One year after miscarring my pup, my husband Alpha Jax finally had time to take me on a trip to relax. I had just placed our suits into the wagon when a worrior ran up, breathless. He said the Pack Council needed Alpha Jax immediately. "Freya, I'm sorry. Urgent pack business. I have to go back... You go ahead without me. I'll catch up when I'm free." He didn't wait for my answer. He turned and left. I stared at his back, my fists clenching tight. Hah. Pack business? What a pathetic lie. My father was the Alpha King. If there was real danger, he would have sent word. What "urgent business" could a mere ordinary Alpha have? --- I follow Alpha Jax. The path grew familiar. This was the road back to the pack. Was he telling the truth? But my gut screamed otherwise. He stopped at the gates of the Great Hall. Inside, torches blazed. A dozen long tables were laid out. The cooking fires roared. The air smelled of roasted venison and fermented mead. I stepped down from the wagon, confused. Was today some kind of celebration? A worroir jogged over and saluted me. "Is there a feast today?" His brow furrowed. "Beta Jax is celebrating. His mate just found out she's three months pregnant. He's throwing a feast for the whole tribe." For a moment, I thought my ears had failed me. I didn't wait for him to finish. I ran into the Hall. The first thing I saw was Jax holding a shy woman in his arms, his hand resting on her swollen belly. The woman looked up. I froze. It was Lexi. The stray Omega orphan Jax and I had saved on the mountain road a year ago. That day, the rain poured like a river. She was in rags, throwing herself in front of our wagon, screaming for help. Rogue Wolves were chasing her. Jax drew his spear. I was eight months pregnant, but I jumped down to help. In the chaos, someone shoved me. I fell hard onto the muddy rocks. Blood pooled beneath me. I lost consciousness. When I woke, the Healer shook his head. The pup was gone. I would never carry another. Lexi knelt by my bed, sobbing. She said it was all her fault. Later, she brought me bone broth every day. One day, Jax said, "Let her stay. Your body needs care." So Lexi stayed at the Pack. But I never imagined Jax would betray me with her. Or that she was pregnant. Or that Jax would declare her his mate and future luna. Then what was I? The guests' voices pulled me back. "Congratulations, Alpha Jax! A son at last! Strong Alpha blood runs true. Your heir will be a mighty warrior like you." "Old Martha, you're blessed! Your son is an Alpha, your daughter-in-law is gentle, and soon you'll hold a grandson. We're all jealous!" "Today we finally get to see our Alpha's true mate in person. What an honor!" Jax's grin never faded. Even my bitter, stone-faced mother-in-law Martha was smiling, her wrinkled face folding in on itself. Lexi looked more and more bashful under their praise, almost melting into Jax's chest. Jax gazed down at her, his eyes soft, and kissed her. The kiss lasted forever. When it ended, Jax was still stroking her lips with his thumb. Then his body went rigid. Through the crowd, his eyes met mine. I stood at the entrance to the Hall.
Jax panicked. He shoved Lexi away without thinking. "Freya..." "CRACK!" My slap echoed through the Hall. "Jax. This is your 'urgent pack business'?" The sudden violence stunned everyone into silence. Lexi screamed first. She ran over and cupped Jax's face, then whirled on me. "Freya! How dare you—" "CRACK!" I slapped her too. She stumbled backward. Jax caught her. I shook out my stinging hand. Before I could speak, a huge force slammed into me. I hit the ground hard. Martha loomed over me, her face twisted in rage. She spat on me. "Freya! You barren she-wolf! My son already cast you out and you still dare to bring bad luck here? You can't hurt my grandson!" "Everyone, look! She's trying to harm the Alpha's pup!" The crowd erupted. Voices screamed to arrest me. Seeing everyone on her side, Lexi smiled at me—a victor's smile. Then she quickly switched to a pitiful expression, hiding behind Jax, wiping fake tears. "Sister, Jax already divorced you. Why are you still clinging to us..." "I know you can't bear pups anymore. Jax just wanted an heir so badly... How about this? When I give birth, I'll give Jax back to you. Okay?" My whole body shook with rage. I opened my mouth to ask when the hell I "divorced" Jax, but his roar cut me off. "ENOUGH!" Jax pulled Lexi behind him, veins bulging on his forehead. "Freya! How long are you going to make a scene?! You can't give me an heir, so I divorced you peacefully. I was already merciful. But I have a new family now. I'm about to have a son. Can't you just let me be happy?!" "For god's sake, I'll let you walk out of here yourself!" I felt like I'd been plunged into ice. When the Healer said I was barren, Martha had cried and begged Jax to divorce me. But Jax refused. He held me and said he loved me, not my womb. He would never leave me. Turns out, those were just lies to shut me up. One moment, he swore he loved me. The next, he knocked up another woman. No wonder he insisted Lexi stay to "take care of me." I dug my nails into my palms until they bled. Jax saw I wasn't moving. His face darkened. "My beta! Drag this mad woman—" "STOP!" I screamed, glaring at his beta closing in. "My father is Alpha King Magnus. I dare you to touch me!" The entire Hall went silent.
Lexi suddenly burst into tears. "Sister, I know you're upset, but you can't say crazy things like that..." She tugged on Jax's sleeve. "Jax, do you think Sister... did miscarring the pup break her mind...?" Jax caught on immediately. He shouted: "Freya! Stop this madness! How could your father be the Alpha King?!" I looked at his Alpha Tatto and laughed coldly. "Jax. Do you really forget how you became an Alpha?" The crowd exploded into mocking laughter. "She's really committed to the act! Her, the Alpha King's daughter? She should piss in a puddle and look at herself!" "Exactly. Miss Lexi is the real lady. She and Alpha Jax are a perfect match. Without her family's support, the Alpha's rise wouldn't have been so smooth!" Perfect match? Family support? Smooth rise? Wasn't all of that my doing? I remembered that winter. Jax trudged through the snow to bring me honey. His lips were blue from cold. Back then, he was just a low-rank warrior. He spent three months' pay on expensive chocolate for me, while his own clothes were threadbare. That's why I married him, even when my father slammed the table and cursed me for being blind. I shouted back, my neck stiff with stubbornness: "I don't care! I've chosen him!" I stole the family seal to file our mating bond. My father didn't even come to the ceremony. And now, Jax dared to hand all of that to Lexi? Why? To make her look good? Over my dead body. I laughed bitterly, my gaze like ice. "Jax. To impress your new toy, you've thrown away your conscience?" Jax flinched at my accusation, guilt flashing across his face. "Freya, shut your mouth!" But I kept going, my voice steady. "After we mated, you said your low rank made me suffer. So I begged my father." "My father and I had a falling out because of you. But I still knelt at his door—" "STOP LYING!" Jax's roar cut me off. "I got where I am through my own strength! Stop taking credit!" I stared at his panicked face and laughed harder. "Oh? Getting nervous already? I still have the Oath Scroll you wrote to my father at home. Want me to bring it here and read it out loud?" "You—!" I raised my voice, letting venom drip into my words. "We lost our pup saving Lexi! If not for her, my son would be calling you 'Father' by now! But you? You cheated on me right in front of my face, and you're calling me your ex-mate. You disgust me!" Lexi suddenly threw herself into Jax's arms, sobbing. "Sister, how can you twist the truth? It was you who couldn't control yourself during pregnancy. You ran off to the village and fucked with rogues..." "You miscarried because of that, and your family threw you out. Now you're blaming Jax?" "Jax was kind enough to let you come back to the pack after the divorce... and you repay him by slandering him on his happiest day!" Her words ignited the crowd's fury. The mates of the warriors immediately screamed: "Crazy bitch! Barren and a whore! Someone drag this lunatic out!" I didn't flinch. I laughed. I locked eyes with Lexi, my gaze cold as death. "Who's the whore with the fake virtue, Lexi? Do you need me to remind you who saved your life?" Lexi's face went white. But I didn't stop. "We saved you from the Rogues. I lost my pup because someone shoved me. And what did you do? You knelt by my bed, crying, saying you'd serve me forever to repay the debt." "So this is your repayment? Sleeping with my mate? Stabbing me in the back?" "You've been playing the mistress so long you actually think you're the real mate? Do you want to be humiliated?" Before I finished, Martha slapped me so hard I staggered. Her claws raked three bloody lines down my face. Her shrill voice screeched: "You rotten, barren wretch! You lost your own pup and now you have the nerve to throw a tantrum?! My son marrying you was eight lifetimes of bad luck!"
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