Betrayed By My Alpha: The Ghost Luna's Revenge

Chapter 3

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of my room closing in on me. Vicky brought my meals, her face etched with worry, but we barely s

a light knock on my door befor

as M

ed in a simple but elegant silk robe, her blonde hair falling in perfect waves over he

er voice bright and cheerful. "I thought

g on the edge of my bed a

r fingers trailing over my belongings. "You know, your father is very

poison. Ivy growled low

ed, picking up a silver-backed brush that had belonged to my mother. "Your mother's taste wa

at my sides. "Get out," I sai

across her lips. "Oh, I will. But I wanted to give you

"Your father and I were talking last night. We agree that it's time you

ead washe

Stone Creek Pack, for example. He's a widower, looking for a new Luna to bear him some heirs. He's a b

orious for his cruelty and for the my

humiliation anymore. This was a threat.

ed, my voice trembling.

wants a happy wife. And right now, you are the bi

eked in my mind. *Let me tear

er words and the terrifying re

ied reaction. "I'm so glad we had th

aving the door ajar. I was left shaking, the world tilting on its axis. S

my dinner tray. She closed the door qu

with fear. "I heard her talking to her serva

," I ch

her voice urgent. She looked around

ible. "One of the kitchen staff who served the Alphas the other night... she s

ying grip of his hands-flashed in my mind. It was a tiny, flickerin

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Betrayed By My Alpha: The Ghost Luna's Revenge

Liu Jia Werewolf

“I died alone in the medical wing giving birth to our son. "Tell her to calm down and stop the theatrics." Those were the last words my mate, the Alpha, said about me while I bled out. Instead of passing on, my soul was tethered to the packhouse. I was forced to watch my best friend Seraphina seamlessly step into my life, taking my baby and my husband before my body was even cold. To secure her place, she planted my blood-soaked birthing blanket in the woods to frame me for faking my own kidnapping. Ryker swallowed her lies completely. He refused to send a search party, telling the entire pack my disappearance was just a pathetic plea for attention and money. As a helpless ghost, I watched Seraphina brainwash my one-year-old son into calling her his mother and teach him to joyfully trample my beloved garden. "Bad mommy ran away. Don't love Kaelen." Hearing my own child parrot those venomous words was a dagger to my soul. Whenever anyone questioned my absence, Ryker fiercely defended her, dismissing the desperate warnings of my loyal friends and his own elders. The man I loved and died for treated my memory like a malicious joke, grateful for an excuse to replace me while living with my murderer. But when Seraphina's mask finally slipped, and the horrifying truth of my death crashed down on him, it was far too late. Seeing him crumble in agonizing regret brought me no comfort. I no longer wanted his love or his desperate apologies. Now, I only wanted his absolute ruin.”