My Alpha And Her Sister-In-Law Were Hospitalized For Using Toys

Chapter 2

After Alpha Lorcan claimed me as his Mate, he showered me with endless praise, whispering sweet words that I was the perfect woman—virtuous, dignified, the ideal Luna. He made me believe I was the one he’d always wanted, the one he’d been destined for. But now, those words feel like a cruel joke, a hollow promise whispered by a wolf that never truly cared—just a faint echo carried away on the wind.

Seven years. We had spent seven years together, yet the moments of true connection between us were scarce, fleeting like wisps of smoke. I wonder now if he ever truly desired someone like me. Was I nothing more than the proper choice, the duty? Or was it Marigold—his Beta sister-in-law, wild and untamed, with a free spirit that could never be caged—that he truly craved?

I returned home to find our shared space—a place once full of love and laughter—now suffocating. It felt like a gilded cage. I couldn’t stay another moment. Without a second thought, I grabbed a suitcase and began hastily packing, my hands shaking with fury and desperation. The home I had carefully decorated with love felt foreign now. A battlefield of lies, betrayal, and the broken promises of an Alpha who never saw me.

As I rummaged through the shelves in the study, my fingers brushed something cold, metallic. A laptop—one I didn’t recognize, hidden beneath a pile of old documents, buried like a dirty secret.

I hesitated only for a moment. The beast of curiosity in me was awakened, its claws digging into my chest. I powered it on, only to be met with a password screen.

First, I tried my birthday. It didn’t work.

Then, a dark thought crept into my mind. I typed in Marigold’s birthday.

The screen clicked open.

A chill raced down my spine as the desktop loaded. Inside the hard drive, hidden away like poison in a dark corner, were folders—so many folders. I opened the first one without hesitation.

Photos. Videos. Explicit images. Dozens of them.

Alpha Lorcan and Marigold.

My heart stopped. My stomach twisted, but I couldn’t look away as the vile images flashed on the screen—twisted scenes of them together, every depravity laid bare. Marigold, dressed in nothing but a teasing grin, bound in knots, exposed, violated. It sickened me to my core.

They’d done it everywhere—his office, my home, the bed we had once shared, the dining table where we had once eaten together. Even here, in this very study, his mark had been left. I was suffocating, drowning in the images of my betrayal.

Fury burned through me. I had to act. Without a moment’s hesitation, I connected a portable hard drive and began copying every file. I wasn’t just a scorned Luna—I was a woman wronged, collecting the evidence of his treachery like a predator preparing to strike.

Just as I finished, I heard the front door creak open. Alpha Lorcan was home.

He had returned late, probably rushing from the Pack’s medical facility, panicked that I would discover the truth—the truth he had tried so hard to keep buried.

I snapped into action, shoving the laptop back into its hiding place, closing my suitcase as if I had been nothing more than tidying up. But my body screamed with rage.

He entered the study, his sharp gaze sweeping over the mess I had made, a glint of suspicion flickering in his eyes. “Why are you tidying up all of a sudden?” he asked, his voice cold, his wolf instincts already on alert.

“The place was filthy. I’m cleaning.” My voice was flat, emotionless—a well-placed mask. Inside, I was a storm ready to break free.

Alpha Lorcan chuckled, stepping closer with that fake tenderness he always had, his eyes narrowing as if to soften the moment. “You must be tired from your trip. Let’s leave it for tomorrow. I’ll call a cleaning service.”

He reached out, pulling me into his arms, but I shoved him away with a force I didn’t even know I had. The rejection was brutal, sending him stumbling back.

“Go take a shower,” I said, my voice sharp like a whip. “You stink of hospital sweat.”

He just laughed, oblivious to the rage brewing inside me, his wolfish grin never leaving his face. “Alright, alright, I’ll go shower.”

Before disappearing into the bathroom, he casually mentioned, “We should stop cleaning. We’re getting bonded soon anyway. Let’s renovate this place, or maybe even buy a new house.”

His words used to make my heart flutter, the idea of our future together filling me with warmth. But now, all I felt was ice.

I didn’t respond. I couldn’t.

Mistaking my silence for exhaustion, he urged me to rest before vanishing into the bathroom. I gave a half-hearted reply and retreated to my room.

Lying in bed, I stared at the ceiling, trapped in my thoughts. The images from the laptop haunted me like a specter, choking me, making it impossible to breathe. I couldn’t sleep.

Moments later, the mattress dipped beside me.

Alpha Lorcan had finished his shower and slipped under the covers, wrapping his arms around me, as if nothing had changed. His chest pressed against my back, one arm beneath my neck, as if to protect me.

But I wasn’t his to protect anymore. I was no longer the innocent Luna who needed him. I was the betrayed woman, suffocating beneath the weight of his lies.

I held my breath, the words clawing at my throat, desperate to escape.

“Alpha Lorcan, let’s break u-”

But before I could finish, his phone buzzed on the nightstand.

With one arm still wrapped around me, he reached for it with the other. The screen lit up, and in the dim glow, I saw it—the images from the laptop. Marigold. Him. The same explicit photos.

My heart thundered. The blood rushed in my ears, drowning out everything else. My fingers curled into fists, nails biting into my palms.

Alpha Lorcan hastily set the phone down, a flush creeping up his neck as he tried to pretend nothing was wrong. But his body stiffened, his wolf instincts suddenly alert, as if sensing the shift in the air.

He sat up abruptly, his eyes wild, as if a fuse had just been lit inside him.

I had never seen him like this. But the truth was out now, and so was my revenge.