Alpha's Betrayal Omega´s Revenge

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Serena’s bare backside was still in front of me, and I couldn’t take my eyes off its shameless motion. Several eternal seconds passed before Ethan’s gaze finally met mine—and instead of shame, regret, or even surprise, all I saw on his face was a twisted smirk.

“Ser, sweetheart, you need to stop,” Ethan said as he gave his Beta’s naked thigh a playful slap, which was the only thing that finally made her notice I had entered.

“Luna…” she gasped as she turned around, barely suppressing a moan of pleasure.

It was too much.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I spun around and stormed out, slamming the door behind me. I walked down the hallway in a daze, unable to think straight, with the image of their shameless faces burning in my mind. When I reached the stairs, I felt Ethan’s hand on my arm.

“Let go of me!” I shouted.

“Nellie, please, stop. You need to listen to me.”

“Bastard! The last thing I want is to hear your voice, see your face, or be forced to endure your pathetic excuses,” I screamed, as anger, frustration, and despair tore at my heart. “We were supposed to be so happy! Everything was supposed to be perfect—but you ruined it. Or was this your plan all along? Was it all just a cruel joke on the omega? Tell me, you piece of s**t, is that what this was?”

I glanced at the security cameras, suddenly convinced that they were part of some twisted lie meant to make me the laughingstock of the entire pack.

“Nellie, my love, my mate—please, I’m begging you. You have to hear me out.”

How dare he call me mate after what I’d just seen? He had to be a real piece of work to think I’d melt just because he called me his love, his darling, his mate.

Burning with rage, I yanked my arm free and headed down the stairs toward the foyer, determined to get in my car and drive as far away from him and Moon’s Fang territory as I could.

He didn’t follow me—but he didn’t have to.

Because right in front of the double doors stood my worst nightmare: Luna-Mother Claire. Arms crossed, her piercing eyes locked on mine, and her active Luna aura washing over me like a wave.

“You’re coming with me. Now. Omega.”

Clarissa, my wolf, had gone silent the moment I refused to listen to her—when I opened the bedroom door Ethan had so thoroughly defiled. From Claire’s behavior, it seemed this had been going on for quite some time.

With Clarissa still withdrawn, the full weight of Claire’s Luna aura crashed over me, and I had no choice but to obey.

She took me by the hand and led me to her new office—a small room that had been prepared for her after I moved into her old audience hall.

I knew this woman hated me for being an omega, even though I had saved her son’s life just weeks ago.

I entered the office without knowing what she could possibly want from me.

“Close the door,” she ordered, her aura still active, my wolf still in hiding. I obeyed.

“So, you finally found out,” she said, her voice oozing satisfaction and thinly veiled mockery.

“You knew? Everyone knew?” I demanded, furious, though I already knew the answer.

Claire nodded and handed me a glass overflowing with liquor. I drank it without even wondering what it was. I just needed it.

“Serena was Ethan’s first love. They met as teenagers, in their third year of high school. They thought they were going to be mates, but when they received their wolves—well, it didn’t happen. Still, they clung to the feelings of that youthful love and even made a promise: that no matter who their fated mates turned out to be, they would stay together.” Claire poured herself a glass of the same liquor and refilled mine. “Can you blame my son for honoring a youthful vow?”

I wanted to crush the glass in my fist, but instead I drank it down again and answered firmly.

“Of course I blame him. He never told me any of this. No matter what ‘reasons’ he had, it’s still cheating.”

Claire shrugged, took a slow sip, and began pacing around her tiny new Luna-Mother office.

“Everything happened too quickly. I’ve never seen an Alpha wedding happen so fast. You both rushed into it—he out of excitement over finding his fated one, and you… Well, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out why an omega would accept marriage so quickly, even if she knew the truth. So don’t act all shocked and self-righteous, dear.”

“What?” I snapped, forgetting I was speaking to a Luna. “What the hell are you talking about?”

Claire smiled again, smug and shameless.

“Come on, omega. We both know you hit the jackpot with Ethan. No need to keep pretending. Your family now has status. I know your father’s career took off the moment your engagement was announced. And your mother—despite showing up in her cheap clothes—is now welcomed into boutiques that used to ignore her. And you? You were just a nurse, barely floor staff, and now you’re the most powerful woman in the pack… well, at least in name.”

Her words were pure poison, and I could feel them infecting me.

She stepped closer, her cold breath brushing my ear.

“Tell me, omega… are you really going to stand there and claim you would’ve walked away from all of that, just because Ethan is screwing his Beta?”

I wanted to smash the glass against her smug face—but that’s exactly what she wanted: for me to lose control and look like a lunatic.

I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction.

“Yes,” I said, my voice steady. “If I’d known, I wouldn’t have married him. I didn’t accept Ethan because of his money or his status in the pack. I accepted him because he’s my mate. He could have been an omega, or the lycan king—it wouldn’t have mattered. I accepted him because he’s my fated one. That’s it. Didn’t you marry Ethan’s father because he was your mate?”

Claire took a few steps back.

“That was different, omega. Ethan’s father and I were equals. We both came from Alpha bloodlines that had led packs for generations—just as everyone expected Ethan and Serena to do. But the Goddess played a cruel trick on us all and made you his mate. A joke for everyone—including you. Because no matter your ideals, you have no choice but to accept that my son sleeps with—and will continue sleeping with—his Beta.”

“I will never accept that! You’re insane if you think I’ll allow something like that in my life, in my marriage, in my family.”

I felt Claire’s aura rise again, and even without Clarissa, my omega instincts felt the threat.

“You’ve let the Luna title go to your head after just a few weeks,” Claire warned. “I’ll let it slide, omega, because I know how hard this must be for you. But don’t push your luck. If it weren’t for the pain it would cause my son, I’d have already snapped that pretty neck he loves to kiss.”

I searched for Clarissa—my wolf—but she was still gone. I still couldn’t fully control her.

“Think about it, omega,” Claire continued. “It’s just a small sacrifice. A whim you’d have to indulge once or twice a month. Think of it as a way to keep the spark alive—keep the boredom of routine at bay. Who knows, maybe you’ll even grow to enjoy it. Maybe you’ll consider joining them.”

My stomach churned at the thought, but I let her speak.

“In return, you’ll remain Luna. You’ll still be the most powerful woman in Moon’s Fang. And if not for yourself, think of your family. Your parents now enjoy a respect they’ll find hard to give up. Or do you really believe there won’t be consequences if you reject Ethan?”

A tingling sensation bloomed on my collarbone—where Ethan had marked me. Rejecting him was a justified option now, after what I had discovered and what his mother had just confirmed.

I could do it.

I could say the words, break the bond, and start a new life—the one I should never have walked away from.

But my parents would suffer too.

My father was thriving in his new position as plant manager—respected, valued, his opinions, despite being an omega, treated like a Beta’s.

And my mother—she was so proud of me. As Claire had cruelly pointed out, she was respected everywhere now, known as the mother of the new Luna.

They would be the ones to pay for my decision.

“So, omega?” Claire said, her voice smug. “Starting to see the world as it really is? Starting to realize that every promise of happiness comes with its price?”

I looked at the Luna-Mother, who delighted in my suffering, in my dilemma, in my weakness…

when someone knocked on the office door.

It was Ethan—I knew it before he even asked to come in.

“I’ll leave you two to talk,” Claire said as she walked to open the door. “And think carefully, omega… because you’re not the only one affected by your choices.”

Despite the fury boiling in my blood, I remained in the Luna-Mother’s office as Ethan entered and she left us alone.