The Luna's Perfect Revenge

Jorjette’s POV “Happy birthday, My Princess.” I heard Gabe, my mate say as I stepped onto the stage. It was my 18th birthday and my Wolf, Kyra couldn't wait to get completely mated to him and I could feel Gabe’s hand tightening around my arms and I smiled at him. If not for him, this party wouldn't happen, considering the Pack’s finances. “Thank you,” I replied, smiling, and then took his outstretched hand and together, we turned to look at the guests scattered in the large hall that was decorated beautifully. My father with a few elders was seated at the forefront, smiling lightly and Aria sat beautifully there, as well. His smile was obviously not genuine and that caused me to deflate a bit. I couldn't recall the last time he looked at me with as much love as he gave my stepsister, Aria. My dad loved my mother until her death, I was the cause of her death. He would always look at me like I should have never been born because I cost him a lot. One would think he would love me because he loved my mother but he hated me instead. As a child, it was hard not to experience any form of love while other children did. Also, it was like he lost his will to live or do anything about his Pack because, from the stories I have heard, my mother was literally the bedrock of the Pack. But the height of it all was when he came home with his second chance mate, Aria’s mother. My life went from bad to worse because I could never do anything that would please her. I started to rebel so much because I couldn't continue to be oppressed and I followed in my mother’s footsteps to lead the Pack someday. Still, my stepmother wasn't satisfied. But surprisingly, my father got angry with Aria’s mother one fateful night after she insulted me and the late Luna. My stepmother didn't realize that my father was extremely sensitive about my mother. He beat Aria’s mother up that night and she fell down the stairs, to her death. Father was devastated but he did everything in his power to cover the truth from everyone and Aria and even begged me not to spill a word because I was the only witness that night. From that moment, he basically stopped running the affairs of the Pack, leaving it to the Beta because he was overwhelmed by guilt but that only made him love Aria more and resent me. I did everything to get his attention and early enough, my Wolf, Kyra, was discovered to be a special one. She had been bestowed with healing abilities since birth. For most werewolves, we get our wolves at the age of 18 but Kyra awakened rather early. At the age of 10, I had Kyra and discovered that she was blessed. I was so elated that I spilled the news to my family. But my father didn't believe me and Arya mocked me. I was so angry that I was being called a liar, so one time, I barged into my father's office, dragging Aria in as well. I took out a knife and cut my wrist and right before them I healed myself. My father was certainly shocked and Aria had to tell me that it was nothing special but still, she was jealous. I did not get to reply to them before I fainted due to the energy I dispelled. But when I woke up again, my father had placed Aria beside me to monitor me while he told me never to use my ability again. He resented me and told me I got my ability at the expense of my mother’s death, so there was no reason to use it. I was shocked at that but I didn't relent, I tried to heal someone again after I woke up but I couldn't. It was like that ability had been blocked. So, for that time, I stopped using my healing ability and then sneaked into the library to learn why I couldn't use my ability. My learning about healing allowed me to acquire knowledge about how a person could survive at the brink of death, just by getting marked or marking anyone to stay alive. At the time, I saw a maid who was beaten up by a high-ranking werewolf, as an omega, it was sure that she was going to die but she ended up marking a guard and they both escaped the Pack. When I found out about this, I questioned my father why he couldn't do this to extend my mother's life. He claimed he loved her but he couldn't do anything. No matter how much I asked, he never gave me an answer to this day. And at the same time, no matter how much I learned to unblock my ability, I just couldn't use it anytime I wanted. I couldn't find the right pattern and I could only control it when a person was in danger. I was able to use it when an omega was being whipped by a wolf. I was outraged and that rage channeled out my ability but when Aria had just a simple cut, I just couldn't heal her. I wasn't sure if my ability chose who to heal and it baffled me to this day. I sighed looking at my father, he loved Aria more now but on days like this, I prayed and wished for his love. She was a blonde beauty who appealed to the eyes. Her appearance reminded my father of his second mate while I was just a nightmare to him. Also, I wondered how he failed to see just how evil and bitter she was because one time, she almost killed an omega because the omega dared to approach someone she liked. She would go about spreading fallacies to the Pack members about me, telling them how I killed her mother. For years, I had to deal with scorn until I found a way to deflect her manipulations. “Happy Birthday!” “Hurray!” They chanted those words and they brought me back to reality. I saw Aria smile cunningly at me while she hung onto my father and all his attention was on her. It hurt so much and even at that, I managed to mask my pain so well like I had been doing. I put up a strong front and smiled at the guests Also, seeing everyone happy was what I ever dreamed of. As the first daughter of the Alpha, taking care and taking over the Pack was what I lived for and I was about to fulfill that. It was what I owed my mother who labored over this Pack. As my father’s mate, she made sure to be the best Luna they could ever have and I was sure she was rolling in her grave seeing how the Pack was almost ruined. Training myself secretly and openly to become a female Alpha was tasking and sometimes demotivating. I would take time to learn the ethics, roles, and etiquettes of an Alpha while I catered to the Pack members, the facilities in the Pack, and the way of life here. Even though some of them didn't appreciate me because of my gender, some were grateful that I was able to step in in place of the Alpha. That little appreciation kept me going, building my resilience. And getting mated to Gabe, son of the Alpha of the neighboring Pack was a way of saving my Pack and I let him mark me with a promise to seal the bond completely with s*x, later when he fulfills his end of the deal. Now, Kyra and I couldn't wait to have him fully and we didn't have to wait anymore. He had provided some of the resources for my Pack, which was undergoing a serious famine and attacks from the rogues. We needed food and security, one that our finances couldn't afford. And since he was already acting according to our agreement, I had planned on getting laid for the first time that night. Nothing was supposed to go wrong that night with all my plans in place but I could never guess what was waiting in the stall for me. “Jette, it is time for your birthday speech.” I heard Gabe say beside me and I nodded. He took a step away from me and the lights in the hall dimmed, and the stage light focused on me. The screen behind me lit up, showing my birthday speech. I had taken this party so seriously because planning a birthday party or any kind of party was not what I was used to but I did it. I stayed up nights to finalize the guest list, the food, the decorations, and most of all, my speech. I aimed to see the guests smile home because of me while I left a lasting good impression on them. The speech was mainly because apart from mating with Gabe, I wanted to thank him for all he had done for me and for letting me make excessive demands sometimes. “First of all, I would like to say thank you to my father, Alpha of The Blue Wolf Pack. It has been a very long journey…” My speech went on, and even though I didn't want to mention him, I had to because everyone thought I was built and equipped this way because of my father. He would go out and take credit for whatever good I did and sidelining him in my speech would leave a bad impression. The Pack members would think I was an ungrateful child not fit enough to be their next ruler. I needed all the support I could get from them, especially when my father wasn’t helping. But then I started noticing that most of the guests were murmuring and pointing at the screen with complex looks on their faces. I was a bit bewildered and I wondered if they liked my speech so much, I took a deep breath, happily, and then continued. “Also, to my mate, Gabe…” I said turning to look at him but his eyes were focused on the screen. His eyes were supposed to be on me and I felt a pang of pain, feeling a bit disappointed. And before I turned to look at the screen myself, Gabe finally turned to look at me. “What is the meaning of this, Jette?” He asked, pointing at the screen and I frowned and then turned to look at the screen as well. “What?” I let out with a frown, seeing my nude photos displayed on the big screen. Alongside, were several chats of me sending those pictures to mated Werewolves, in exchange for a chance to meet them and have s*x. My heart drummed in my chest and my brain sparked as I didn't even know what to think. It was all too sudden but one thing I knew was that I never did any of those things. f**k, I never even took a nude photo of myself. “Answer me!” Gabe’s voice suddenly resounded and I jerked to look at him. “This is not what it is. I did not do any of this.” I said firmly. Even though I was staring at humiliating pictures of me, I refused to break down before them even though my head was already exploding. As far as I know, I had nothing to do with those pictures. “Then how do you explain that?” He asked, pointing at the screen, while his other hand clenched in anger. He felt humiliated and I could feel it but I felt much worse. “Tell me! Everyone here is listening!” He yelled and I flinched. I glanced at the guests who were bewildered at what they were seeing and my father who was already up on his feet, displeased. They all wanted an explanation, because how could a future Alpha humiliate herself this much because of s*x? But then I hoped they had even a little faith in me after I had shown them my qualities and virtues over the years. “Gabe, I did nothing. I'm innocent and I demand an investigation. I want to know who put those pictures up and how the person got them.” I declared with a resolute look in my eyes. No one could think of humiliating me and going scot-free, I had seen enough to cower at this s**t show. “You think some investigation would mask your deeds? I never knew you were some cheap whore.” He asked me and I was taken aback. His words were humiliating but then I figured that he was just hurt and angry and needed some explanation. But that was no excuse for his rude words. I took a deep breath, not wanting to lash out at him. “I will find out what's going on and after this, I will demand an apology from you,” I uttered, my eyes locking with his. The guests were shocked at how confident I was even after I was ‘caught’ red-handed but time would tell if I was innocent or not. I turned around to leave the stage to the backstage where the pictures were uploaded. A few steps away, Gabe spoke up. “I don't want an explanation.” He said and I looked at him with raised brows. Whoever said the explanation was only meant for him? I had my reputation to save here as well. “To me the evidence is solid, I can’t believe you, Jorjette and you do not deserve to be loved.” His eyes darkened dangerously. “What are you saying?” I asked, immediately feeling that something was off. “I, Gabe Wilson, hereby reject you, Jorhette Carlson as my mate! We shall no longer be bound together!” He declared and I gasped, taking the fatal blow of rejection. It was sudden that for the first time that night, the pain was written on my face. Immediately, I masked my expression while my hands were fisted tightly beside me. I was trying to suppress the pain when I saw my father climb up the stage with Aria beside him. His eyes read disappointment and I could see Aria gloating. Gabe then turned to my father and said, “ I won’t call off the deal between our Packs. I pity your Pack members, so in that case, I will be getting mated to your second daughter and continue to provide all resources needed.” He declared and I gasped in surprise. He didn't even give me a chance to accept or reject his rejection. Did he think just rejecting would solve this? Did he want to get mated to the second daughter? My stepsister, whom I hated? That couldn't be! We could cut at each other's throats and Gabe getting mated to her would certainly divide our family much more than it was. If Gabe got mated to Aria, it wouldn't be long before I got kicked to the curb and she would become the next Alpha. The last straw that broke the camel’s back was when my father agreed to it without even consulting me. Was all I ever worked going to go down the drain? No way! “Well, Gabe,” I called out with a sneaky smile on my face.“I do not accept your rejection!”