In the jewelry store, my husband, Black Pack's Alpha Cian, suddenly spoke: "I cheated on you." His golden wolf eyes churned with cruel amusement: "Lila is an incredibly sexy vixen. Sex with her is absolutely amazing." I froze in place, too agonized to make a sound. But Cian closed his eyes, savoring the memory. "I understand Kael now. Lila really is more feminine than you, addictive to men." Yes. This was the second time I'd been betrayed. My ex-husband Kael, White Pack's Alpha, and my current husband Cian had both cheated on me with my best friend Lila. Five years ago, I witnessed Kael and Lila tangled together in my bed. When I was collapsing from depression, Cian saved me. He said he'd stay with me forever, that I would be his Luna. But now, he too had betrayed me because of Lila. In Black Pack's exclusive luxury jewelry boutique, crystal chandeliers cast flowing light. My fingertip traced over the diamond ring on my ring finger. "Cian, do you think this style looks good?" I turned my head, smiling at the man beside me. He wore a tailored black suit, his posture upright—the Black Pack Alpha that every woman swooned over. Cian lazily lifted his eyes, but before he could speak, his phone rang. "What's wrong, baby? Mm, I'm helping her pick out a ring. Okay, I know. I'll come right away." After hanging up, he walked back and leaned against the counter. "Pick whatever you want. Consider it compensation for my betrayal." The smile froze on my face, the diamond ring on my fingertip ice-cold and piercing. "What did you say?" "I slept with Lila." Cian raised his head, his eyes devoid of any guilt, instead carrying a hint of mockery. "Right in our marriage bed. I finally understand why Kael betrayed you. Lila's bedroom skills are so much better than yours." Just then, Lila walked in wearing a red slip dress, swaying her hips. She waved her left hand, showing off an identical diamond ring on her ring finger. "Elara, sorry about this," Lila giggled coquettishly, deliberately holding the ring up to my face. "Yesterday Cian saw I liked this style, so he bought me one too. He said it looks way better on me than on you." Cian wrapped his arm around Lila's waist and kissed her forehead. "Stop teasing. You're scaring Elara." I watched their affectionate display, trembling with rage. Lila giggled and poked my arm: "Elara, five years ago when Kael cheated, you were crying just like this too. No wonder men don't like you. You're too boring." The words "five years ago" stabbed into my heart like a sharp blade. In a daze, I seemed to return to that rainy night. I came home early from a business trip, only to find Kael and Lila having sex in our marriage bed. Lila had smiled at me the same way then: "Elara, Kael said he's been tired of you for a long time." "Why?" My whole body trembled, my voice hoarse beyond recognition. "Cian, you clearly said you'd protect me for life, that you'd never let me suffer again." "Protect you?" Cian sneered, his eyes full of contempt. "Elara, don't forget—you're a woman Kael abandoned. If I didn't pity you, why would I marry you? Did you really think I fell in love with you?" He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him: "I pursued you for so long, but you chose Kael. Only after he didn't want you anymore did you turn back to me. Do you think I'd be content marrying secondhand goods?" "Being with Lila is just my revenge on you. Revenge for not choosing me back then." Cian released his grip, wiping his fingers with disgust. "You were married to Kael for a year, so I've been with Lila for a year. Fair, isn't it?" Tears finally fell uncontrollably. I looked at this man who had once cared for me day and night during my worst depression. I looked at this man who had once knelt on one knee, swearing to the Moon Goddess he would never betray me, and felt nothing but bitter irony. "I want a divorce." I spoke, looking at Cian. "Divorce?" Cian laughed as if he'd heard the funniest joke. "Elara, you think you can divorce me just because you want to? Without my consent, you'll be Black Pack's Luna for the rest of your life." Thunder suddenly rumbled outside, heavy raindrops hammering against the glass windows. "Cian, you can't do this to me!" I shouted in despair. Lila hooked her arm through Cian's, looking at me triumphantly: "Elara, Cian loves me, not you. Just leave already. Stop being an eyesore." Cian suddenly opened the shop door and gave me a light push: "You asking for divorce made me very unhappy. Go stand in the rain and cool down."
I tumbled into a puddle of mud, ice-cold rain soaking my hair and clothes. This was the edge of the city. Further ahead was rogue territory, the air thick with dangerous bloodscent. And Cian just stood quietly at the doorway. "Elara, see? Without me, you can't even stand up in the rain. If you really divorce me, where will you go? Which pack would take in an Omega abandoned by two top-tier Alphas?" Before I could answer, the door slammed shut with a bang. I supported myself against a broken wall, slowly getting up. Before I could steady myself, three large, ragged rogues emerged from the alley. They circled around me, their murky eyes filled with greedy lust: "Well, well, isn't this the noble Luna? What are you doing here alone? Where's your Alpha?" "So pretty. More beautiful than any Omega we've seen. Come with us. We'll take good care of you." One rogue reached out to touch my face. Terrified, I retreated, grabbing a stone from the ground and hurling it at them: "Get away! Don't touch me!" But my resistance meant nothing to them. The lead rogue grabbed my wrist and twisted hard. I screamed in pain, the stone dropping to the ground. "Feisty. But I like that." He sneered, reaching to tear my clothes. Just then, a gunshot pierced the rainy night. "Let her go!" A gray-haired old werewolf rushed out from a nearby grocery store with a hunting rifle, pointing the barrel at the three rogues: "Touch her again and I'll blow your heads off!" The three rogues exchanged glances, cursed reluctantly, and finally slunk away. The old werewolf lowered his rifle and handed me a dry towel: "Child, are you alright? This place is too dangerous. What are you doing here alone?" I took the towel, wiping the rain and mud from my face, my voice hoarse: "Thank you. I'm fine." "Let me drive you home. It's too dangerous for an Omega alone in this rain." The old werewolf started toward his small truck. I shook my head, speaking softly: "No need, thank you. I can walk." The old werewolf sighed and stuffed an umbrella and a pack of crackers into my hands: "Then be careful on the road. If you run into rogues again, run to my shop. I'm Old Jack. They're all afraid of me." I took the umbrella and crackers, bowing deeply to the old werewolf. Then I opened the umbrella and walked step by step toward the villa over ten miles away. Ice-cold rain dripped from the umbrella's edge, soaking my pant legs. I trudged through the muddy road, each step unbearably heavy. I pulled out my phone to call a ride, only to discover Cian had frozen all my payment accounts. I couldn't pay even a single cent. Not only that, he'd also cut off all my medication supply. Those were my anti-anxiety medications for controlling my depression. Without them, I could break down at any moment. Rain blurred my vision. I couldn't tell if my face was wet from rain or tears. I remembered five years ago, on a rainy night just like this, I lost my child. And today, once again, the person I loved deeply had abandoned me in the rain. I don't know how long I walked. The sky had turned completely dark. When I finally saw that familiar villa, I'd exhausted all my strength. I pushed open the door, my mind going blank instantly. The moment I opened the door, the motion-sensor light in the entryway turned on, illuminating the shameful scene in the living room. On the leather sofa in the center of the living room, Cian and Lila were tangled together. Cian's hand wandered freely along her waistline as Lila arched her neck, releasing seductive moans. They didn't even stop when I walked in. Lila opened her eyes and saw me, deliberately tightening her arms around Cian's neck. Cian chuckled low, his palm squeezing her waist hard. "Cian..." Lila deliberately drew out her tone. "Stop it, someone's watching." "So what?" Cian turned his head, his eyes coldly sweeping over me. "It's not like she hasn't seen this before." I stood frozen, rainwater dripping from my hair, pooling in a small puddle at my feet. I was soaked through, utterly wretched, while they did the filthiest things in the home I'd carefully decorated. A broken whimper escaped me involuntarily, my legs weakening until I nearly collapsed. Only then did Cian slowly push Lila away, standing up to straighten his wrinkled shirt. He walked toward me step by step, still carrying Lila's perfume scent. "What? Stunned?" His tone was full of disdain. "It's just this. You experienced it five years ago. Why make such a fuss?" Lila also walked over, leaning into Cian's embrace, flipping her hair, looking at me triumphantly: "Elara, I'm really sorry. We were too into it and didn't notice you came back. But honestly, Cian is so much better than Kael." She deliberately stood on tiptoes and kissed Cian's lips. "Right, Cian?" "Mm." Cian pinched her chin, his eyes doting. "You understand me best." Cian walked toward me, that sickeningly sweet perfume smell growing stronger. I looked at that face I'd once relied on so completely, feeling my stomach churning. Just as his hand was about to touch my arm, I suddenly turned around, supporting myself against the wall as I retched violently. The laughter behind me stopped abruptly. After a moment of silence, I heard Cian's sinister voice by my ear, carrying an incredulous fury: "Elara, you—an Omega—find me disgusting?"
He suddenly grabbed my chin, the force so great it felt like he'd crush my bones. "Elara, you dare say I'm disgusting? You, a secondhand Omega abandoned by Kael, what right do you have to despise me?" "Let me tell you, you'll endure this disgust today whether you like it or not!" He dragged me toward the master bedroom. I struggled desperately. But against an Alpha's natural strength, my resistance was as insignificant as an ant's. Bang! The master bedroom door was kicked open. Everything here was decorated by my own hands. My favorite cashmere rug, and that custom-made king-size bed Cian had specially ordered. When buying it, Cian said he wanted to hold me while sleeping for a lifetime. But now, Lila's lace underwear was scattered across this bed, and my silk pillowcase was thrown on the floor, covered in footprints. Cian threw me roughly onto the single sofa by the bed, loosening his tie, and shouted toward the door: "Lila, come here." Lila swayed her hips as she walked in, wearing my white rose embroidered silk robe—a gift Cian gave me when we first married. When she saw me, a flash of triumph crossed her eyes, though she pretended to look frightened. "Cian, Elara seems angry. Maybe we should just forget it..." "Forget it?" Cian sneered coldly, pulling her into his arms and kissing her lips roughly. "Why forget it? She finds me disgusting, doesn't she? I'll make her watch her fill." He leaned down to kiss Lila, his hand wandering freely beneath the robe's hem. Lila deliberately released exaggerated moans. "Elara, don't be angry. Cian said you're always cold as ice, like a block of wood. Being with you is no fun at all." "He also said no woman has ever made him this happy like I do." Cian chuckled low, biting her earlobe: "You understand me best. Unlike some people who lie in my arms like a corpse." His gaze fell on me, filled with cold hatred: "Watch carefully, Elara. This is what a woman should be like. You thought I really liked your holier-than-thou act? I only took pity on you and brought you home." He carried Lila onto the bed where we once slept embracing each other. Lila's moans were deliberately amplified, like needles stabbing into my heart one by one. I sat on the sofa, body rigid, without even the strength to move. I watched them rolling on my bed, watched Cian caressing Lila. I remembered how he once held me, whispering in my ear: "Elara, I'll never let you cry again." I remembered when my depression flared up, he held me through the entire night, saying "I'm here, don't be afraid." I remembered him saying "Marry me, I'll protect you for life." It was all fake. Five years ago, Kael and Lila betrayed me. Five years later, Cian and Lila delivered an even crueler blow. My head throbbed, phantom ringing starting in my ears. All the negative emotions I'd buried deep inside surged up like a tide, drowning me instantly. I trembled as I pulled my antidepressants from my pocket, pouring out a handful to shove into my mouth, but my shaking hands scattered the pills across the floor. "Oh my, what's wrong with Elara?" Lila lifted her head from Cian's embrace, asking with feigned surprise. "Taking medication now? Are you so upset seeing us that you're going crazy?" Cian glanced at the pills on the floor without any sympathy. "Being upset is right. When you made me stand outside your wedding all night, watching you marry someone else, did you think about how upset I was? I'm just letting you taste what I felt back then. This is nothing." He thought I would cry, beg him, break down and hit him like I did five years ago. But I didn't. I pulled out another unopened bottle of antidepressants from my pocket. Right in front of them, I poured the entire bottle of white pills into my mouth. The bitter taste instantly filled my mouth. I didn't even drink water, just forced them down. The smile on Cian's face instantly froze. He roughly pushed Lila away and rushed toward me: "Elara! Are you insane! What did you take!"
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