2:TO TRICK AN ALPHA

VANESSA’S POV

"Luna, is something wrong?" Jenna asked me curiously, concern etched all over her face.

I dragged Jenna into my room hurriedly, trying not to stumble.

"They think I am barren. The Elders think I cannot produce an heir for Declan ," I wailed once we got inside. "Because I have been married to Declan for three years without an heir, the Elders and everyone think I am barren."

Jenna looked at me with pity. "But you know you are not," she said, trying to console me.

"Because I know does not mean they know! What have I done to deserve all this pain, Jenna? Is loving him a crime?"

"No, My Luna. It is no crime to love a person."

"Then why does it hurt this much?" I cried, hitting my chest like that would take the pain away. "Why does it hurt enough to kill me?"

My eyes watered as I recalled how I had gotten here in the first place. How I had found myself married to Declan in the first instance. As the daughter of the previous Beta of our Pack, I had grown up with Declan 's family after my parents were murdered in a pack attack.

I loved him from the very day I set my eyes on him. He was two years older than me which meant he was going to find his mate sooner than I did. On his eighteenth birthday, I summoned all courage to confess my feelings to Declan , but I was met with disappointment when Ellena, an omega, appeared out of nowhere as his mate. It was a twist that was unexpected because she was only at the birthday party to serve and wipe tables.

Although Declan 's parents had vehemently disagreed with Declan and Ellena's union and they had even suggested he married me, he was adamant and insisted he will marry Ellena even to the point of wanting to elope with her. I watched in the shadows, my heart breaking into pieces at the turn of events, until a rogue attack occurred and Ellena disappeared.

Everyone believed she was dead and Declan almost went mad looking for her. Marrying me was Declan ’s dying father’s last wish and it was a dream come true for me. I was happy at the turnout of events, believing within myself that my love was enough to help Declan get over Ellena. I was prepared to give it all to him if it meant having him to myself. I thought he would finally notice me.

Oh how wrong I was.

"Please stop crying, Luna." Jenna's voice snapped me out of my walk down memory lane. "You have to be strong because all this is just a phase and it will soon pass by," she added.

I wish. Oh how I freaking wish.

This was no phase. This was my life and my burden to bear until the end of time, except I changed it. Except I do something about it. Except I found a way to make Declan love me, I was doomed to this life forever.

"Do you think he will love me if I give him a child?" I spat out the intrusive thoughts in my head.

"Luna—"

"I need your help Jenna," I told her, urgency ringing in my voice. "You have to help me." My thoughts were a swarm of ideas, possibilities of things I could do.

Jenna regarded me very carefully, her gaze questioning. "I will do anything you want me to do , Luna. As long as it is in my capacity to," she said.

I was stupid for encouraging the plan brewing in my head, but like I said earlier, I was desperate. Desperate for Declan 's attention, desperate to give him an heir. Maybe he would love me if I bore him a child? Maybe he will look my way finally and embrace me with open hands? Maybe he will finally forget Elena and then we can live a happy life together? Because I was fed up with competing with a woman who was not even alive. I was fed up of him ignoring my existence.

I looked up at my maid with tear glazed eyes and a newfound determination in me. "Now listen carefully, Jenna. I have a plan," I said.

"A plan?" She repeated.

I nodded. "I am going to sleep with my husband tonight, and you are going to help me do it."

"But, Luna—" she started to protest. "You can't..."

"You said I am the Luna of this pack and I have authority. Is that not what you told me?"

"I did, but..."

"Then listen to me. You will seduce my husband tonight," I said, cutting her off.

"Luna..." She spoke up again.

"You will do as I say Jenna!" I snapped furiously. "I command it!” I repeated sternly.

Jenna flinched at my outburst, stepping back a bit. I have never flared up at her since the first day she became my maid, but I was in no mood to apologise for yelling at her, so I proceeded in telling her my plans.

"You are going to go into Declan 's room with your flimsiest cloth and the stringed wine in the cellar. And then you will seduce him and get him drunk. Drunk enough not to know what is happening but good enough for him to still be conscious. After that, you will give me those clothes and I will take it all from there."

Jenna stared at me with wide eyes, disbelief clearly evident on her face.

"Do you really have to do this?" She asked.

"There is nothing else I can do, Jenna. This is my last hope," I answered with finality ringing in my tone.

I could see that Jenna still had the protest in her, but she already knew it was pointless to argue with me because I had already made up my mind.

"I will do as you say, Luna. If this is going to help you then I will gladly do it."

I went back to the party like nothing had happened, smiling at Declan as I took my seat beside him again. Now I just had to wait for the end of the party to execute my plan.

It didn't take long before Declan decided to retire to his room, he did not tell me but I knew when he stood that he was already leaving. My heart thumped loudly in my chest as he left, looking around for Jenna and exhaling in relief when she showed up minutes later. She smiled sadly at me and followed my husband.

I went into my room and waited, biting my fingers in nervousness. Jenna came back a while later.

"Is it done?" I questioned eagerly.

"Yes, Luna," she answered, sighing. "Luna, you still want to go ahead with this?"

"It is too late to back out now, Jenna," I told her.

"Now, quick. Give me your clothes," I pressed and she took it off, handing it to me.

Jenna's scent enveloped me as I trudged on her wears, that was my aim. For Declan to lie with me, I had to make him think I was Jenna. If he knew it was me, he would throw my ass out before I would say Jack.

I crept into Declan 's room stealthily, smiling warily when I saw him sprawled on the bed. My gaze skittered around his drunken form, seeing he was already half naked, with his belt hanging loosely against his hips like he had been trying to take off his trousers.

"You are back," he drawled drunkenly, his eyes half opened. I knew he was not talking to me, he thought I was Jenna, but the fact that there was no hostility in his voice made me smile again. It was the first time his tone was soft with me.

"I am," I whispered carefully, "did you miss me?"

"Come closer," he beckoned and I did. He pulled me on top of him, his hand caressing my cheek lightly.

He leaned forward and kissed my lips softly. I melted into him, letting his tongue slide against mine, deepening the kiss. His hand snaked underneath my shirt, making me moan at the feel of his fingers pressing against my bare skin. He lifted himself up slightly, making the gap between us smaller and pushed his erection between our bodies. The feeling of his hard member against me sent shivers down my spine.

I wanted him. I wanted Declan so badly, so I leaned down and kissed him again. He reached for my cloth and whispered huskily. "Take it off, love."