Alpha’s Betrayal

Two

Astra's POV

My knees suddenly lost it strength and I felt them go weak and wobbly, barely strong enough to hold my weight as I stared at a copy of my husband, my own Arlo whom I've loved for the last two and a half years. I snickered, laughed and scoffed simultaneously unsure of what my emotions could be. My thoughts were in disarray and the only question that topped the tons of queries clouding my mind was why he would do such to me.

"Luna, I didn't mean for you to find out this way." She muttered.

I laughed hysterically as tears rolled down my cheeks, this was an evidence and proof that my marriage was a joke, almost three years of my life was a complete pathetic joke. Arlo always insisted on not wanting a child because he cared about my body, our ambitions and our goals or so I thought or he made me believe and heavens know how much I wanted a child but I compromised because I loved him but here was I standing before his child.

"How old is he?" I asked, dreading her answer.

"Alberto is three years old." Fiona replied.

I felt a heavy weight drop on me, it meant Fiona was pregnant with Arlo's child and also heavy with him while we were getting married, it suddenly made sense why she wore an overflowing gown and had to leave early. Arlo knew exactly what he was doing, he impregnated his own beta, had a son and kept deceiving me into thinking I had the perfect marriage and most loving husband therefore having no children, I was doomed.

"I'm sorry Astra, I really am but I have to do this for Alberto's sake, I never knew the alpha would marry another woman and I thought he would have told you about it but he didn't, I kept urging him to do so but he kept postponing it, poor Alberto didn't do anything wrong, all he did was being born and that's not his own fault, why does he have to be treated like a bastard, if you had a child, you would understand." Fiona explained.

I shook my head, she was obviously right, the little boy and a right to his father, not to be hidden.

"He's been referred to as a bastard while his own Father owns the entire pack? That's unfair and I won't stand it any longer, I can't." Fiona uttered, resolutely.

It seems she had thought it through and prepared for the worse as the guilt I once saw in her eyes was replaced by something I always longed for; the love and will of a mother.

"Fiona." I called out, unsure of what to say.

She raised her hand to stop me, whatever it was I planned to say.

"No Luna Astra, no, whatever it is you want to say I'm sorry but I won't listen to it, I don't have to listen to it so please don't." She pleaded.

I swallowed my non-existent words.

"It is high time my son stopped hiding the shadows and stepped into the limelight of his true identity, he's too young to be without a father, a supportive system or a life and I will not strip him the shot at a normal childhood, no one deserves that and anyone who tries to do other wise will face me instead." She swore.

I saw the fierceness in her eyes and her tone, she was not the beta just in name, she was fiery and ruthless, more powerful than most men in the pack. I looked around suspiciously, afraid someone might hear us but I let go of my fears, I was the joke here, no one else. I kept mute, wanting to know what her deal was.

"What I want is simple. I want a complete family for Alberto, I want him to have a father and not be referred to as a bastard, I want a husband and a father for and to my son, his rightful father." Fiona declared.

I chuckled softly and my tongue cleaved to the roof of my mouth. She was audacious to lay claims to my husband and she was right to do so. Standing right in my matrimonial home where I thought belonged to me was the beta of the pack providing evidence that I was living in a fool's mansion, an illusion that has now being shattered by the dawn of reality.

"Fiona, I'm sorry you have to-"

"There's nothing to be sorry for Luna, the deed is done and things must be made right, I'll see to it." She replied, abruptly cutting me short.

Lost for words, I looked at her and her son then back at her, I ran my fingers through my hair hoping that it jolts me out of this daydream where all I've built upon for years now is but a lie, joke and facade but they were still standing in front of me like the god of reality and bitter truth which was harder to swallow than the sickening contraceptive I force myself to take after i*********e.

"I'm done for." I muttered under my breath.

The huge door leading to the room creaked open and I saw the culprit and star of the disastrous show walk in happily, smiling widely at me like a child who just saw his mother after a long day, he approached me with his hands wide open for a huge and froze as he saw Fiona, I watched as his eyes trailed down to Alberto and I saw him panic for a moment.

A tear slipped done my cheeks seeing his reaction, a part of me was expecting something different, anger, confusion, embarrassment, amusement, anything except the panic and look of guilt that now replaced his initial expression.

"Fiona? What are you doing-"

"Welcome home darling." I greeted, sarcastically, cutting him short.

His voice that I craved to hear all day suddenly becoming an irritant to me, Alberto seeing him released himself from his mother's grip and ran happily towards Arlo, screaming at the top of his voice.

"Daddy!"

My world crumbled.