

Of course. This was his real purpose.

I should have seen it sooner—every time he showed kindness, there was always a motive behind it.

But I’d been fooled by his sweet lies, lost in the illusion of his affection.

I smiled faintly.

“Of course, Alpha. If that’s what you want, I agree.”

He hugged me tightly, ecstatic, showering me with the same sweet words he’d used in the past.

But my heart was silent, untouched by his charm.

Bringing Isabella and Aisha into the pack? He could give them the entire packhouse for all I cared.

After all, there was nothing left between us.

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