The disrespected Luna

Ciara POV

My werewolf husband had cheated on me.

The thinking of this hit me before the scene fully registered, like my heart already knew the truth even while my eyes begged for denial.

I stood outside the CEO private room, my fingers curling slowly around the cold edge of the doorframe. The hallway wasn't always quiet ..but was too quiet today. The kind of silence that passes through your ears and makes every of your breath fill wrong.

The door was not completely close there is a hole just enough to see through the narrow opening, I saw him.

My own husband. The man who has promised me the heaven and earth during our college days or 5years ago when we got married

The man I had loved for more than 5years.

He was standing close to another woman no, not just a woman. A female werewolf. Her back was to me, her long blonde hair spilling down her shoulders like silk. She was laughing softly, her body tilted toward him in a way that felt intimate, practiced.

Too familiar.

My chest tightened.

Then his hand lifted.

Slowly.

Tenderly.

His fingers slid into her hair, threading through the blonde strands the same way he used to do with mine when he thought I was asleep. The same way he did when he wanted me to feel safe. Wanted me to feel chosen.

I sucked in a sharp breath.

He leaned closer.

His lips brushed her neck.

Once.

Twice.

My stomach lurched violently.

That was it.

That was the moment something inside me cracked.

Just as he had once done to me.

I placed a hand over my mouth, fearing that the sound of my breathing would betray me. My legs would not budge, as if my heels were nailed to the floor beneath me.

I couldn't look away.

Even though I wanted to.

Even though my vision blurred.

As a human, I should not feel the physical pain of a cheating husband. I had been told that many times before by some other pack members, by elders, even some humans . Since humans can't experience the same pain as ware wolf when they are betrayed or got their heart broken.

But that didn't mean I felt nothing.

Because the sight of him with her made my throat hot and my stomach hurt until I can breathe again...It felt like my insides were folding in on themselves and my soul is leaving me

Five years.

Five years of my life fell into pieces right there in that hallway.

Memories flashed through my mind without mercy. our first meeting, his warm smile, the promise in his eyes when he told me I was his wife , even though I was human. The nights I waited alone while he attended pack meetings. The whispers behind my back. The looks that said I didn't belong here

And yet, I stayed.

I fought.

I believed.

An inner voice laughed bitterly inside my head.

How