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Nyx's Pov
"So sister... your child's a bastard?" Keira said as she looked my way, a sly grin playing at the edge of her lips.... Her hands waving the DNA test results at the crowd.
Gasps filled the room... heads turned and every single eye was on me.
"Keira! What are you saying?! Liam is Zade's and my son. What are you talking about?" My voice shaky as I spoke.
"Oh please. Do you think we're stupid?! Every single one of these people have trusted you to uphold your duty as Luna but instead, you deceived them and gave the Alpha a bastard for a son,'' Keira spat.
"Keira, stop making a scene," I whispered into her ears. "We're here to celebrate your coming.. not to question the paternity of my child. This is not the place and time for this."
"Keira is right!'' A deep commanding voice echoed from behind bringing the murmurs to a halt.
Everyone's head turned to the direction of the voice.... Zade walked in, a glass of wine swinging in his hands.
"Okay guys," I chuckled. " Zade... I can't believe you joined Keira to pull a prank on me."
"A prank?" Keira muttered. " This is not a prank... you fooled the alpha and the entire pack and you have the guts to call this a prank?"
"Keira is right Nyx, that bastard is not my son," Zade uttered, his face etched with disgust.
He wasn't joking.... There was no sign of amusement on his face. Only anger... pure rage.
A sharp ringing pierced my eyes, drowning the gasps of the people around me. My breath trembled, my body numb as I searched his face in disbelief.
"Zade, how could you say that? Liam is your son and you know that!'' I said.
The guest's whispers grew louder, what started as a simple gossip turned into something hostile.
Some spat in my direction, some cursed me, the rest just stared at me in utter disgust ... but none of their opinions mattered.
The opinion that mattered was Zade's.
I ran towards him, hoping he'd at least believe me.
"Please,'' I begged with teary eyes, searching for any hint of doubt, even if it was the tiniest bit.
"Liam is your son. You know it. You were there when I gave birth to him two months ago. You can't believe any of this''
He stared down at me irritation marring his features. For the first time since he stepped into the room, he stared at me and he wasn't the man I remembered. This man standing before me was devoid of any emotion.
His dark eyes left mine and faced the room instead.
"She gave birth to a bastard for the Crescent moon pack and according to the elders, it's against the rule.''
"Please Zade. You have to believe me. Please...'' I whispered, tears trickling down my eyes.
"You are nothing but filth Nyx. You've ruined the reputation of alpha Zade and the entire pack. You can't even keep your legs closed," Keira sneered.
I ignored her and turned to Zade who was now staring at me.
For a moment, I thought his gaze softened. I thought somewhere in his heart, he believed me.
We had been married for a year, I carried and delivered his child safely. I thought his silence meant that he was considering his own intuition.
But then his gaze hardened again and he turned back to the crowd.
"I hereby denounce Nyx as the Luna of Crescent moon pack. She has brought shame to me and to the entire pack members and I'm afraid she can no longer bear the position of my Luna anymore. As tradition calls for, I am to find a new Luna and mate to bear the responsibility of the pack.''
He paused and pulled Keira closer.
What in the name of the goddess is happening? I couldn't believe my eyes.... Zade held Keira's hands and planted a kiss on it.
Keira was only allowed into the palace after I invited her, how did she get so intimate with Zade?
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