Betrayed by the Alpha's Vow

When I uncovered Brody’s betrayal, I wasn’t shocked. What floored me was that his mistress was his own aunt, Gwendolyn.

I stubbed out my cigarette and said coolly, "How about we dissolve the mate bond, then you can be with her?"

His eyes filled with tears, and he dropped to his knees, swearing they were just close and promising to cut ties with her. I believed him and decided to give him another shot.

That lasted until the pack gathering at his father’s territory, when Gwendolyn walked in carrying a child.

"Alpha Brody, can you really stand to abandon your son and me?"

His grip tightened on my wrist, his face a mix of turmoil and struggle. I forced a smile, peeling his fingers off one by one, and advised calmly, "Go on, nobody’s stopping you from being both uncle and father."

"Lilly, the baby’s cries are breaking my heart. I’ll go check on him first; we’ll sort this out later." And with that, Brody ignored my feelings and, in front of the entire pack, went over to the mother and child. Gwendolyn even secretly pinched the child to make him cry louder.

His father, Alpha Abraham, saw my reaction and quickly covered it with a cautious smile. "Brody’s always been soft-hearted; he can’t stand hearing a baby cry…" His mother, Luna Faye, forced a smile too, "Yes, dear, try not to be upset with him."

Right then, my sister Keilani let out a derisive laugh, raising her voice, "Alpha Abraham, Luna Faye, do you take my sister for a fool?" She shot them a sharp glare before turning to me, "Luna Lilly, the Castro Pack has never been humiliated like this. Let’s not disgrace ourselves further."

As we walked out, whispers surrounded us. "Luna Lilly might be the heiress to the Castro Pack, but even she got betrayed by her mate. No wonder Alpha Brody disappeared for a year; he must’ve been off having a child…" "He’s quite the notorious playboy, even with family. What does this mean for the alliance between the Castro and Nguyen Packs…"

I felt a surreal sense of displacement. Brody, who once refused to accept anyone but me as his mate and insisted on moving to another territory together, suddenly claimed he loved staying close to his pack. I found it odd.

A good friend, a respected Beta from another pack, laughed it off, advising, "He’s young; it’s normal not to want to leave his parents’ territory…" That might be plausible for others, but not for Brody. Like me, he was raised as an heir, cared for by tutors and warriors, traveling the world from a young age to broaden his horizons. Such a person, attached to his home territory?

Before we solidified our mate bond, we aligned our goals. I’d lead the Castro Pack internationally, and he’d legitimize the Nguyen Pack’s businesses. Both packs agreed, and we performed the marking ceremony, planning a grand celebration for the next year.

Just before heading to