Chapter one

WENDY'S POV

I knocked gently on the door but got no response. The second knock was louder and this time, a gruff, 'Come in,' sounded from the inside.

I opened the door and stepped in.

“This package—”

Before the words could leave my mouth fully, I felt him pounce on me, dragging me towards the bed and trying to tear my clothes off at the same time.

“What are you doing?! Let me go!”

I struggled to pull myself free from him, but it was all in vain. His grip was too tight, holding me against him strongly.

“Help!” I screamed, hoping, wishing, that anyone would hear me and come to my rescue. “Hel—!”

He suddenly pressed his palm against my mouth, cutting the word shut.

“Come on now, baby,” he said, breathing against my mouth as he shoved me to the bed. “Be calm and I promise to be gentle.”

“Let me go! Get your hands off me! Let me go!” I yelled, pushing against him furiously, but instead of releasing me, he slobbered kisses all over my face and I felt as if a worm was crawling on my skin.

Suddenly, the door flew open, and facing me, looking at us was my mate — his face a cross between murderous rage and crippling shock.

I quickly pushed Rick away from me and rushed towards my mate.

Before I could get to him, however, he stepped backward. 

“So it's true? So this is really who you are?! You've been cheating on me all this while?”

“No, George, listen—”

“How dare you defile our relationship and the position you have as Luna of this pack?!”

“No—”

“I should have listened to my family from the beginning. Should have listened when they told me you were nothing but filth, nothing but a gold digger out for what she can get from anyone!”

“George, what are you saying?! I was being assaulted! He tried to rape me! Why can't you see that?!”

“You filthy liar,” he growled.

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“STOP!” Rick suddenly yelled, and then he asked me. “Who the hell is he?!” Without waiting for a response, he turned to George.

 “Who the hell are you? And how dare you break into my fun time with my girlfriend?!”

“What?!” I asked, stunned. “What the hell are you saying?! Don't listen to him, George! Don't listen to him! I swear to you on the Moon Goddess’s name that he was trying to assault me! I swear to you!”

Before he could respond, the door opened again and Queen Rosina, George's stepmother, and Brittany, my half-sister, came in.

“What's going on here?” asked Queen Rosina.

Without taking his eyes off me, George replied, “You were right, Mother. She is nothing but a traitor and a liar. I caught them both on the bed.”

The Queen took one long look at Rick's half-naked form and my flushed face and shared a look with my sister.

“Oh, I'm sorry that you're going through this, Alpha George,” spoke Brittany, her voice pitiful and sympathetic. “We've been trying to tell you for a while now, but you just wouldn't listen to us.”

“That's right, George,” added Queen Rosina, “It's a pain you couldn't see through her charade, but I'm glad that it's over now.”

“I am not a cheat!” I repeated.

The Queen smirked. “You can tell yourself as much lies as you want, dear. If you weren't a cheat, what were you doing here, hmm? A stranger you barely know.”

I stared at her, stunned beyond words. “Wh—what are you talking about?” I turned to the queen and picked up the box on the floor — the box I had come to drop off for Rick — and extended it to her. “But you were the one who asked me to drop this off to him. You sent me.”

She flared up immediately. “Why trying to pull me into your web of lies?! How dare you make up stories against me, just so you can get yourself free from your treachery and deceit?!” 

“I am not lying!” I threw it back at her just as Brittany pulled the box away from my hand and tore it open. 

With a malicious and devilish smile, she raised the content for all to see. 

My heart dropped into my stomach as I saw it.

It was a two-piece lingerie set. The bra cups were barely there, and the panties were utterly see-through.

At the look on Queen Rosina's face, I immediately knew this was all planned. It was a set-up.

I knew that Queen Rosina didn't approve of my union with George, but I didn't know it could get to this extent.

“George, I swear to you. I didn't put that there.”

Rick spoke up, “Come off it, babe. The secret is out. No need to pretend. You did good though. You bought the exact thing I told you to buy.”

“Shut up!” I yelled through the tears streaming down my face and turned to George, ignoring the others.

I wanted George to believe me. He was all that mattered.

“George, please, believe me. I—”

“Oh, shut up, girl,” cut in the Queen. “Believe you? Do you want him to believe you? If you weren't having an affair, why would you come into another man's room with something so indecent?” She asked.

I turned to my sister, my heart squeezed with pain but I knew she could help me out. “Brittany, you were there, right? You were there when the queen sent me to give the package to Rick, right?” 

I asked, hopefully, knowing her words would put everything straight, but to my utter horror, she shook her head, a sad and depressed look on her face.

“No. No, Wendy, I can't do this anymore. I can't keep lying and covering up for you. I'm tired of supporting your lies.”

“What?” I barked like a mad woman, not wanting to believe my ears. “Brittany, what are you saying?!”

“That you've been a cheat all this while,” said my stepsister with a tone of finality.

“What were you planning to do, Wendy?” the queen asked callously. “Were you planning to perform a strip-tease for him while your mate was a few feet away in another room?”

“George, please don't listen to them!” I reached for my mate's hands tearfully but he jerked them away from them.

Without another word, he turned his back to me and left the room.