Alphas Rejection, Supremes Obsession

EVELARA

My husband, Callum, and his first love, Lauren, were having sex in the car when they were attacked by thugs, but my husband was supposed to be at "an important meeting" in the suburbs.

Now, I have been assigned as their therapist, which is absolutely ridiculous. It feels like I'm supposed to hand them the lubricant while my husband cheats.

"Luna." Callum's beta, Kael, suddenly appeared. Even from a distance, I could feel his rapid and nervous breathing.

Kael Dravenhart, Callum's second-in-command, the man I once saw as a brother, turned out to be a snake as well. He knew everything, yet lied to me with that trustworthy smile. Thinking about how long I'd been made a fool of felt like being pierced again by a sword.

"Beta Kael," my nails dug deep into my skin, the pain unbearable. "Thank you, Beta Kael. Knowing that you treat 'family' as a joke is a brand-new form of insult to me."

"No, I don't." His gaze stayed on me for a moment, then he stepped a little closer and gave a slight bow. "Luna, the Alpha needs treatment, and. well, Lauren does too."

I ignored him. I was a therapist now, and I couldn't let my patients wait. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the ward. The scene before me stabbed into me again, filling my stomach with acid.

Callum's left shoulder was wrapped in bandages, but he still carefully let Lauren sit on his lap. The way he looked at her was full of fascination and guilt-an expression I had never received. I accidentally bumped into the table in front of me.

"Eve?" Callum's tone grew stern, his expression darkening with irritation. "What are you doing here? Who allowed you to come in?"

There was no guilt in those golden eyes-only annoyance, as if I were the villain in this budding romance.

Agonizing pain coiled around me like a whirlpool, nearly suffocating me as my vision blurred, but I forced myself not to break. The moment he betrayed me, he chose to ignore my suffering.

I should have been used to it-our marriage was nothing but a transaction. Five years ago, I was an orphan omega wolf who had just been accepted into the pack's medical academy, breaking down because I couldn't afford the tuition. Outside the academy, I met Alpha Callum's father, the former Alpha of the pack. He approached me immediately and proposed a deal. If I married Alpha Callum and bore an heir, I could finish my studies.

An omega cornered to the edge doesn't hesitate for long-it was my only choice. Even though Alpha Callum had been in a coma after being attacked by rogues, he miraculously woke up on the night of our ceremony.

I was shocked and went to ask Callum father why, but he said he simply believed Callum needed a Luna, and he didn't see any reason I would refuse.

Of course, the simpler the better. I