Chapter 3
My heart felt like it had been plunged into an Arctic winter.
I stared at the phone screen, the words swimming before my eyes.
["I returned because of a job transfer and ran into him at a dinner with colleagues. The feelings I thought were long buried came rushing back with overwhelming force.
After the dinner, he sought me out and led me to a lounge. He confessed that in the two years we’ve been apart, not a day has gone by without him thinking of me. I tried desperately to hold back my tears, but they flowed uncontrollably.
In the dimly lit room, he pulled me into his arms with an intense urgency. His lips met mine with a feverish desperation, each kiss heavy with a longing that was almost too much to bear.
That night, we shared a passionate and unforgettable evening at the hotel."]
I read every detail of my mate and his mistress's encounter, a gut-wrenching wave of nausea and cold dread settling in my stomach. The mate bond between us, once strong and unbreakable, now felt like a frayed thread, threatening to snap under the weight of his betrayal.
After saving screenshots of all the posts, I called Alpha Edison on the mind link. As soon as it connected, a brief look of panic flashed in his eyes.
He hurriedly adjusted the camera angle, but I still caught sight of the disheveled clothes and incriminating items behind him.
"Hey, babe, do you miss me?" he said, trying to sound casual, though his voice lacked the usual commanding Alpha tone he reserved for the pack.
I made an effort to keep my voice steady, though my wolf growled in the back of my mind, urging me to confront him.
"Darling, you seem jumpy. Is there someone there with you?"
He chuckled awkwardly, "Oh, you’re just teasing, love. See, there’s nobody here." He slowly panned the phone around, but the faint scent of another werewolf lingered in the air, detectable even through the screen.
Then, I heard a muffled sound in the background. The image on the screen showed nothing out of the ordinary, but I could vividly imagine the Omega teasing him, her submissive nature only adding to the thrill of their illicit affair.
In her post, she revealed, ["Whenever his Luna calls, he keeps my head down, finding the thrill irresistible."]
Alpha Edison's face reddened as he tried to keep his cool, saying, "I’ve got to wake up early for a training session tomorrow, so let's chat later."
Before I could say anything, he abruptly ended the mind link.
As the screen faded, so did the light in my heart. The mate bond, once a source of strength and connection, now felt like a chain binding me to a man who no longer deserved my loyalty.
My pup's cries came from the crib beside me, echoing my own deep-seated sadness and helplessness. I held Lian tightly, our tears mingling together, my wolf whimpering softly in the back of my mind, urging me to protect our young.
Three days ago, Alpha Edison told me he had a chance to learn something valuable at the pack’s culinary division and needed to travel to the Alps for a few days. Although it annoyed me somewhat, I understood it was essential for his role as a former Alpha, even if he had lost his title.
But the reality was he had left me, his postpartum Luna, to take his mistress out for spiced honey cake, a cruel mockery of the life we had built together.
Now, all of it felt like the most ridiculous lie imaginable, a betrayal that cut deeper than any wound I had ever endured. The pack’s hierarchy, once a source of pride, now felt like a prison, trapping me in a life where I was no longer valued as I once had been.
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