Mermaid's Plan for Revenge

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The ballroom of the Hamilton Pack House was suffocating, despite the grand double doors thrown open to the cool night air. Crystal chandeliers dripped light onto the polished floors, illuminating the sea of wolves dressed in their finest silks and suits. They were here to celebrate the one-year anniversary of the alliance between the Hamiltons and the Hunters—and, unofficially, to whisper about the heir growing inside me. I rested a hand on the swell of my belly, wincing as a sharp kick radiated against my ribs. My ankles were swollen in these ridiculous heels, and my back ached with a dull, persistent throb. But as the Luna of the Hunter Moon Pack and the daughter of Alpha Hamilton, I had a role to play. I had to be the glowing, happy wife. "Where are you, Lucas?" I murmured, scanning the crowd. My eyes snagged on my father, Alpha Hamilton, laughing too loudly near the buffet. He held a glass of champagne in one hand, his other resting possessively on the lower back of a woman whose face I couldn't quite see.

Everyone in the Silver Crescent Pack knew. Everett Myers, our Alpha, was completely devoted to Maggie Crawford, the young Omega he had mentored over the years. As for me, his Luna and mate, I was merely a facade. At what should have been the ninth anniversary celebration of our mate bond, the screen intended to show our marking ceremony photos instead displayed moments of Everett's joyful times with Maggie over the years—their first time holding hands, their first kiss... In the final sequence, Maggie appeared, scantily dressed, her eyes glistening with tears, like a fragile lily swaying in the breeze. "Alpha, I'm sorry. I can't forget you, and I can't watch you stay with someone you don’t love." "I've taken something to, you know, make myself need you... If you're not here by midnight..." The video hadn’t finished playing when Everett, usually so composed, shifted into his wolf form and raced out of the venue like he had lost his mind, just as he had done on previous occasions, leaving me alone in the grand pack hall. The whispers of the pack members buzzed around me, their pity and judgment palpable. They were all betting on when our tenth ceremony would be.

The monthly pack meeting hall buzzed with an energy I hadn't felt in months. Werewolves filled every seat, their conversations creating a low hum that seemed to vibrate through my bones. I sat in my designated chair beside Jackson's empty Alpha seat, my hands folded carefully in my lap, maintaining the composure my royal upbringing had drilled into me. Luna Mendoza rose from her place at the front table, her graying hair pulled back in its usual severe bun. The room fell silent immediately—her authority as the former Luna still commanded respect, even if mine had long since withered away. "Pack members of Silver Creek," she began, her voice carrying the formal weight of tradition. "Tonight, we address the future of our bloodline." My chest tightened. I knew that tone, had heard it in countless conversations where my name was whispered with disappointment. Where my failure as a Luna was dissected like a carcass. "As you all know, our pack has faced...

"Werewolves are just a fantasy. They can't exist in the real world. You don't have to say such absurd things just to claim my son as yours. Alpha, my ass!" -- Noreen. "You left me speechless, miss, and therefore you must take responsibility. I couldn't have sex with anyone after that night you marked me. Now, be my Luna, and I'll give you the world. Besides, even without a DNA test, he's definitely my son. He has a strong Alpha aura." -- Alpha Thiery. "He's my heir, the next Alpha of my pack!" Noreen Winchester never imagined that her reckless, unprotected sex with a mysterious, charming man, on the night her ex-boyfriend married her cousin, would transport her to a world she had previously only considered a fantasy. That one-night stand caused Alpha Thiery to lose all sexual desire after a beautiful, sexy woman bit his mark gland during a wild night at his uncle's bar three years ago. His inner wolf claimed that the woman, whose name he didn't even know, was his mate. But the woman was a mere human, and it was impossible for him to have Luna, a mere human. Then, after many years, the woman appeared before him again, with a boy who was every bit like himself. The problem was, the woman was not only a mere human, but also incredibly stubborn, believing that anything related to werewolves, vampires, witches, and all supernatural creatures existed only in children's fantasy tales. Alpha Thiery had to prove that he was a real being, not just a fairy tale creature. More than that, the child she bore was his flesh and blood, the next Alpha of his pack, and he had to have him. necessary, with her, too. Even if she was only a mere human.

The antiseptic smell of the pack clinic burned my nostrils as I paced the waiting room. My sister had been in with Nova for over an hour now—far longer than a routine examination should take. "Adelina?" My sister's voice cracked as she emerged from the examination room, her eyes red-rimmed and cheeks stained with tears. "Can we go?" Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. "What happened?" I asked, guiding her quickly toward the exit. "She—" My sister's voice faltered. "The examination was... strange. She kept asking personal questions and taking pictures of...