Luna Rejects Cheating Alpha

The sterile scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils as I walked through the familiar corridors of our pack's medical clinic. My hand instinctively moved to rest on my still-flat stomach, where our second pup was growing—a secret I'd planned to share with Eric tonight over his favorite dinner.

Dr. Aris Thorne's voice drifted from the examination room ahead, warm with congratulations. "This is such wonderful news, Alpha. Becoming a father again must feel incredible."

I paused, confusion creeping up my spine like ice water. Again? Eric and I hadn't told anyone about my pregnancy yet. We'd only just confirmed it ourselves three days ago.

"She's perfect, isn't she?" Eric's voice was thick with an emotion I recognized—the same wonder he'd shown when we first heard our daughter's heartbeat years ago.

My feet moved forward without conscious thought, drawn by a terrible need to understand. Through the partially open door, I caught sight of the ultrasound monitor's glow, the familiar whoosh-whoosh of a tiny heartbeat filling the room.

But it wasn't my hand Eric was holding.

Shelby Duncan, our pack secretary, lay on the examination table, her shirt pushed up to reveal a rounded belly that spoke of months, not days. Her fingers were interlaced with my mate's, their joined hands resting protectively over her swollen abdomen.

"Our little warrior," Eric murmured, his thumb tracing circles over Shelby's knuckles with a tenderness that made my chest constrict. "Strong heartbeat, just like his father."

The world tilted sideways. The sacred mate bond, which should have alerted me to Eric's emotional infidelity, had been silent. He'd learned to shield his thoughts from me, to lock away this devastating secret behind walls I'd never thought to breach.

Shelby's eyes found mine through the gap in the door, and her lips curved into a smile that was pure triumph. Not surprise, not shame—triumph. She'd known I would find them. Perhaps she'd even orchestrated it.

"Luna Seraphina always did say she wanted our pup to have a sibling," Shelby said sweetly, her voice carrying just enough to ensure I heard every poisoned word. "How thoughtful of the Moon Goddess to answer her prayers."

Dr. Thorne shifted uncomfortably, clearly sensing the tension he didn't understand. Eric's head snapped toward the door, his nostrils flaring as he caught my scent. Our eyes met through the narrow opening, and I watched as shock, then panic, then something that might have been defiance flickered across his features.

For a heartbeat, we stared at each other—the Alpha who had shattered our sacred bond, and the Luna who had just discovered the depth of his betrayal. The mate bond, which should have been screaming in agony, felt strangely quiet. Perhaps it had been dying slowly, strangled by his lies, and I'd been too trusting to notice its absence.

I stepped back from the door, my movements deliberate and controlled. Every instinct screamed at me to burst in, to demand explanations, to let my Luna aura crash over them both until they cowered