REBORN OF THE VENGEFUL LUNA

OLIVIA

I stood at the door in shock while watching my mate slowly ease himself in and out of my Best friend, his hand over her mouth, her eye balls rolling upwards as she held in her lewd moans as she took him all him, sprawling her hands over the bed with her legs parted over the ground.

My pupils dilated as I watched the two people who had stood behind me through my trials, fails and temptations. The two people who had supported me when I had challenged my evil uncle, the previous Beta, who had tried to take my late father's former position as Alpha when he died.

Bianca, my best friend had been the one who introduced Michael to me as a friend of hers, and surprisingly we discovered we were mates.

Everything was going fine, too well even. Bianca was happy for us, Michael and I were deeply in love with each other, and just the other day, Michael was pronounced Alpha after which we had mated last night.

I had urged him to complete the mate ritual by marking and claiming me as his, but he proclaimed he was tired, so I had let him rest, but no... That wasn't why he was tired. He wasn't even tired. He just didn't want to mark me.

How did I know?

There was a freaking mate mark looming on the space between Bianca's shoulder and neck, and I could feel my wolf surfacing, its canines snapping as it urged me to shift and rip them into shreds. Seeing my mate so close to another womam was heart breaking, but fucking my best friend was unforgiveable.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched my best friend and my mate commiting an abomination on our matrimonial bed. I love Micheal. He was my life. He and Bianca was all I had, and the two of them were spitting back at my face this way.

They probably thought I was still out. I had invited Bianca in today to celebrate her new Alpha and Luma of the pack, and when she had arrived, I had gone out to get some alcohol which we could all drink and celebrate.

I was in the shopping mall, already on the queue, ready to check out my drinks when I received a text from Michael. It was a long list of grocery list which might probably take me a few hours to complete, but I texted him back, saying I'd come back home soon, and we could go shopping together tomorrow.

If only I had stayed back much longer, I wouldn't have known about this betrayal. Shaking my head with a heavy heart, I pushed the door open and made my way in.

I smiled bitterly, a scornful expression on my face when the two turned to me with horrified expressions on their faces. I calmly dropped the wine on the drawer next to me, before turning to them, a pained smile on my face as I clapped, mirth and anger in my eyes as my hand clapping increased with each step I took towards them.

"Are you going to say you mistook her for me?" I asked, a heavy hearted chuckle leaving my lips.

"Olivia... Leave. Now." Michael suddenly growled, and my eyes dropped to to realize that he hadn't pulled away from her, and Bianca was already shameless thrusting herself back and forth, moaning softly, brows furrowed like there was something wrong.

"Please make me cum Michael. I don't care if she doesn't leave. Just make me cum. The tension is driving me crazy." She moaned.

My jaw dropped, but I was stupid to think that for the sake of our bond, he would respect my presence and stop since Bianca was literally a sly shameless bitch, but Micheal leaned over and grabbed her hair, pulling her back before pulling out and thrusting back into her.

She moaned with a satisfied smile as he increased his thrust, hammering into her, and when our eyes met, she smiled at me, drool shamelessly running down the side of her lips before she moaned, probably to taunt me.

"You can't be fucking serious! I'm standing right here, you assholes." I screamed with tears running down my eyes as I approached them, fury brimming in my eyes and aura.

I push Michael off her with all my might and when he staggers back, I certainly did not expect Bianca to stand up and hit me across the face with her palm.

"How dare you..." she growled, and I could see the sexual frustration and pure hatred in her eyes as she glared at me.

She tried to slap me again, but I grabbed her hand before holding it up in the air, wringing her wrist with an evil smirk on my face.

"Do you realize you just hit your Luna?" When she didn't answer but only focused on trying to free her hands from her grip, I slapped her harder across the face with my other hand and watched with satisfaction as she tumbled across the bed, to the floor, holding her cheek while staring up warily at me, still naked.

"Are you happy with yourself Bianca? You backstabbing bastard!" I cursed with so much contempt in my heart. "Why did you do it? Why did you hurt me?"

Michael suddenly stood between I and Bianca, a cold look on his face as he glared down at me. He had worn a short to shield his lower region, but he was still bare chested.

"Don't move another step."

I stared at Michael, wondering if this was my mate. The same person that felt the same bond as I did, that could feel my prescence by just a wiff of my scent miles away. The same person who promised to be by my side till death.

"Stay out of this Michael. I can't even look at you." There was dusgusst in my voice, and I made sure he felt my hatred for him as I spat out every single word. But sadly, he looked unbothered.

"You don't have to. After I reject you, you'll be of no use to this pack any more."