Alpha Damien's Contracted Luna

••• Victoria's POV •••

Packing House

On our second wedding anniversary, I received a gift from my mate-

a sex tape of him and his lover.

He had her pinned against his office's cherrywood desk, slamming into her from behind. Every moan, every thrust, every whisper coiled around my throat like a vine, choking me. I pressed a hand over my mouth, disbelief flooding me. Tears carved down my cheeks like knives.

The French cuisine on the table reeked of cream, the scent suddenly nauseating. My stomach lurched, bile rising. I flung my hand, ordering the omega servant to dump it all. In that instant, I felt as if I, too, had been served up on a platter-picked over, tasted, and discarded.

My gaze locked on the club's insignia in the top right corner of the screen. As if someone wanted me to see exactly where this happened.

My chest tightened until I couldn't breathe. Suffocation. But suffocation didn't mean drowning. On the contrary-it ignited something inside me. If Elijah didn't respect me, then he would see who I truly was.

Dragging my heavy steps, I got into the car. The image of Elijah's betrayal hung before me like a ghost, impossible to erase. Shock clung to me. How could this even happen?

The bond between me and Elijah wasn't goddess-made. We were chosen mates. Even though my wolf pack was far stronger than the Golden Claw Lions, I still ensured he was the only alpha in our pack. My sacrifice, my devotion, convinced me we could be like true mates-bound soul to soul.

In two years, with my talent for business and strategy, I had led the Golden Claws into becoming the second-largest pack in the nation.

I even made everyone believe Elijah was the true leader.

Though Elijah never once showed me tenderness before the pack, I never doubted him-until his first love returned. The woman in his arms was her. Evelyn. And in that moment, the balloon of fantasy in my heart burst with a pop.

My heart shattered into ten thousand shards. I wiped my tears and stepped into the club.

Evelyn Madden's sickening voice rang out. "Aren't you worried if your wife finds out you're spending your anniversary with me, she'll be upset?" Her hand was on Elijah's dick, and she had the audacity to worry about me.

What a hypocritical bitch! She dumped Elijah, abandoned the pack. And now, hearing he'd grown strong, she dared to reappear.

Why could Elijah forgive the woman who betrayed him so easily?

"You're the one I want. That woman is nothing but a pathetic tool." Elijah's voice was cold as steel, slicing straight into my ears. "She's so damn stupid-give her a scrap of care, and she'll do anything for me."

Evelyn giggled, sickly sweet. "Elijah, you know, when I rejected our bond back then, I thought you'd never forgive me. I'm not the perfect mate."

Elijah crushed her lips with his, whispering with suppressed madness, "Baby, I'm