[CASSIE’S POV]
Today my heart fluttered with thrill and excitement.
My husband, Geoff Harquin, would be celebrating his birthday today and I wanted to be the first one to greet him so I drove out early to make him a fresh cake and also buy him a birthday gift. It wasn’t like everyday that I get to surprise the famous Alpha of the Springcrest pack so today, I wanted it to be extra special.
As I was on my way to see Geoff, the sweet scent of vanilla frosting coming from the cake was making me feel more excited. It wasn’t just any typical cake that I baked here, this one was definitely made out of my love for Geoff, crafted with glossy caramel sprinkles and a swirl of delicate chocolate edible roses I’d spent hours perfecting that was also Geoff’s favorite flavors.
I also wrapped him a box containing the leather shoes he had been eyeing for months. I bet Geoff would be so happy to see these. I had saved up quietly for them, eagerly anticipating the moment I could finally give it to him.
I simply couldn’t help but imagine how would my dear husband react to this once he saw all of my gifts.
“Hold on. What would I tell him when I hand these over to him?” I muttered to myself, a smile tugging at the corner of my lips. “Well, should it be, Happy birthday, my love? Nope! That would be too plain. Then what if... ‘here’s some birthday gift the best Alpha and husband in the world’? Ugh, not that! That would be too cheesy.” I then giggled softly, shaking my head as I had been thinking nothing but silly ideas.
As I reached the front door, my excitement was nearly overwhelming me that I couldn’t help but feel nervous. Suddenly, the images of Geoff’s warm smile and also his embrace, plus his teasing chuckle when he saw what I brought for him indulge my imaginations. However, as I make my way inside the door, I found the house looking as though it was empty of his presence.
I though perhaps, he was still in bed. He usually spend his days in this ancestral manor of the pack during weekdays and spend most of his weekend with me in our private villa. That’s why I made the initiative to come and surprise him without telling him. But as I open the door to his room, my excitement came to a crashing halt.
The gift box slipped from my hand, and it caused a sound enough to wake them up. And there, with my two eyes, I saw him lying on the bed we once shared. It was definitely my dear husband Geoff—with his bare body intertwined with another woman. My mind struggled to process what I was seeing until my gaze locked on the woman’s face.
I couldn’t believe it, but it was Brittany Sinclair—my very own cousin.
A sudden wave of nausea washed over me, and I felt my knees start to buckle. The room became hazy as my breath grew faster. This isn’t real. This can’t be real. Yet, the gentle whisper of Brittany’s voice and the sight of Geoff peacefully asleep were unmistakable.
My grip on the cake box tightened. Fury bubbled in my chest, consuming the shock and despair. I marched into the room and, without a second thought, hurled the cake at them.
The crash of the box hitting the bed startled them both awake. Geoff bolted upright, his face contorting in anger, while Brittany shrieked, clutching a sheet to her chest.
“What the hell, Cassie?!” Geoff roared, his eyes blazing.
“What the hell?” I shot back, my voice shaking with rage. “You’re asking me that? You’re lying naked in our bed with her! My own cousin!”
Brittany scowled, her expression smug even as cake crumbs dotted her hair. “Oh, stop being so dramatic, Cassie. You always act like you’re the victim.”
“But I am the victim here!” I snapped, my voice rising. “I welcomed you into this pack. My parents raised you as their own after your parents died. And this is how you repay me? By sleeping with my husband?”
Brittany scoffed, her tone dripping with venom. “Spare me the guilt trip. Do you know what’s worse than betrayal? It is living in your shadow all these years, Cassie. The perfect Luna, the perfect wife. You didn’t even deserve any of it.”
My heart twisted. Her words struck deep, but I refused to let them wound me. “Perhaps you’re just jealous of me that’s why you’re doing this. And that’s your excuse for this disgusting betrayal, Brittany!”
"Yes, you’re right, I’m jealous!” Brittany spat, rising from the bed and wrapping the sheet around herself. “Because I can’t accept that a wolfless, powerless nobody like you has become this pack’s luna. The only reason you’ve become the Luna is because of your father’s deal with the former Alpha. If he hadn’t saved Geoff’s father’s life, do you honestly think you’d be standing here today? Do you seriously think Geoff even loves a bit? You’re delusional, Cassie.”
Her words knocked the wind out of me. I turned to Geoff, desperate for him to deny it. “Geoff, is that true? Tell me she’s lying.”
His jaw clenched, his eyes cold and unyielding. “It’s true.”
The world tilted on its axis. My throat tightened, and tears blurred my vision. “All of it? Even... even the part where you didn’t love me?”
Geoff’s lips curled into a sneer as he stepped toward me, his towering frame casting a shadow over mine. “Every single word she said was true, Cassie. I didn’t want you then, and I don’t want you now. I hate the day I was forced to marry you. Do you have any idea how suffocating it’s been to be tied to you?”
Each word was a dagger to my heart. My voice cracked as I whispered, “But I loved you, Geoff. I gave you everything.”
Geoff laughed bitterly, the sound devoid of warmth. “I never asked for your love, Cassie. And as of today, I don’t want you in my life anymore. We’re done.”
Before I could respond, his hands shoved me backward with such force that I stumbled, barely catching myself against the doorframe. His disgusted glare pierced me to my core.
“What do you mean we’re done? No, that can’t be right—-”
“Get out of my sight, Cassie!” he growled.
Brittany smirked, her confidence bolstered by Geoff’s venom. “Looks like the Alpha finally grew a spine. About time, if you ask me.”
I turned to her, my hands trembling. “You have no shame, do you? After everything my family did for you—everything I did for you—you throw it all away for this?”
Brittany shrugged, her tone mockingly sweet. “Oh, Cassie. You always did love playing the martyr. Maybe it’s time you realized you’re not as indispensable as you think.”
The weight of their betrayal crushed me. My legs felt like they would give out, but I forced myself to stand tall. “You may think you have him now, Brittany, but don’t think for a second that this makes you better than me. You’ll always be the envious little girl who could never measure up.”
Her smirk wavered briefly before she bounced back, rolling her eyes. “Whatever you say, cousin.”
Geoff’s voice sliced through the tension. “Enough. Cassie, leave us this ones before I asked the gammas to throw you out.”
I looked at him, hoping to find even a hint of regret, a glimpse of the person I believed I understood. However, there was absolutely nothing, just his cold indifference.
I turned on my heel, swallowed the lump in my throat, and left them together inside the room. And all the while, I had heartbreak with each step away from them feeling betrayed.
When I arrived home to the villa, I eventually fell onto the living room’s sofa, the events reeling in my mind like a broken stereo, giving me some doze of nightmares that I couldn’t escape.
How could everything fall apart so suddenly? How could the man I loved and trusted betray me so deeply?
Tears streamed down my face as the weight of the truth settled in. Geoff never loved me. Our marriage was nothing more than an arrange marriage, as a result of how the former alpha had been indebted to my father, the former beta of this pack.
And my very own cousin, Brittany, had taken everything from me without a second thought.
But even as despair threatened to consume me, a spark of defiance ignited in my chest. They had stripped me of my pride, my love, and my trust. But they would not strip me of my dignity.
I wiped my tears and straightened my back. If Geoff and Brittany thought they could break me, they were sorely mistaken. I would fight back—not with violence, but with strength and resilience.
I didn’t know what the future held, but one thing was certain: I would not let their betrayal define me. I would rise above it, no matter how broken I felt in this moment.
“Happy birthday, Geoff,” I whispered bitterly, tossing the box of shoes into the corner. “I hope it’s everything you ever wanted.”
And with that, I began to go back to head back at the ancestral house.
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I pushed the door of Gwen’s apartment open with a force I didn't intend, feeling the anger and frustration build up like a storm inside me. The apartment smelled like her signature lavender-scented candles, the ones I had always teased her for using too much. It was comforting, but it didn’t ease the tension swirling in my chest.Gwen, who had been sitting on the couch, jumped at the sound of the door slamming behind me. Her eyes widened, and she immediately stood up, concern etched across her features.“Cassie? Oh my God, where have you been? I’ve been trying to call you for hours. You didn’t pick up any of my calls!” she exclaimed, rushing over to me with her arms outstretched, as if she wanted to pull me into a hug. But I stepped back, needing space to breathe.“I’m fine, Gwen,” I muttered, my voice rougher than I intended. “Just… a lot happened.”Her eyes searched mine, narrowing as she took in my disheveled appearance. My hair was a tangled mess, and I could feel the remnants of t
The silence that followed was thick and heavy, the kind of silence that felt like it could swallow you whole if you let it. Gwen sat beside me, her hand still on mine, offering what comfort she could in the absence of words. I wanted to feel better. I wanted to let go of the gnawing feeling that clung to me like an unwanted shadow. But as I sat there, I couldn't stop thinking about Zero. His face, that eerie calmness, his words that seemed to follow me even in the quiet moments.I shifted uncomfortably, pulling my hand away from Gwen’s. "I should probably get some sleep," I muttered, though I knew I wouldn't. My mind wouldn't let me rest.Gwen didn’t argue, though I could tell she wanted to. She simply nodded, a small sigh escaping her lips as she stood up. "Let me know if you need anything, okay?" she said softly. Her concern was evident, but she respected my need for space, just like always.I nodded in return, my throat tightening with an emotion I couldn’t quite name. As she heade
I woke up the next morning with my phone in hand, the screen still lit up with our chat from last night. Licht’s name stared back at me, his last message lingering in my mind:"Sleep well, Cassie. Sweet dreams. Maybe dream of me?"A small smile tugged at my lips despite myself. I hated how easily he could make me feel this way, but there it was—that stupid fluttering in my chest that I couldn’t seem to shake. Before I could second-guess myself, I opened the Finder app and shot him a reply."Don’t flatter yourself. I’m not that easy."Not a minute later, a reply came in."Oh, really? You’re chatting with me first thing in the morning. Seems like I’m on your mind, Cassie."I rolled my eyes, but a chuckle escaped my lips."You’re unbelievable."His response came almost instantly."And yet, you’re still talking to me. Admit it—you’d miss me if I stopped."I didn’t bother denying it, even to myself. Instead, I leaned back against my pillow, a blush creeping across my cheeks as I typed back
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The shock of Zero’s statement left me paralyzed, my mind reeling as I stared up at him. "Are you serious?" I finally managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper.Zero’s sharp blue eyes glinted in the dim light of the alley as he stood to his full height. Without saying a word, he pointed directly at me, a slow and deliberate motion that sent a shiver down my spine. His meaning was clear even before he spoke again, his voice low and unwavering. "I want you, Cassie. Your body. Your loyalty and everything about you that could satisfy me. I want to claim you mine."The weight of his words crashed down on me like a tidal wave. My breath hitched, and I stumbled back a step, my back brushing against the cold, rough wall of the alley. The realization hit me with brutal clarity: I had only just been freed from the shackles of being mated to my ex-husband, and now I was faced with the possibility of being bound again—this time to a rogue whose reputation was as dark as the blood staining hi
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I couldn’t stand it any longer. The days of waiting for news about my father had stretched on like an endless abyss, and the silence only grew heavier with every passing hour. I was trapped in a cage of uncertainty, my mind spinning with endless questions and fears. What happened to him? Where was he? Why hadn’t he contacted me, like he always promised he would?The letter he left behind only deepened the mystery. It spoke of allies—people who could help me, who knew more than I did about whatever danger he was facing—but it gave me nothing concrete. No names, no addresses, just vague instructions to seek out these allies if I wanted answers. How was I supposed to find them with nothing but a cryptic message and a burning sense of panic?I couldn’t stay here anymore. Waiting, hoping that someone would come to tell me that he was okay—it wasn’t working. My father had always been the one to protect me, to guide me, but now it was my turn. I had to find him. I had to do whatever it took
As the hours dragged on, Gwen paced the room, clearly agitated. She had been on edge ever since I told her about involving Licht, but her worry for me outweighed her skepticism about him."I still don't like this," Gwen said, crossing her arms. "But if Licht’s as resourceful as you say, maybe it’s not the worst idea."I nodded, staring at the screen of my laptop where Licht's last message still glowed. His reassurance brought me a sense of calm I hadn’t felt in days, but I couldn’t shake the anxiety gnawing at my stomach.“I’ll be careful,” I promised, though my voice lacked conviction.Gwen sighed and shook her head. “I’ll do what I can from here. Maybe I can send someone to keep an eye on your father. At least that way, we’ll know he’s safe—for now.”“Do you really think that’s possible?” I asked, hope flickering in my chest.“I’ll find a way,” Gwen said firmly. “There’s a messenger I trust who’s good at staying under the radar. I’ll have them check in regularly. At least it’ll give
The words on the letter echoed in my mind like a haunting melody I couldn’t escape. My father’s tone—desperate, apologetic, but most of all, resigned—gripped my heart in a vice.“Cassie?” Gwen’s voice was laced with worry as she sat beside me on the bed. “Talk to me. What did your dad say?”I swallowed hard, trying to steady my shaking hands. The letter trembled in my grip as if it carried the weight of his fears directly into my veins. “He said… he doesn’t have much time. He thinks someone’s after him.” My voice cracked as I tried to get the words out. “He said not to trust anyone.”Gwen’s expression darkened, her brows furrowing in concern. “That doesn’t sound good. Did he say who it is? What’s happening?”I handed her the letter, unable to say more. As she read it, I could see the same unease settling over her features. She finished reading and looked at me, her eyes wide with disbelief.“This is serious, Cassie,” she said, her voice hushed. “If what he’s saying is true—if someone’
I woke up the next morning with my phone in hand, the screen still lit up with our chat from last night. Licht’s name stared back at me, his last message lingering in my mind:"Sleep well, Cassie. Sweet dreams. Maybe dream of me?"A small smile tugged at my lips despite myself. I hated how easily he could make me feel this way, but there it was—that stupid fluttering in my chest that I couldn’t seem to shake. Before I could second-guess myself, I opened the Finder app and shot him a reply."Don’t flatter yourself. I’m not that easy."Not a minute later, a reply came in."Oh, really? You’re chatting with me first thing in the morning. Seems like I’m on your mind, Cassie."I rolled my eyes, but a chuckle escaped my lips."You’re unbelievable."His response came almost instantly."And yet, you’re still talking to me. Admit it—you’d miss me if I stopped."I didn’t bother denying it, even to myself. Instead, I leaned back against my pillow, a blush creeping across my cheeks as I typed back
The silence that followed was thick and heavy, the kind of silence that felt like it could swallow you whole if you let it. Gwen sat beside me, her hand still on mine, offering what comfort she could in the absence of words. I wanted to feel better. I wanted to let go of the gnawing feeling that clung to me like an unwanted shadow. But as I sat there, I couldn't stop thinking about Zero. His face, that eerie calmness, his words that seemed to follow me even in the quiet moments.I shifted uncomfortably, pulling my hand away from Gwen’s. "I should probably get some sleep," I muttered, though I knew I wouldn't. My mind wouldn't let me rest.Gwen didn’t argue, though I could tell she wanted to. She simply nodded, a small sigh escaping her lips as she stood up. "Let me know if you need anything, okay?" she said softly. Her concern was evident, but she respected my need for space, just like always.I nodded in return, my throat tightening with an emotion I couldn’t quite name. As she heade
I pushed the door of Gwen’s apartment open with a force I didn't intend, feeling the anger and frustration build up like a storm inside me. The apartment smelled like her signature lavender-scented candles, the ones I had always teased her for using too much. It was comforting, but it didn’t ease the tension swirling in my chest.Gwen, who had been sitting on the couch, jumped at the sound of the door slamming behind me. Her eyes widened, and she immediately stood up, concern etched across her features.“Cassie? Oh my God, where have you been? I’ve been trying to call you for hours. You didn’t pick up any of my calls!” she exclaimed, rushing over to me with her arms outstretched, as if she wanted to pull me into a hug. But I stepped back, needing space to breathe.“I’m fine, Gwen,” I muttered, my voice rougher than I intended. “Just… a lot happened.”Her eyes searched mine, narrowing as she took in my disheveled appearance. My hair was a tangled mess, and I could feel the remnants of t