Betrayed by My Alpha, I Claimed My Freedom

My hands trembled as I stared at the pregnancy test, two clear lines confirming what my wolf had been whispering to me for days. After five years of enduring Alexander's cold disdain, this tiny miracle felt like the Moon Goddess's blessing – a chance to heal our broken bond.

I found Alexander in his office, the familiar scent of his power filling the space. My heart raced with nervous anticipation. 'Alexander, I need to tell you something important.'

He barely glanced up from his paperwork, his jade eyes distant. 'Make it quick, Isabella. I have a meeting with Victoria soon.'

Of course. Victoria. Always Victoria. I pushed down the familiar ache and pressed forward. 'I'm pregnant. We're going to have a pup.'

The silence that followed was deafening. When he finally looked at me, his expression wasn't one of joy or even surprise – it was calculated, cold. 'Have you considered giving it up for adoption?'

The words hit me like a physical blow. 'What?'

'The Red Moon Pack has been hoping for an heir. This could strengthen our alliance.' He spoke as if discussing a business transaction, not our child. 'It would be better for pack stability. Victoria has been... sensitive about this situation.'

Before I could process this fresh betrayal, the pack alert system blared. Rogues had been spotted at our borders. Alexander ordered me to join Victoria on the eastern patrol – a task that should have been beneath a Luna's dignity, but I'd long since learned not to protest such humiliations.

The attack came swiftly. Five massive rogues emerged from the shadows, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust. Victoria screamed as one grabbed her, while another slammed me against a tree. The impact sent waves of protective panic through me – not just for myself now, but for my unborn pup.

'Alexander!' I screamed through our mate bond, pouring every ounce of desperation into the call. 'Please!'

I felt him approaching before I saw him, his Alpha aura radiating power. Hope surged through me – until I watched him sprint past where I lay bleeding, straight to Victoria's aid. My fated mate, my Alpha, chose to save his 'chosen mate' first, leaving his pregnant Luna at the mercy of our attackers.

The rogue's claws raked across my shoulder as I fought back, my wolf howling in agony – not from the physical pain, but from the soul-deep betrayal of our mate bond. By the time the pack warriors arrived to subdue the remaining rogues, my world had shattered completely.

I woke in the pack hospital, the sterile scent burning my nostrils. The healer's grim expression told me everything before she spoke. 'I'm sorry, Luna. The trauma... the pup...'

Hours passed before Alexander finally appeared. He stood in the doorway, his expression unchanged from our earlier conversation. No apology. No remorse. Just cool detachment as he said, 'Victoria was quite shaken by the attack. I need to return to her.'

As I watched him walk away, something inside me hardened. Five years I'd endured his cruelty, clinging to the hope that our sacred mate bond would eventually triumph. But this betrayal – choosing another over his pregnant mate, causing us to lose our pup – it was unforgivable.

My wolf, who had been whimpering in pain, suddenly went quiet. In that silence, I felt a new resolve forming. Alexander Sterling might be my fated mate, but he would never again have the power to break my heart.

Because from this moment on, my heart was dead to him.