The Rejected Luna’s Revenge

Chapter2

KARA

I hated him. I think my hate fueled the pain that now shot throughout my belly. With everything that was going on, the only thing he cared about was finally rejecting me, because his father wasn’t there to stop him.

What if Fenris had killed his own father in order to get rid of me? And now, he was pinning the murder on me when he knew that I loved the Alpha.

I clutched my belly as I lay on the floor, sobbing as the pain increased. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see pack members gathering around the open cage that was my pack’s dungeon—of course, no one could pass up the opportunity to stone someone in the public dungeon.

The first stone hit me, tearing my face, and I cried out as I tried my best to protect my belly from the stones that kept coming.

“Listen up, everyone,” one of the guards who had brought me bellowed, and the stones ceased for a while. “This is an orphaned omega who has killed our former Alpha Martin after trying to worm her way in as the future Luna. The new Alpha Fenris has asked that you all treat her as harshly as possible; she deserves it.”

The crowd that had gathered cheered as the guard finished his speech, and the stones kept coming. Some even threw raw, spoiled eggs at me.

The pain in my womb got worse as tears of anguish continued to pour from my eyes. How could Fenris do this to me, all because I was an orphaned omega? If he hated me that much, did he also hate his own child that I carried in my womb?

Bitterness filled my heart, and I decided that I would never forgive Fenris for the hurt and humiliation he put me through. “If I make it through today,” I murmured to myself, “I will make sure Fenris pays for this. I will not rest until I have my vengeance.”

I felt a hot, searing pain shoot through my entire body, then I felt my water break as blood and water rushed out of me.

Had I lost my baby?

“Stop it! Wait, you assholes! Can’t you see that she’s pregnant and having a miscarriage?” I heard a man’s voice from far away say, but I did not have the strength to open my eyes. I remained there, curled up like a ball, as consciousness slowly faded.

“Someone get a healer for Moon’s sake! No matter her crime, have some respect for a pregnant woman!”

The deep authority in his voice was the last thing I heard before I finally blacked out.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on a soft bed. Though I was still inside the dungeon, someone had brought a bed for me. I was dressed in the maternity gown women wore during labor. They had hung both of my legs up, and a midwife was kneeling in front of me.

“Is my baby okay?” I asked in a broken voice.

“Shhh!” she murmured softly. “You need to save your strength. You were half-conscious when you birthed them prematurely.”

“Them?” I asked in confusion.

“Yes. You had twins, ma’am—a lovely girl and a healthy boy.”

“Are they okay?” I asked anxiously, still expecting to hear some sad news about my babies.

The midwife nodded, and I let out a sigh of relief. “Apart from being born prematurely, they are perfectly healthy—just a bit delicate, so they should be treated with care.”

I nodded, tears of joy filling my heart. I was filled with so much love and joy for my twins. I knew then that I would fight the world for them; I would die for them. “Let me hold my babies, please.”

The midwife looked slightly anxious. She pulled off her gloves and scratched her hair. “I’ll bring her to you—”

“Her?” An instant feeling of alarm washed over me. Why had she said ‘her’ instead of ‘them’? “Tell me what’s wrong with the other twin? What’s wrong with my son?”

The midwife did not reply. Instead, she went to a corner of the dungeon and carried a sleeping infant from a cot that had been set up there.

“Where is my son?” I demanded again, as the door to the dungeon opened, and as if in answer, I saw Fenris walk in with a woman. They were carrying my baby.

I leaped up from the bed, careful not to harm my daughter in my arms. “Fenris! Why did you take my son away from me?”

He pushed me back down on the bed but carefully, so that I did not hurt the baby in my arms. “He’s my son too, or have you forgotten?”

“But you haven’t cared about this pregnancy, have you? You threw me into the dungeon knowing that I was eight months pregnant with your baby. How can you now claim any sort of fatherhood over this child? Fenris, you have already rejected me; you are no father to my children.”

“How dare you address our Alpha without his title?” The woman he was with said, a nasty snarl on her face. She walked up to me and slapped me.

Reflex brought tears to my eyes. I stared up into the dark blue eyes of Alpha Fenris, a man I had once thought would love me. “Are you going to let even her mistreat me?”

Fenris merely shrugged. “She is my mate now. Tomorrow, at my coronation, I will name her my Luna. I have loved her for a long time now, but you wickedly refused to reject me after worming your way into my father’s heart, making him forbid me from rejecting you. Kimberly is the woman I love, your future Luna. She can treat you however she wants; she has my permission.”

I stared at him as bitter tears continued to pour from my eyes. It hurt so much to see that Fenris could actually love a woman, but that woman could never be me—all because I was an orphan and an omega.

“Since you have your life all planned out, give me my son and banish me. Let me get out of here!”

Kimberly shook her head, throwing a smirk my way. “That’s not how it works, murderer. I don’t want to spoil my trim figure by getting pregnant ever, so Alpha Fenris will take his son as heir, and I won’t have to birth any babies.”

“How can you be so cruel as to separate a mother from her own baby?” I asked, trying to plead with her conscience, but Kimberly merely laughed.

“You know, if you had agreed to reject Alpha Fenris a long time ago, none of this would have happened. But you’re nothing but a shameless social climber, and you wanted to be Luna so badly!”

She walked up to me and held my chin in her hand, pinching it until I winced in pain. “Do you know how many nights I had to sneak into the mansion to sleep with my own lover? The man that was in love with me, all because you couldn’t do the right thing and reject him? Whatever happens to you now is your fault. You deserve all of it.”

My son started crying then, while my daughter slept peacefully in my arms. “Give me the boy,” I pleaded. “Let me feed him, please.”

Alpha Fenris looked as if he was going to hand over the boy to me, but then Kimberly stopped him. “No! Don’t you see she’s trying to claw her way into his life again? Before you know it, you’ll start hearing nonsense like ‘mother and son bond,’ and he’ll never let go of her again. Leave the boy to cry. When we get home, we’ll buy some baby food for him.”

Alpha Fenris nodded and withdrew his hand, and I shook my head in agony. “Fenris, please listen to me. Even if you hate me, don’t do this to the child. He is a newborn baby, and he was born prematurely. He is too weak to eat anything that is not his mother’s milk. Please allow me to feed my son.”

Kimberly sighed. “Oh! The both of you are beginning to get on my nerves.” She turned to Alpha Fenris and gave him a loving smile that was so fake, I wondered why he could not see through her as much as I did. “Fenris, the baby is crying too loudly. You know it is bad for my headache.”

He nodded immediately and started carrying the baby out of the dungeon, away from me.

I got up immediately and tried to go after him, but Kimberly pushed me back onto the bed, this time not as gently as Alpha Fenris had. She didn’t even care if my baby got hurt.

“Not so fast, b***h. Let this be your first and last warning to stay away from Fenris and that baby, or else…”

“Or else what?” I dared to ask.

She smirked. “You still don’t know how powerful and cunning I am, do you? Let me tell you, I planned all this—everything! And if you don’t back off now, I promise you that you will lose both of your children, and Alpha Fenris will sentence you to death.”

The midwife stepped in then, and Kimberly immediately straightened up, looking all innocent.

“Future Luna, can I clean up the prisoner now so that I can leave?”

“Of course,” Kimberly replied, her tone dripping with acidic sweetness. “Be gentle with her; she is a new mother—a new mother that doesn’t want to take care of her child,” she said, throwing a smirk my way before she turned and left.