Alpha Draven's Fake Luna

“ Your free to leave now, there are no complications and the baby is perfectly fine.” Nurse Ally- my best frind- says, smiling widely at me. I giddily jump off the bed, happy to resume my duties as a luna. “Thank you.” I sigh in relief rushing out to go meet my mate, Mason. He was supposed to be with me when I get discharged but I'm guessing he's busy. I rush down the hallway of the pack house, answering greatings from left and right till i get to the very last room- my mates office. My wolf yelps in joy at the thought of seeing our mate and my baby kicks Happily. However, it falls off my face all too soon when muffled male grunts reach my ears. “What's going on” My wolf -skye- questions and my stomach twists painfully. My mouth fills up with siliva as I push the door aside, praying it's not what I think it is. The door creaks and pulls open followed by my strangled scream. Pain twists in the my heart and my legs give out, dropping me to the ground gracelessly. Mason whips his head from his standing position behind the man I call a stepbrother, his lower half still moving in steady thrusts. Ian muffles a moan, his lips tilting to the side in an evil smirk. “Took you long enough, I was wondering when you would find out.” He moans. I shake my head violently , eyes moving to Mason as he moan in unison with Ian. My head spins , my wolf cries, and something akin to scorching fire envelopes my heart. “Mason, stop…. please!. Don't do this to me! To our baby!” Masons maniac laugh fills the room, Ian standing besides him as they buckle up their pants and head in my direction with demonic smirks plaster on their faces. “Did you really think I would be able to stay with you after what you did to me” Mason growls, squatting down to my level. His hands slice through the air, landing a solid slap on my right cheek. The force of it sends my head to the cold tiled floor. I whimper in pain while my wolf cries. “Did you think I would ever love you after you decided to sleep with another man and carry his child, huh?. Did you really expect me to play the role of a father for that bastard child of yours?.” His hands clench around my throat The growl that follows is gutteral and makes my heart clench. Confusion swirls around ever corners of my brain. “M-m-mason, t-the baby is yours” I cough out, struggling to breath. “Lair” Ian roars punching me square in the stomach, sending my head back to the ground all over again. Another wave of pain hits me, but this time around it's because I fill my stomach twist in notts. Blood slides past my legs, poolling around me. The cry of both I and my wolf fills the space around us, followed by their gutteral laugh. “Ian, Mason, please don't do this to me.” I cry, tasting the tears flowing feeling down my cheek. “I love you” I whimper. “Well I don't love you and I reject you.” He barks. “No,please don't- “I REJECT YOU MELISSA GREYSON AND TAKE AWAY YOUR POSITION AS LUNA OF THE BLUE MOON PACK” he announces , kicking me once again and walking over me with a pleased Ian at his side, leaving me in a puddle of my own blood, and allowing me to bleed to death.