The Unloved Luna Queen

JESSICA'S POV~

Happy Death Day, Jessica

I stared at the crimson lettering over my reflection, a small, bitter smile playing on my lips. With a red lipstick, I had written the words on the mirror and now they taunted me with a vengeance.

Taking a few steps back, I examined the words over and over again. They clearly described how I felt. Dead inside. Rotten and withered out. But deep down, I knew I shouldn’t feel that way. I should be happy. I should feel fulfilled that I had accomplished my heart's desire—my long-term goals—but all that filled my heart was guilt and unease.

Today, I finally tied the knot with my boyfriend and heir to Thunder Pack—the wealthiest and most powerful pack in the Northern Region. I was adorned with the most luxurious fabrics and diamond jewelry, pretty much the picture-perfect bride. But not even the charade of the tabloid-worthy wedding could make my heart stop clenching.

An alarm buzzed before I could slump on the sofa by the mirror, reminding me of the coronation. I sighed and dragged my aching feet outside the door where Keagan's bodyguards were waiting for me.

"All rise!" My heart skipped a beat as the two large doors opened, and the announcer’s voice echoed in the spacious throne room. There were over a hundred noblemen and women from different packs who had come to honor Keagan's invitation.

I took a few deep breaths before forcing a rehearsed smile. Moving gracefully, I tipped my chin up high and fixed my gaze on him. Keagan.

My breath punched out of my throat when my gaze met his. He looked…breathtaking—hovering almost at 6’4, beards trimmed to a sexy goatee and muscles begging to be released from beneath that tight-fitting suit. My fingers itched with the need to push back the blonde hair falling over his arched brows. Keagan Hall was the true cover boy of Prince Charming in real life.

Suddenly, my eyes stung so bad it hurt and I quickly tore them away from him, my heart squeezing painfully. In every fairytale story, fate always brought the prince charming and his pretty damsel together, ending with true love.  But mine was the exact opposite. It was a dark and disgusting tale that would make the world turn its backs on me, even more so than already. It was a tale that couldn’t be retold to any innocent little girl. For, in my own story, I had drugged my prince charming with a love potion and I had no idea when or how soon it would it would wear off. I’d gotten the potion from my mother who took pity on me because she knew what awaited weak people like me in the world of predators.

Keagan had never been interested in me. Hell, I had no doubt he didn’t know that I existed. After all, who would be interested in a lowly omega maid like me, the weakest in rank? Definitely not my Alpha. My jaw clenched and unclenched, but I managed to maintain my smile as I made my way to the empty throne seat beside him.

I sat beside Keagan, my eyes moving back to the guests staring intently at us.

Soon, the ceremony began and the officiant stood before us, reciting the sacred words that would bind Keagan to his role as Alpha, while everyone observed the ceremony with rapt attention.

When the staff of office was placed into Keagan's hand, the room erupted in applause. I forced a smile, clapping along with the crowd, even as my heart ached with the knowledge that our love was built on pure deception.

 His eyes briefly met mine with a smile—a genuine smile—and for a moment, I felt the intensity of his gaze. My heart skipped a beat and I leaned in closer, almost deceived that he truly loved me. Then, the moment passed, and he turned to address his adoring pack, as the newly crowned Alpha.

As the ceremony drew to a close, I let out a long sigh, and half of the tension bled from my shoulders. Finally, I was Luna—a title I had never thought I would possess. This new status would wipe away the contempt I'd experienced my entire life as an Omega.

My gaze shifted to my mother, who was looking at me with pride. I flashed her my brightest smile, and she responded with a nod.

"I love you, Mom." I mouthed, eyes watering again. Damn.

She quickly blew me a kiss before a guest pulled her away. Blinking the tears back, I tucked a few strands of my hair behind my ear, observing the guests as they chatted peacefully. And then discretely, I moved to the corner of the hall, turning my gaze on Keagan as he received congratulations from several Alphas and Lunas—true Lunas.

The weight of guilt pressed against my chest, and I slowly turned away, grabbing a flute of champagne off a server’s tray. He gave me a deep bow before walking off. Staring at his rapidly retreating figure, I couldn't bite back the bitter laughter that rumbled at the back of my throat. I was a fake. A scam. The lowliest of cons and all of them were none the wiser.

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The night quickly approached, and Keagan didn't wait to send any of the guests off. His lips were already colliding with mine in hunger as hurled me into his arms, hurrying toward our bedroom.

I wanted this and I wanted him.

When he lowered me to the bed, I bit my lips as his eyes drooped, a hungry look clouding over those perfect features.

I trailed a finger up his chest as he quickly undressed. I softly gasped when he ferociously tore my gown, tugging at the bra hungrily before throwing it across the room.

I moaned as he fondled and plucked at my nipple, then moved his head down and sucked one into his mouth.

A breath pushed out of my lips as he rolled me onto my back, climbed his hot body over me, and moved his mouth to my other nipple, then he inserted a finger inside me slowly, taking his time and making me gasp.

“So fucking beautiful." He murmured huskily against my breasts. I had no idea if it was the love potion talking or if he meant it. He moved up to nip my neck and jaw before his tongue sought entry into my mouth. He inserted another finger and rubbed my clit with his thumb. Oh goddess, it felt so good. so fucking good that I writhed beneath him.

"Please,' I begged breathlessly, eyes stinging with tears.

“You want my cock inside of you, my sweet girl?" He asked, rubbing my cheek.

I nodded like a feverish slut, wanting him inside of me.