Elegantly Wasted

His Discarded Luna, the Rival's Obsession

Lila

"No wolf. No family. Harmless. Useful. The second I am done with her, the Luna title is yours." Eira Crawford heard those words through her husband's office door. For four years, she had been Sebastian Vale's hidden mate. She managed his household, entertained his relatives, cleaned up his messes, and lived on the three thousand dollars he gave her each month like charity. Even buying a new coat required an explanation. But for his first love, he casually prepared three hundred thousand dollars in research funding. To Sebastian, Eira was nothing more than a wolfless Omega from an orphanage. A quiet, obedient wife with no pack, no power, and no value beyond being useful. He had never introduced her publicly as his Luna. His family treated her like a servant. His sweetheart mocked her as a woman who could only survive by clinging to an Alpha. So Eira stopped crying. She recorded the affair, filed for mate dissolution, and placed the divorce papers in front of Sebastian. Even then, he thought she was throwing a tantrum. He signed without hesitation, certain she would come crawling back once she realized no one else would want a discarded, wolfless Omega. He was wrong. The woman he left at home washing dishes was a Stanford-trained electrical engineer. The "useless" wife he ignored was the hidden chief engineer behind a national self-developed chip project. Her movements were classified. Her disappearance could alert the federal authorities. Her name, once revealed, was enough to shake the entire scientific community. And Sebastian knew nothing. After walking out of his house with nothing but her freedom, Eira crossed paths with Killian Sterling, the coldest and most powerful Alpha in the north. He did not know her name yet, but his wolf recognized something in her that everyone else had missed. Meanwhile, Sebastian finally realized that Eira was not bluffing. He searched the entire city like a madman. For the first time in four years, he publicly called her his wife. He demanded she return. He begged for another chance. But by then, Eira was no longer waiting in his house. She was seated at the Sterling Pack's dinner table, dressed with quiet confidence, while the most feared Alpha in North America stood beside her. In front of everyone, Killian Sterling placed his hand at her back and said coldly, "Eira is not anyone's discarded Omega." "She is my Luna."

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The woman stepped limping, tired of crying all day, sweat wetting all over her body.

Weak. With all her might she approached the telephone set located at the end of the living room, her hands shaking pressing number after number then placing the handle on his earlobe.

"Van, can you come here?” The woman spoke a little hoarse.

"Nick, what's wrong with you?” there's a woman's voice there.

“Help me, Van, I'm not strong enough.”

“Wait.” The phone was disconnected.

The woman put the receiver back on, then sat down leaning against the wall near the table. The crying broke out again. Her hands rubbed her flat stomach.

"I'm sorry, Baby," she said.

She smiled bitterly, squeezing her chest that hurt so much, the events of an hour ago made her world collapse instantly.

Knock Knock Knock ...

The door of the house was wide open, showing a woman with a distended stomach from behind the door.

"Nicky, what's wrong with you?” The woman approached Nikcy, helped her best friend to stand up, then helped her sit on the sofa seat.

Nicky's voice broke again. “It hurts, Van ...," she said as she sobbed.

The woman gently stroked Nicky's hair, trying to calm her down. “Tell me, what is it exactly?”

Nicky took a deep breath, sobbing as she said, “I'm pregnant, Van.”

Vanilla smiled broadly, her friend's long wait now coming to a happy end. “Really, thank God ...”

"But Jackson left me, Vanilla," Nicky said, breaking into tears again.

Vanilla's face changed, her smile faded. “You mean?”

“He cheated on me, Van.”

As if struck by lightning during the day, seeing Nicky's tearful cry tear Vanilla's heart to pieces, she carries Nicky in her arms, trying to give him peace.

”My father-in-law came to get him and Melvin, he told me that Jackson had another wife and was six months pregnant, " Nicky said.

Vanilla was silent, her hands still faithfully stroking Nicky's hair and back, without realizing her tears were flowing.

“Have you informed your family?”

Nicky shook her head. “I still hope Jackson comes back to me, Van.”

Vanilla nodded her head. “He has to come back, Nick, he has to choose you. This is your long wait of ten years.”

“He must be back, right, Van?”

“Hopefully, I'm sure he'll come back.”

Month after month passed by Nicky Zevionna alone, she still often cries over her fate now. The man she had been waiting for did not return home.

Sometimes Vanilla came to her aid when she was in pain, bought her milk, and took care of Nicky when morning sickness struck suddenly, also drove her to check the womb to the hospital.

Vanilla stopped caring for her because she had just given birth to her first child.

Vanilla's happiness is Nicky's happiness too. "He's so handsome," praised Nicky as she stroked the baby boy's cheek plan in a Vanilla hug.

“If you give birth to a daughter later, how about we match our children?"asked Vanilla.

"Good idea, Nicky's daughter must be beautiful like her mother," said a baritone voice who had just come to bring two glasses of chocolate milk and then put them on the table.

“This is for Vanilla and this is for you, Nicky. Do not confuse, one for pregnant women and another for nursing mothers.”

The two women chuckled softly then drank each other's milk.

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