My Alpha's Seven-Night Betrayal

The dining hall of the Blue Moon Pack lodge was bustling with activity, the scent of roasted meats and herbs filling the air. I had spent hours preparing the feast, hoping to impress Russell and the Warren brothers. As the future Luna, I wanted to prove myself worthy of my position, even if Russell’s attention had been increasingly distant lately.

“Let’s raise a glass in Gracelynn’s honor,” Jayden Warren suggested, holding up a glass of whiskey. His tone was light, almost teasing, but there was an edge to it that made me uneasy.

Russell, sitting at the head of the table, smirked and joined in. “Come on, Gracelynn. Down it! Drinking with the Warren brothers is a rare opportunity—consider yourself lucky.”

I stared at him, my stomach twisting. “Have you forgotten that I’m allergic to alcohol?” My voice was firm, but I could feel the weight of the room’s attention pressing down on me.

He waved a dismissive hand, his Alpha aura flaring subtly, a reminder of his authority. “Oh, don’t be such a wimp. Just drink it. How often do you hear about someone dying from an allergy? You can just take some medicine after.”

Frustration bubbled up inside me, and I set the glass on the table with a sharp clink. “I’m leaving,” I said, standing to go.

Russell moved faster than I expected, blocking my path with a predatory ease. “What’s this supposed to mean?” His voice was low, a warning growl creeping into it.

Sunny, sitting beside him, clutched his arm, her eyes wide with faux concern. “Let it go, Alpha. Gracelynn has been cold toward me since I showed up. Maybe I should just stop coming, so I don’t ruin the mood.”

The Warren brothers exchanged glances, their expressions uneasy. Leonard, the most level-headed of them, spoke up. “It’s just one drink, no big deal. If she doesn’t want to drink, she shouldn’t have to.”

But Russell wasn’t having it. His patience, thin as it was, snapped. He grabbed the glass and, with his other hand, roughly forced the whiskey down my throat. The liquid burned, and I choked, stumbling back as I gasped for air.

Leonard was on his feet instantly, reaching out to steady me. “Gracelynn, are you okay?”

Russell, unfazed, picked up another glass and shoved it toward my mouth. “Are you trying to humiliate me in front of everyone? Drink this right now!” His Alpha tone was sharp, commanding, and it sent a shiver of fear through me.

Tears streamed down my face as I glared at him, defiance burning in my chest. “No!”

Sunny let out a theatrical gasp, her hand flying to her chest as she clung to Russell. “Alpha, the way Gracelynn looked at me was terrifying. I’ll have nightmares for sure. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought up the drink.”

Russell’s expression softened as he turned to her, his voice soothing. “Don’t worry, Sunny. I’ll stay with you tonight. You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s her who should apologize.”

He grabbed my hair, his grip punishing, and tried to force my head down. “Say sorry to Sunny!”

I resisted, my body trembling with anger and pain. “Russell, I’m your mate! How can you do this to me?”

He slapped me across the face, the sound echoing in the hall. “If you want to be my Luna, you’d better learn to obey, got it?”

A sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen, and the alcohol reaction kicked in; my entire body started itching like crazy. Writhing in discomfort, I curled up on the ground, groaning.

Leonard rushed over, his voice urgent. “She looks really sick. We need to get her to the hospital.”

My consciousness began to fade. Before everything went black, I heard Russell snort, “If you want to take her, go ahead. She’s just putting on an act, and you actually believe her?”

And then everything went dark.