Avery's betrayal

Before there was Selene, the goddess of werewolves, there was Hestia --the goddess of warmth and fire.

**Avery’s Pov

Most women say that when your husband is cheating on you, you will know immediately. But in my case, I didn’t find out until it was too late.

It was evening and my pack had just finished celebrating the end of a lunar eclipse in our house.

Everyone had been partying, and i watched with pride as my husband graced everyone with his beautiful smile and enchanting eyes.

It was the same smile that stole my heart 3 years ago and made it impossible to refuse when he asked me to marry him just a few weeks later.

Of course I was worried that we were rushing things plus there was the fact that i was a mere commoner with no noble blood, and to make matters worse..... I had a disability.

I couldn’t shift into my wolf form... and that was a big disgrace to werewolves.

But James didn’t care, he had sworn by the heavens and the earth that he was hopelessly in love with me, and he would do anything to have me as quickly as possible.

How could I say no to that? How could I say no to a handsome, powerful young Alpha who was humble enough to choose me— a weak, forgettable commoner as his mate?

I was nothing special at all. In fact, I wasn’t half as pretty or as powerful as all the noble women who were constantly throwing themselves at him. But James only had eyes for me. He loved me for me, and I loved him too.

We wedded immediately and it was the best day of my life. The only down side was that my beloved baby sister Lizzy who was studying abroad couldn’t make it to the wedding. I missed her dearly.

But besides that, everything was perfect. I married the love of my life, Alpha James.

The lunar eclipse celebration was coming to a close and James went upstairs to change while I stayed back to supervise the festivities for a while.

Logan, one of our youngest warriors approached me with a bow.

“Good evening Luna, Miss Elizabeth has been looking for you.” He announced.

I blinked twice. “Miss Elizabeth? Lizzy? My sister?”

“Yes Ma’am.”

I told him he was mistaken because lizzy was in school and wasn’t returning till next year.

But Logan was adamant. “I’m sure ma’am perhaps she was planning to surprise you.”

I couldn’t believe my ears! Lizzy was here? She had finally returned to me?!

My Lizzy was just 19, born of noble blood, and even though I was older than her with just 5 years, it felt like she was my baby, because I practically helped raise her.

“Where is she?!” I practically screeched at the poor boy who quickly pointed upstairs to my bedroom.

I rushed past him, taking the stairs three at a time. I would have flown if I could. That’s how badly I missed Lizzy.

I was practically panting when I finally got upstairs, and then I suddenly heard a strange noise that made me pause.

It was the sound of a woman Moaning.

I froze for a moment as my brain struggled to process what I was hearing. Was this a mistake? Was I at the right place?

I felt a sudden sharp burn on my neck, where mate’s mark was but I ignored it.

I slowly pushed the door open and I immediately regretted ever doing that.

Because in front of me, on my own bed, was my sister Lizzy, lying with her clothes ripped, and my husband lying shirtless between her legs.

He was hungrily kissing her neck while passionately grinding his hips against her.

I watched in horror as my sister continued to moan with closed eyes as she rubbed her hips against his. She was clawing his back and trying to pull off his pants, clearly eager for more.

I wanted to puke. I wanted to puke and die. This couldn’t be happening. This couldn’t be real!

The dizziness and the burning sensation came back with a vengeance and I slumped against the open door, making it slam the wall with a loud bang.

The sound shocked them and I watched James jump away from her like he had been burned with hot coal.

Lizzy quickly got up and scrambled to close her torn dress. But I thought I saw the hint of a smile on her lips.

“Avery…” James gasped but I held my hand up to shut him up. Tears were already pouring down my face as the reality of what I had just seen began to hit me.

“What the fuck James?! Why?! Why would you do this to me?” I cried.

“Avery.... baby, I can explain, it’s not what it looks like—-“ He said, trying to hold my hands but I shoved him away.

“It’s not what it looks like?! So I didn’t just catch you trying to fuck my own sister?! On our bed?!” I furiously wiped my tears away and glared at him.

James just bowed his head. There was shame and guilt written all over his face.

“I’m so sorry Avery… it wasn’t supposed to happen this way, please believe me. It wasn’t our fault.”

I barked out a dry laugh. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“It’s not your fault? So is it mine then? I didn’t see anyone forcing you with a knife to your neck so what the hell are you talking about James?!”

“Avery… Lizzy is… I and Lizzy are—“ James stammered.

“James and I are fated mates sister.” Lizzy’s finally spoke, coming to stand behind my husband. “Your husband is my fated mate.”

I felt my heart stop and my blood run cold. Mates? What was she talking about?

I looked at James in confusion and he slowly nodded. “It’s true Avery, your sister is my mate. She came here looking for you, and when I saw her, I just knew immediately. I tried to leave but my wolf overwhelmed me. I’m so sorry Avery.”

The dizziness got worse and I crashed painfully to the floor. What was happening? Was this some sort of cruel joke? I didn’t know, I couldn’t answer, my head was spinning too fast to think clearly.

“Avery." James moved forward like he wanted to pick me up but Lizzy grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

Seeing her hand on him made me finally burst into tears. This wasn’t a nightmare, this was really happening. My husband had found his fated mate, and she was my baby sister.

I tried to force the tears away and collect myself. I couldn’t sit crying on the floor, I was the fucking Luna of the spring pack for heaven’s sake!

I wiped my tears away and slowly got up to my feet, then I looked at James dead in the eyes.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Reject her.” I said coldly.