CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 3.

I looked as the door pushed open. to find Alexander Kieran, Vivian Quinn, the new Luna standing outside the door, their hands reaching out to caress each other, their mouths pressed into a kiss.

My palms trembled.

"Oh my... You're really quite beautiful." Interspersed with their kiss, Alexander Remarked. I sat still. I was completely unable to process what I was witnessing. It stunned me. Alexander's level of passion surprised me. He had never been this eager in bed in the five years I was married to him.

The pair paused to look at me, and I gripped the paper hard. Then they went back to each other to carry on their act, as if I was no one at all.

As I watched them, my wolf howled in despair for the hundredth time today, and my insides twisted in searing agony.

"Yes love, right there..." Alexander Groaned and Vivian Groaned as he started licking her neck down to her thigh. Vivian Grinned at me as she twisted her face to face me.

"Let's do it here, baby..." Alexander Groaned as she said, "Yes, yes, my love, anywhere."

The idea that they would have sex in front of me after making me seem bad in front of everyone in the great hall astonished and then horrified me.

I was unable to comprehend. I was baffled as to what I had done to earn Vivian intense dislike. For them to detest me that much, both of them? How could I have hurt them? I had given them so much. Because the costs were too exorbitant, I had assisted Vivian During her time at our prestigious institution. I had even provided her with the startup funds.

However, what about Alexander? I had given him all that was rightfully mine. even going so far as to burn for him in the flames. But that was all I could get.

Vivian Let out a loud groan as they collapsed into the spacious bed that was still covered in the plush velvet that I had painstakingly styled for our anniversary celebration. All I could do was watch as Alexander stripped Vivian off of her clothes on our own wedding bed and how he carried her away as her groans filled the space.

I held back from crying. Even though Alexander was taking Vivian In bed with a fury I had never seen in him, and he was moaning, I couldn't help but cry at this ultimate humiliation.

I was unable to walk, thus I was unable to go. I was unable to talk, therefore I was also powerless to object. I was in my own bed, forced to listen to their murmurs. where our personal relationship had occurred. The dirty picture of him and Vivian had taken the place of my memories of us lying on that bed.

I remained still while howling like a wolf and sobbing until the sound was intolerable.

I picked up the broken mirror fragment from the floor and held it in my palm out of fury. I watched the blood pour from the wound as I ran them across my wrists, and I also watched as my tears fell on the cut and mixed with the blood.

I kept dragging the rough edge of the mirror over my hands until I was only able to feel the pain from my cut, shielding me from the agony that threatened to overwhelm me.

Next, I silently observed as the wound gradually concealed itself, with tissue enveloping bone and skin encasing tissue.

There was stillness in the room for what seemed like an eternity, followed by the pair in bed letting out mixed noises. I stood there looking at my severed wrists.

"Honey, what should we do about the mute idiot?" My body stiffened at Vivian's question.

No doubt, they were talking about me.

"Anything you want, love, tell me what you want to be done?" In response, Alexander said in a sickeningly sweet tone.

"I want her to be gone for good now that I am Luna. I can't take any chances and let her disrupt our plans." Vivian answered, and I shook my head in shock and horror as I shook and waited for Alexander to respond.

"Done. whatever you want, my love." I knew then that I was done when Alexander answered. Revolting mess that I was, I shivered, hands flying to clutch my tummy.

It made little difference if I died or not at this point. My baby wasn't better off dead, but I was. He or she was entitled to life and all of its experiences. I wished not to pass away. Unless, that is, I hadn't given birth to my child yet.

I wrapped the pregnancy test findings in my palms and handed them to him.

However, I was abruptly lifted off the ground. I made an effort to break free from their hold, but they were simply too powerful.

"Don't move." When Alexander Uttered it to my ear, my heart froze. I'd been waiting for him to touch me of his own volition, but not in this way. Not after he'd so brutally admitted that he was prepared to let go of me in favor of Vivian.

Vivian and Alexander wrapped me up in the car.

"Take us to the Lavida Waters." Alexander Addressed the driver.

Lavida Waters... Out of the Lavida bundle, that was my favorite location. I had a deep affinity for the ocean. When my mother was still living, that was her go-to spot, and it eventually became my favorite spot as well. Before the disaster, I had gone there at least three times in a month.

Alexander was leading me to the water, but why? Which was my favorite place? What was happening? Even though I doubt they would have responded, by now I would have been yelling for answers if I could talk.

The vehicle was silent, and it stopped after what felt like an hour of driving. I gripped the paper tightly to keep it from falling as I was dragged violently out of the car.

When we reached the lake, I was at last let go. I gazed at them after staring at the lake. How come they brought me here?

Vivian Grinned as if she could read my query.

"I'm sure in that mute head of yours, You want to know why we brought you here, right?" Twirling her hair between her fingers, she posed the question.

I just gazed at her without responding, my wrath burning brightly within. Abruptly, she started laughing.

"To kill you." With something blazing in her eyes, she spoke. Numb, I shook my head. Why would they want my death? What wrong have I done?

"Wanna know why?" She looked at Alexander and inquired.

She went on without waiting for me to nod or not.

"Lyra, allow me to tell you a story. There once were two girls—or, more accurately, two pals.

One had somewhat ordinary features, unremarkable brown eyes, and basic black hair. The other had brilliant green eyes that gleamed in the sunshine and silver-colored hair." She looked at my face after pausing.

I reached a conclusion.

We were the girls she was talking about. I had never viewed her as ordinary-looking, so I puzzled why she thought that.

She went on, "The boring one was also very poor." She had no father and her mother was a prostitute to support her. The other one, however, came from a prosperous and contented household.

After meeting, the impoverished girl chose to attach herself to the wealthy one in order to establish a relationship and have access to a luxurious lifestyle. The wealthy person agreed to become friends because, at the time, he had no friends and would naturally be happy to make some.

They were often spotted together after that day, the dull, impoverished one trailing the dog with silver hair."

My thoughts drifted back to our shared moments. Alexander now, I still consider those days to be among my favorite recollections. How come she implied that I was her master and her servant? I'd never thought of her as such?

"They both attended college after growing up. The impoverished continue to extort the wealthy in order to finance a better living. The affluent one found her partner quickly, but the dull, uninteresting one did not.

Paradoxically, the dull person fell for the affluent person's partner and he also fell in love with her. They began dating covertly." My body shook with surprise as she paused to smirk at me. Had they been dating for that long? And Alexander never brought it up to me?

"Long story short, the poor one later found out that the rich one's father was her father and her mother was the mistress he had chased away after a one night stand."

My body began to tremble more, and my eyes got bigger. In what way is that possible? How on earth is Vivian my step sister?

"The poor person started her search for a far better life when she realized that all the affluent person had might have been hers.

She murdered her father and then his wife as she stood by and let the wealthy one come to her for comfort. She then discovered a means of eliminating both her grandmother and grandfather.

Both the wealthy individual and their partner were anxious to be together, and the partner of the affluent individual aspired to take the lead. The unfortunate one aspired to be Luna too, so they effortlessly discovered a method to transfer her possessions to her partner. She then organized a fire incident and set up the wealthy one.

The impoverished one made sure to be present when the wealthy one was discharged from the hospital so she could take pride in her newfound deformity.

Now, their positions had been reversed. How come the boring person was now the attractive, wealthy, and wealthy person? Vivian Chuckled as she asked.

Now, she was impoverished, distorted, and disfigured. "The rich one, named Lyra Avery, is now a nobody, and the poor one, named Vivian Quinn, is now the Luna of wildfire Pack ." Vivian Came to a conclusion.

It couldn't be real, so I just stood there staring into space for a while. All of this must be awful. The two individuals I trusted and loved the most in my life were the ones who really caused all this disaster. It couldn't be true that the people I loved the most closest to me truly wrecked my entire existence, could it?

I felt abandoned, hurt, deceived, and furious. I experienced a powerful hate that I had no idea could exist within me. Why did things have to be that way? How come I?

I couldn't contain my tears as they came, and I decided to stop hiding them. At my lowest point, they had already witnessed me, so what was left to conceal?

Even now losing all hope of survival, All I thought of was my child. I could not pass away quite yet. I lifted my hand to deliver the results to Alexander, but Vivian Grabbed it.

Giving him in her company was a mistake, I realized then. If only I had told him sooner—that is, before our anniversary—he may not have dumped me as his partner. I mean, who was I kidding?

Vivian gasped slightly as she read the data, and her eyes grew wide before snapping sharply.

"What is that, honey?" Seeming to have heard her gasp, Alpha Alexander inquired.

Nothing, sweetheart. Simply a sentimental missive. He sneered at her statement, "The fool still hopes you get back together."

I was so tired that I was unable to even exhale in disbelief at her deception. I was rendered speechless as I observed her tear the outcome in front of me. The one thing I had battled so hard for, and my one hope.

I gripped Alexander garments as he abruptly seized me.

"You love me." I wanted to express myself. Saying as if he was aware,

"It was a lie..."

I fell into the ocean when he let go of me without saying goodbye.

The water felt icy and frigid. not the same as the water I had once adored.

I take it this was the last one? I stopped flailing in the water. For me, it was done.

I noticed someone appear out of nowhere through the water's veils. Alpha

He shoved Alexander quickly. My vision was spotty and my strength was insufficient to see properly. Alpha Lucius, who had already confessed to me several times. Alexander detested the man who had claimed to love me, therefore I ended up at odds with him.

I saw him jump after me after punching Alexander, I tried to grin, but it was impossible. Is it too late? Why was it that it was too late for me to grasp how much he loved me?

Why had the Goddess dealt me such a harsh hand? I despised her! Alexander was someone I detested! All of them, I detested! I was miserable and full of resentment. Life was too harsh.

My life appeared to me like a movie when the final bubble of air burst. I then exhaled my last breath.

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A silver-haired girl startled as she abruptly woke up from a nice bed in a gorgeous room with exquisite linens covering the bed. Her eyes were stunningly dark green.