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Tamara's POV
On the day I died, my husband was too busy having sex with my sister to care. The world around me had blurred as the poison my husband fed me coursed through my veins. “Please… someone… help me,” I begged, but my voice was too weak. I painfully dragged myself across the cold floor, desperately trying to reach my guards who were standing just outside the door. “Please …h-help.” I cried louder but they did nothing, even though they clearly heard me. They were choosing to leave me, their Luna to die on my cold bedroom floor. Above the sound of my cries, I could still hear the sound of my bed creaking as my husband continued to fuck my sister on my bed just a few feet from me. “Yes! Fuck me Jack, claim me so your wife can see. Yes! Harder Jack!” My sister Kate moaned as my husband continued to pound her into the bed. I tried to turn my head away but the movement felt agonizing, so I was forced to watch Jack’s hips furiously thrusting into Kate. Jack was groaning as he began to thrust faster, burying his cock into her again and again. Soon, he shot his cum inside her with a shout before collapsing against her. They began laughing with joy, not giving a damn of the suffering they were causing me. I didn’t want to see this, but I couldn’t look away. I still couldn’t believe that they had poisoned me and proceeded to have sex over my dying body. Sobs wracked my body as I watched my husband sit up and begin to put on his clothes with a satisfied smile. He turned to caress Kate, “You were delicious as always baby girl, but I have to go and make sure the grave is ready for Tamara’s body,” he said casually, as if discussing the weather. Like he wasn’t talking about digging a grave for the wife he had just poisoned. I watched as he leaned down and kissed Kate passionately. And the sight sent a dagger through my already broken heart. But when he looked at me, his eyes were filled with so much hate and disgust. His expression was so sinister and hateful, it was nothing like the love that used to shine in his eyes when he looked at me in the past. My husband, Alpha Jack, had been the love of my life for the past two years. We had met by chance and Jack had immediately swept me off my feet. Jack was a lonely Alpha with a small pack, and I was the first child of a wealthy Alpha, and the future Luna of the second largest pack in the region called the Winter pack. Most people in my position would have been too proud to marry a man with a pack as small as Jack’s, but I didn’t care. I loved him wholly and completely, no matter what anybody said. I gave him everything I had, and did anything he asked. But that had been my downfall. Because in the end, he fed me a cup of poisoned tea and fucked another woman while I lay dying on the floor. Jack suddenly stepped closer and stood over my body. I raised my hands to him, hoping by some miracle that he would help, but instead, he suddenly kicked me in the stomach, causing me to scream in pain. “You’re so fucking disgusting Tamara.” He spat at me. “I can’t believe I was married to you for the last two years of my life. Every night I would go to sleep wishing Kate was the one in my bed instead. Do you know how frustrating it was for us to sneak behind your back just to have sex for all these years?” He sneered and more tears came rushing down my face. Why was he saying this to me? “J-Jack, please don’t do this.” I begged. “I’m your wife Jack, I have loved you for two whole years. I have given you everything you ever asked. Why are you doing this to me?” I cried but Jack only laughed. “Why? You really don't know? After all your family did to me, you really don't know?" He then scoffed. "I guess you are dumber than I thought then." He chuckled but I stared at him in confusion, not knowing what he was talking about. Jack continued. "And yes, I know you love me Tamara and that’s why it was so easy to control you and to steal everything from you. I only married you for your pack’s wealth and power, but it’s all mine now. I’m going to be crowned as the alpha of your pack in two days so you're useless to me now.” He said and I sobbed even harder. So everything had been a lie. My husband had cheated, deceived and betrayed me because I had foolishly let myself love him. If I could go back in time, I would have done everything differently, I would have made them pay. I cried harder, but Jack was unfazed as he turned to leave. He didn’t even glance back as he left the room, leaving me to die at the feet of his mistress. My step sister Kate burst into laughter as she got up from the bed and sauntered over to me in her sheer nightgown. “Oh poor Tamara. Do you still feel so high and mighty now, dear Luna?” she sneered, squatting down to laugh at me. “Why?” I sobbed. “Why would you do this to me? We are family.” Kate's smile twisted into a sneer. “No, Tamara. You were the Luna and I was just a lowly subject that nobody ever cared about. Everything and everyone revolved around you, but what did I have? Nothing!” The pain in my chest had become unbearable now. “Please, Kate, please don’t do this. I’m pregnant Kate. Please don’t do this to my baby.” Kate’s eyes glittered with malice. “Oh I know you’re pregnant, but thankfully Jack doesn't know that yet,” she spat coldly. “That’s why I made him give you the poisoned tea today before you got the opportunity to tell him. I really can’t afford to let you give birth to an heir who would take over the throne from us.” She sneered. I felt rage boil up within me. She was intentionally killing me because I was pregnant?Ivonne's pov "Well, that’s very interesting, Miss Ivonne,” Marcellus said smugly, “because we actually came here to discuss your marriage with Justin.”I blinked as The words hit me like a slap. “My—what?” I sputtered. "With who?"" Hector went completely still beside me. Not tense. Frozen. Like he was debating between homicide and world domination.I couldn't blame him, because how was a man supposed to react when he was informed that his fiancee was engaged to another person.Before I could even start to think about what to do, Hector sat up higher in his seat and let out a low growl of warning. Lincoln muttered, “Oh, God…” Something told me he was familiar with his Uncle's temper and currently didn't want to be here. Mr. Clarkson flipped a folder open. “As you know, Miss Ivonne, the board has been considering a merger with the Mr Justin's Corporation—” Justin’s family. My stomach twisted. “—and Justin Ravel has expressed personal interest in you. He also told us th
Ivonne's POVHector’s eyes darkened and he said. "I will tell you what really happened that night." I honestly felt like my mind blanked out when Hector leaned down and whispered those words.Like what did he mean?! My brain was still stuck on that when everything else started moving at a dizzying speed. I should’ve demanded he explain. I should’ve asked how that made sense when Tessa had just shown a literal video of Solenne plotting with her uncle. But Hector didn’t give me a second to form a coherent thought as he started lifting me out of the Stand. Then the next thing I knew, Marcellus—still red with humiliation—stormed up to us, barking, “Hector! wait! You cannot just—” Hector turned on him with such cold authority that even I flinched. “Elder Marcellus,” Hector said, voice dangerously calm, “interrogate Lady Solenne first. Now. Unless you wish to defy the court you claim to represent.” Marcellus actually stepped back. “You can’t order—” Hector moved closer. “Try me.”
Ivonne's pov Tessa’s voice cracked through the suffocating silence.“I…think I know how Viera was killed. Or at least I know why her body is missing."The hall exploded.Chairs scraped. People gasped. Someone even swore under their breath. Every head turned sharply toward Tessa like the entire room had been yanked forward on a single string.Even Hector froze in his seat. Sevrin straightened. Leonard’s eyes widened like saucers.Marcellus’s eyes gleamed with triumph. “Go on, child. Tell us how Ivonne did it."Tessa swallowed hard, trembling, but she pushed through it.“I–I saw two men… smuggling something out of the manor that night,” she said, voice cracking. “It—It was past midnight. And the thing they were carrying… it looked like a body wrapped in cloth.”The court erupted again—not loud—but a low, horrified rumble that spread like shockwaves across the hall.My heart plummeted.No.She… she really gave in. She was really accusing me of killing Viera.I stared at Tessa, feeling s
Ivonne's pov "Tessa, Your family has sent a message this morning. They informed the court that if you lie… or withhold any truth… you will be disowned.” Marcellus had revealed with a smile.The man was shamelessly intimidating the poor girl in front of everyone and the sad thing was that no one could really stop him because it was completely legal.Tessa's eyes was now shining with tears but she did a good job of holding it back. I wanted to shout, to defend her, to tell her it wasn’t fair—but I knew what could happen if I spoke In this court without permission again. So I forced myself to stay still, but my fists curled so tightly they shook. Marcellus stepped closer to Tessa, voice dripping with false sympathy. “Now, Tessa… tell us. Tell the court what you saw Ivonne do. Tell us what happened to Lady Viera.” Tessa looked like she might faint. She stared at her feet, at the elders, then at me. Her chin trembled violently. “I… I didn’t…” She swallowed hard. “I didn’t see
Ivonne's pov I could feel my blood start to boil again but that lying little witch called Solenne kept crying even louder now. Marcellus finally turned back to me. “So Now, Ivonne… All we ask is where is Viera’s body?” My entire mind blanked. “What do you mean, ‘where’s her body’? You haven’t found it? How are you accusing me of murder when you don’t even—?” “Because Lycans,” he snapped impatiently, “have the ability to sense their bloodline. Viera’s family felt her absence — permanently — a while ago. She is gone from their bond. Dead.” My brow shot up Her family actually felt her die? Despite being accused of her murder, I couldn't help but think That it must have been heart wrenching for the family to feel that.That almost explains her brothers action earlier. Almost. “And,” Marcellus added with a triumphant sneer, “that was around the same moment Beta Leonard was found fleeing with your blood-soaked clothes. A coincidence?” I turned my eyes toward Hector again. He final
Ivonne POVI definitely couldn’t stop shaking now.Every step forward felt like my legs didn’t want to move, like my knees were hollow. Viera’s brother’s screams were still ringing in my ears — murderer, filthy murderer — with the same sharpness as if he were still in front of me. My heart hadn’t slowed down. It thumped violently, uneven, like it was trying to break out of my chest.The guards didn’t even give me time to breathe before pushing me into a massive dark doorway.I stumbled inside the hall, caught off guard by how huge it was — carved stone pillars, high ceilings, glowing torches casting shadows that made all the old Lycans seated inside look like creatures from a nightmare. Dozens of large, muscular, intimidating men turned toward me the second I appeared.They stopped talking. All of them. And just stared.And I swear, for a second, I couldn’t breathe. Every set of eyes was cold, disapproving, sharp, like I was something they’d scrape off their boots.I forced myself to







