Tales Of A Broken Luna

chapter 3

Lucy’s POV

“She’s actually pregnant for me.”

Andy’s words slammed into me like a physical blow, stealing the air from my lungs. My hands trembled at my sides as I stared at him, trying to process what he’d just said. This couldn’t be real.

My Andy. The man who had always reassured me, held me close when the whispers about my inability to conceive grew too loud. The man who had promised me we’d face it all together. And now, here he was, standing in front of me, confessing to fathering another woman’s child.

“How can she be pregnant for you?” I asked, my voice trembling, barely concealing the fury rising up within me.

Andy didn’t answer my question immediately. He crossed his arms and looked away, as though he couldn’t bear to meet my gaze. His silence felt like a slap, confirming the truth I didn’t want to believe.

“Andy, answer me!” I shouted, taking a step toward him with huge anger already.

He sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair.

“What do you want me to say, Lucy?” he said, his tone laced with irritation and hate.

“It happened. What’s done is done and quite he changed.”

“‘It happened’? It happened?” My voice cracked as the tears threatened to spill up from my eyes.

“You told me we’d wait until I pregnant. You told me the moon would bless us one day, that you’d stand by me no matter how long it took for that to happen!”

“And how long am I supposed to wait until the moon bless us, Lucy?” Andy shot back, his voice rising up, with a more visible anger.

“Five years? Ten? Forever? Do you know how it feels to have the entire pack questioning my worth as the strongest Beta because my Luna can’t give me an heir?”

His words hit harder than I thought they would do. I felt my chest tighten as if his betrayal wasn’t painful enough. Now he was blaming me.

“So it’s my fault,” I whispered, my voice trembling already.

“You cheated because i failed to give you a child?”

Andy laughed bitterly, his expression cold.

“I didn’t cheat because of you, Lucy. I cheated because I have needs and wants. Needs you couldn’t fulfill, and want you couldn't offer.”

The room spun for a moment, my vision blurring with a mix of tears and disbelief.

“You promised me, Andy. You promised me you would wait, even if it took twenty years to huge you an hour,” I said, my voice breaking already.

“And how foolish of you to believe that,” he snapped, his lips curling into a harsh smirk.

I took a shaky step back, the weight of his words crushing the last bit of resolve I had.

“You’re not the man I thought you were the night I accepted you as a mate,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Believe what you want to, Lucy,” he said with a dismissive shrug. “The truth doesn’t change anything at all. She’s pregnant, and it’s my child and that's final."

I wiped my tears angrily, refusing to let him see me break down.

“What’s her name?” I asked, my tone colder now.

Andy hesitated for a moment before finally saying,

“Ash.”

“Nice name,” I said with a bitter smile. Then my expression hardened.

“What is she doing in my house?” I shouted, unable to contain my rage any longer.

“You’re just a frustrated fool,” Andy spat before turning and storming out of the room, leaving me standing there alone with the echoes of his betrayal and deep pain.

For a short moment, I just stood there, staring blankly at the door he’d slammed shut behind him. My hands shook as I clutched at the edge of the table for support. How could everything fall apart so quickly? How had I been so blind to what was happening right under my nose?

Then I heard it.

A faint voice from down the hall, soft and hushed, but unmistakably hers.

I moved toward the doorway, my heart pounding in my chest as I crept down the hall. The closer I got, the clearer her words became.

“No, listen to me,” Ash was saying, her voice urgent. “He thinks it’s his, and that’s all that matters.”

I froze, my breath catching in my throat.

“I told you,” she continued, her voice dropping lower. “I’ll handle it. Just don’t call me again unless it’s important.”

There was a pause, followed by a bitter laugh. “He’s too wrapped up in his own guilt to even suspect anything. He’ll do whatever I want as long as I keep playing the grateful and devoted act.”

I pressed my hand against my mouth to stifle the gasp threatening to escape. My heart raced as her words sank in.

The pregnancy wasn’t his.

Ash had played him, deceived him, and Andy, in his arrogance and desperation, had fallen for it.

The pain I felt moments ago began to transform into something else, something sharper. Fury.

I turned and walked back to the bedroom, my mind already racing with thoughts of what to do next. Andy had betrayed me, but now I had something he didn’t a truth that could tear his carefully crafted world apart.

This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.