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The air in the Rivas Pack's big house was full of tension. Diego Rivas stood tall in the big living room. He was the Alpha of the Rivas Pack at his best, with a broad frame that made him look powerful. You could see the anger coming off of him. His jaw was tight and his eyes were hard. His wife, Mariana Pérez, the Luna of the pack, looked small next to him. She was shaking and her eyes were full of tears that she tried hard to hide, but the pain in her chest was too much for her to handle.
Mariana's voice broke, and she could barely hear it when she said, "You're lying."
"No, I'm not," Diego said back, his voice colder than the bitter wind outside. "Yes, it's true. I can't do this anymore. I've been trying to make it work for too long. His words cut through the air like a knife. "I'm going to leave you for Lucia."
Mariana stopped moving, and her breath caught in her throat. The name rang in her head, a cruel reminder of everything she had tried to forget. Diego's ex-girlfriend, Lucia Torres, was the woman who had never really left his heart, even after they got married. Not only did she betray him, but it was her. The woman who had once broken up their love was back to finish the job.
"Diego, please... don't do this," Mariana's voice shook, and her hands shook as she reached out, begging him not to make the biggest mistake of his life. "We've made a life together, our life. This isn't enough to break us. You are the Alpha. "You can do better than this."
His eyes softened for a moment, but then they got hard again. "No, I'm not." I can't do better than this. I have been holding on to something that isn't even there anymore. "Mariana, it's over."
His words hit her like a punch in the stomach. Mariana had always been the strong one, the one who held the group together, but now she felt like the ground beneath her was crumbling and her very foundation was disappearing.
"I never asked for this," Mariana said through tears that had been building up for a long time. "I loved you, Diego." I gave you everything. She was speechless as he turned away without saying anything else. Her heart broke.
She felt her chest tighten as she watched him walk toward the door. The quiet between them was so loud it hurt.
Diego stopped just before he got to the door. He was still facing away from her, but there was something about the way he was standing that she couldn't quite put her finger on. He looked like he was going to say something, but then he turned and walked out, his footsteps heavy on the marble floors.
Mariana's heart raced as she looked at the empty space where Diego had been. It was as if the world had just come crashing down, leaving her with nothing but the wreckage.
Her knees gave out, and she fell to the floor. She felt like a freight train hit her when she realized what had just happened. He left. Diego was gone for Lucia. The woman who had always been there for him.
She sat there for what seemed like forever, not moving, and her tears made the floor below her wet. Her heart hurt so badly that she couldn't even understand it. But even though she was sad, she had a secret that could destroy Diego's world like nothing else could.
She closed her eyes and felt the truth's weight on her. I'm having a baby. With his kids. Her fingers instinctively curled over her stomach, where the life she was carrying had already begun to grow. With each passing moment, the future she had hoped for slipped away.
The betrayal hurt too much, but this secret was the kind of thing that could ruin Diego. Once he found out, his world would fall apart. But she just couldn't tell him. Not now. Not like this.
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