Betrayed by My Fated Alpha

We weren’t arguing about Elodie Bishop for the first time.

Elodie was the new Beta in the Moonstone Pack, appointed by Alpha Jesse himself. She came from a low-ranking pack, and the first time I saw her, her demeanor was timid, her posture submissive, as if she were trying to shrink into the background. Back then, Jesse was the kind of Alpha who respected boundaries. He wouldn’t engage with other females, aside from his mate—me. He preferred male Betas, finding them generally more reliable.

Elodie was late on her first day at the packhouse. She received a stern reprimand, and Jesse demanded to know why. Through tears, she explained that she had to take care of her ailing grandmother in their territory. Jesse was aware of her situation and didn’t press further. But when he returned to our den that evening, he vented to me, “She thinks the pack is a charity. If she needs to look after someone, she should wake up earlier. We’re giving her a rank, and she’s creating chaos.”

I nuzzled him gently, my wolf seeking comfort in his scent. “Come on, she’s young and new to this. Cut her some slack.”

“Honestly, she can’t hold a candle to my Luna.”

I didn’t think much of it at the time. But as days went by, Jesse mentioned Elodie more frequently. It wasn’t just the “she’s clumsy” or “she’s naïve,” but it turned into “sometimes her clumsiness is rather endearing.”

I asked outright, “Do you like her too?”

Jesse chuckled and pulled me close, his Alpha aura wrapping around me like a warm blanket. “Of course not. She just reminds me of you. You, from back in the day.”

When we first met, I was shy and insecure, a low-ranking wolf from a small pack. But over the years, I’ve worked hard to prove myself, rising to become the Luna of the Moonstone Pack. I’m no longer the old Vera. Didn’t Jesse fall for the introverted me all those years ago?

Suddenly, panic set in. I realized Elodie might not be as innocent as she seemed.

I spent a whole day tracking down Elodie’s social media account. It was filled to the brim with posts, every single day. Starting from ten years ago, when Jesse and I first became mates, she’d been updating it non-stop. All were about her secret crush on Jesse.

“Today, Alpha Jesse smiled at me. His mate is such a nuisance.”

“I really like him. When will I be by his side?”

“I’m planning to join the Moonstone Pack; soon I’ll run into him!”

That’s when I remembered during our early days, there was often a young wolf who would come to ask Jesse questions about pack hierarchy. It was her!

After reading her posts, I felt nothing but disgust and deep fear. So, when Jesse returned from patrol that evening, I confronted him.

Jesse barely reacted and even criticized me, “That’s her private matter. By doing this, you’re stomping all over her feelings. Vera, when did you become as petty as other Lunas?”

I stared at him in disbelief. How could he scold me while defending Elodie?

“She likes you. Isn’t that something I should confront?”

“That’s her business. Elodie’s been through a lot, sacrificing just to join the Moonstone Pack.”

His eyes even held a hint of sympathy. I was seething with anger. Many wolves work hard to join the Moonstone Pack. She’s just another hopeful among many. As his Luna, how can I tolerate someone with ulterior motives for my mate staying close to him?

I demanded Jesse demote her. To my shock, Jesse turned on me, “Vera, just because you’re Luna now doesn’t mean you can boss people around. Remember? You used to be like that, and you weren’t even as capable as she is!”

That was the cruelest thing he’d ever said to me. My self-respect, my dignity—he crushed them completely, leaving me humiliated. He knew what I had endured during that time. Now Elodie gets his sympathy, while I fought to be where I am today, drowning my sorrows, spending time in the healer’s den, nearly losing my life.

Looking at the man before me, he seemed like a stranger. I should have demanded a rejection. A mate bond where betrayal begins and a third party intrudes will never survive.

But I was pregnant. Carrying his pup.

Only then did Jesse start to back off. He promised to keep his distance from Elodie. She was shifted to a lower-ranking position. But it lasted only a few months. Until today, when this happened.

I checked Elodie’s social media page. 10:40.

“With you around, I feel so at peace.”

I rushed to the bathroom and vomited until I was empty. He hadn’t severed ties with Elodie at all.