Chapter 2

Georgia’ POV

Patricia’s voice was steady, but her next words struck me like a thunderclap. “I’m telling you this because I can’t keep hiding it anymore,” she said, her hand resting protectively on her son’s small shoulder. “Liam deserves to have a father. He deserves to feel the love that only a father can give him. I’ve tried to raise him alone, but it’s not enough. He needs his family, his complete family.”

I stared at her, processing her words. A complete family? My husband, Damien, was supposed to be my family. Ours was the perfect marriage—he, the strong and charismatic Alpha, and I, his Luna, respected and envied by the entire pack. And yet, standing before me was the evidence of a betrayal I couldn’t even begin to process.

“You’re saying… you want Damien to step into his life?” My voice cracked, disbelief clinging to every word.

“Yes,” Patricia said, her tone unwavering. “It’s time he stops pretending Liam doesn’t exist. I can’t do this alone anymore. And Liam deserves more than half-truths and secrets. He deserves to know his father. He can’t be seen as a bastard while his father is the alpha of this pack.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry and tight. My gaze dropped to Liam, who was quietly playing with the hem of his shirt. His stormy gray eyes, so innocent glanced up at me, and it felt like someone had twisted a knife in my chest. Knowing that my husband doesn’t belong to just me. 

Nothing made sense anymore. Damien, my husband, my fated mate, had a son with his beta?  Patricia, the woman I had trusted as a loyal member of our pack, had been hiding this secret for years? 

“I—I need a moment,” I said, my voice weak, more like a whisper as I took a few steps, heading towards the door. My legs felt weak, but I forced myself to walk to the other side of the room, my back to them as I gripped the edge of the table for support. My marriage, my life… had it all been a lie?

How do I face this shame?

Over the past year, I’ve bragged endlessly about how my husband treats me like I’m the only woman in the world. To my friends, I’ve told stories about how he always makes me feel like I’m his priority, whether it’s holding my hand in crowded places or calling me during his lunch break just to hear my voice. I’ve mentioned more than once how he never lets a day go by without reminding me how much he loves me, whether it’s with his words or the little things he does.

If I’m having a bad day, he cancels his plans without hesitation, bringing home my favorite takeout and pulling me into his arms like that’s where I belong. And with my everyone? I’ve definitely brought up how he only has eyes for me—how he still gives me that goofy smile when I walk into the room or how he knows exactly what to say to make me feel beautiful.

I know I sound lovesick, but the truth is, I’ve never felt more loved or cherished. After all I have bragged about him, I’ll be seen as a laughing stock.

How could Damien have done this to me? This man who whispered sweet promises in my ear every night, who told me I was the only one who mattered, had fathered a child with another woman. Worse, he had lied to me, deliberately kept this part of his life hidden, even as he made me take pills to avoid children of our own.

“Luna,” Patricia’s voice broke through my spiraling thoughts, “I know this is a lot to take in, but I thought you deserved to know. Liam deserves the truth, and so do you.”

I turned to face her, my voice trembling with barely suppressed anger. “And what about me, Patricia? Did you think about what this would do to me? To my marriage? Or was this all just convenient for you?”

She flinched, but her gaze remained steady. “I didn’t want to hurt you. But I couldn’t keep lying. I thought Damien told you… I have always urged him to do so.”

Before I could respond, the sound of the opening door made us turn towards the door and then Damien appeared in the doorway, his dark eyes immediately locking onto the scene before him. His gaze shifted from me to Patricia, then to Liam. His eyes was filled with surprises. 

“Patricia?” he called his voice tight, controlled. “What are you doing here?”

Before she could answer, Liam’s face lit up with innocent joy, and he ran toward Damien. “Daddy!” He exclaimed happily.