The Betrayed Luna's Vow Of Vengeance

Chapter 3

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look in my eyes. A flicker of fear replaced her victory, and

was a hollow cavern of pain, but I took a deep, steadying breath. When I spoke, my voice wa

on," I began, my voice carrying to every corne

ommand and a mother's gentle concern. "But

behind Ryker, dabbing at her dry eyes with the back of her hand. "Luna, I am so sorry," s

could see it working; some of the younger, more impressionable wolves wer

re accusing me of frightening

tears and quivering lip, and a humo

,* Kara snarled in my mind.

replied, and took a singl

f an Alpha's command, but something older, deeper. It was the innate, unshakeable authority that flowed t

avy. The pack member

r throat. The color drained from her fa

my voice became as sharp as a shard o

er from her Luna. Faye flinched as

ntire pack. "The celebration is over. Ev

f pack gatherings, the welfare of o

to disobey a direct order from me. They began to quietly pack

with fury. "Selene!

, ensuring the pack's morale is my responsibility. And your

k's own laws gave the Luna the authority to disperse a gathering if she deemed it was no lon

triumph being dismantled, o

of warmth, that the words died on her lips.

ed away into the darkness of the forest, leaving the three of us s

e Luna. I was still the one in charge. I had seized control of t

filled with five years of love curdling into bitter disappointment. Then, wit

roud, Ryker's furious voice echoed in the

y was a thought to my inner wolf

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The Betrayed Luna's Vow Of Vengeance

Jun Shangye Werewolf

“For five years, I poured my soul into ruling the Black Moon Pack alongside my fated mate, Alpha Ryker. But at our most sacred gathering, he publicly pulled his rogue ex-girlfriend, Faye, into his arms. "Faye is under my protection," he declared to the entire pack, using his crushing Alpha Command to force me, his Luna, to my knees. He didn't care that I had taken a silver blade for him, or that Faye was a traitor whose past defection had permanently crippled three of our warriors. He stripped me of my dignity, ordered me to accept his new partner, and left me alone in our marital suite. That night, my Mating Mark erupted into a searing, white-hot agony that made me vomit blood and pass out. I thought I was simply dying of a broken heart, until I remembered the forbidden lore of the "Fidelity Curse." The curse ensured that if one mate was unfaithful, every moment of their physical pleasure would be transmitted through the bond as pure, agonizing torture to the betrayed mate. I wasn't just heartbroken. My body was being forced to physiologically experience my husband's affair. The final, near-fatal wave of pain at dawn wasn't random-it was the exact moment they conceived a child. When Ryker walked in the next morning, smelling of her perfume, and proudly announced Faye was pregnant, he expected me to finally break and submit. Instead, I looked at the father of another woman's child and gave him a chilling smile. "I, Selene Thorne of the Winter Pack, have heard your declaration. Now get out of my sight. The war has begun."”