My Alpha King Mate Went Crazy When I Left the World After His Betrayal Chapter 2

Aiden's hands are instantly on my back. "What's wrong, my Luna?"

The door bursts open. Marcus, our pack healer, already has his medicine bag ready.

My personal healer - Aiden's orders. One sneeze from his Luna and Marcus better appear within seconds. Or else.

Marcus's healing magic probes my body. His face grows more confused by the second.

"Alpha King, there's nothing physically wrong." He chooses his words carefully. "Her wolf's distressed - like she's seen something... threatening."

Aiden's shoulders loosen at the diagnosis.

"Thank the Goddess you're not sick."

"My love." He grabs my hands. "Tell me what's upsetting your wolf."

"We're Moon-blessed mates. No secrets between us, remember?"

Our mate bond pulses as he squeezes my hand. His eyes scream sincerity.

But so did the Moon Goddess's vision.

"And you?" The words taste like poison. "Got any secrets you want to share, Aiden Blackwood?"

"My Luna." No hesitation. No tell-tale flinch. "We're practically joined at the hip. What could I possibly hide?"

His Alpha pride bleeds at my question. Poor wounded wolf.

"Of course I trust you." The lie tastes like ash.

"My perfect Luna." He crushes me against his chest, not giving a damn about Marcus and Sarah watching.

Seven years I bought his act. Poor insecure Alpha King, always needing his mate's comfort.

I used to feel special. The most powerful wolf in the kingdom, desperate for my touch.

What a f**king joke.

I wasted my Moon Goddess blessings on him. Spent years healing "emotional wounds" while he played me for a fool.

He insists on taking me home early. Can't have his Luna upset.

Seven years mated and still playing the perfect couple.

Walking hand-in-hand through pack grounds. Stopping at my special moonflower garden - his "gift of love."

Our special routine since I agreed to be his mate. Now each step makes me want to vomit.

The moon's high when he appears with my nightly tea. Silver liquid in a crystal cup.

"Drink up, my love." His voice drips honey. "Time for rest."

"Funny." I eye the pearly brew. "This tea's more regular than pack meetings."

His muscles tense. Just for a second. Then smooth Alpha mask back in place. "You know how the moon affects your wolf. This blend keeps you both peaceful."

The tea started as help for full moon restlessness.

Now I see it for what it is - his perfect tool to keep me knocked out while he fucks around during our "precious time together."

My stomach churns at the thought of what his 'special tea' is doing to our unborn pup.

Each night he betrayed not just his mate, but his own heir - all to f**k his omega.

I will punish him, I want to see what he looks like when he knows the truth.

I drain the cup without a word.

"Bedtime!" He practically bounces as he drags me to our den. Like an eager pup with a new toy.

Soon our "sacred" den will host its nightly threesome.

[Two days until reclamation complete], the Moon Goddess whispers.