For My Sister, He Tore My Pup From My Belly

Heather’s POV

I continued to gather evidence like a she-wolf collecting bones from a battlefield.

I also installed another camera.

Hidden in Austin’s study, I watched him and Olivia come in at night and sleep together.

Then there was a knock on my office door.

“Come in,” I said calmly.

Olivia entered with a tray.

“Hello, Luna. I brought you some tea. I know you are very busy. By the way, congratulations to you and Alpha on the new achievement.”

I stared at her.

And instead of her face, I saw the video where her hand was gripping my father’s hair.

My fingers curled so hard my nails bit into my palms, but I stayed still, watching her set the cup down.

When she turned to leave, I said, "Olivia..."

Her shoulders stiffened and she turned slowly. "Anything else Luna?"

“My father died a month ago now. Aren’t you missing him?”

She blinked.

“What… what do you mean, Luna?”

“Is that question hard to answer?”

Her mouth opened but no sound came out.

Although I didn't need her answers. Only her reaction.

I sighed shaking my head as I took a glimpse at the tea.

“What kind of tea did you prepare for me today?”

Her face lifted instantly, relief rushing in. She explained the herbs, the benefits.

In my head, my question meant, 'What combination of poison are you feeding me now?'

I smiled thinly.

“Can you taste it for me?”

She went pale.

“But Luna, that would be disrespectful. To touch your drink—”

“Coming from you?” I cut in. “Anyway, the word respect sounds misplaced.”

She swallowed.

“I ordered you. Drink it!”

Her eyes glassed over. Tears welled up. "But I can't..."

I frowned, irritation crawling up my spine.

“Do it,” I snapped.

She gasped, trembling like I was abusing her. She lifted the steaming mug with trembling hand.

And then Austin himself came in.

“Is there a problem here?” he asked, his gaze flicking to me, then lingering on her.

Before I could speak, Olivia stumbled forward and ‘accidentally’ spilled the hot liquid down her chest and belly.

“Ouch!” she screamed.

Austin rushed to her, hands everywhere. He forgot where he was.

His palm hovered over her belly. "Are you okay?" Then he suddenly turned to me. "Are you bullying your sister?"

I opened my mouth.

He was already in my face.

“Apologize to her,” he ordered. “Not because you’re the Luna you get to mock our staff. And Olivia is not just staff. She’s still your sister because your father was her guardian."

“Alpha, please. I don’t deserve an apology,” Olivia whispered weakly. "It was my fault because I'm not feeling well and the mug slipped.'

Austin panicked. “You’re not feeling well and you still served her?”

He turned back to me, eyes cold.

“I’m warning you, Heather. Apologize. Or I’ll send you to the cell.”

“The cell?” For a moment, I honestly thought I had misheard him.

“Yes, because you refuse to comply with my order. Not because you’ve done something for this pack makes you my equal. You are still under me.”

I could feel my heart being twisted painfully. After what I did for this pack, and still I was under him?

“I’m not just the Luna,” I said, my voice shaking now. “I’m your mate. And you would lock me in a cell because I refuse to apologize to my tea bringer? Did I even spill the tea?”

It sounded insane, but I knew why he was overacting like this.

He was terrified of the pup in her belly.

“Are you questioning my power?” Austin barked.

He turned and shouted, “Warriors!”

They came in fast.

“Extract your Luna. Detain her in the cell.”

“You can’t do this to me, Austin!” I fought and kicked.

But my hand never left my belly.

I would not let them harm my pup. They had already taken too much from me.

“Alpha, please no,” Olivia sobbed. “Not the cell.”

“My mind will not change,” Austin said. “I am aligned with the Alpha King now.”

She dropped to her knees.

“Please,” she begged. “Don’t put her in the cell. She’s still my sister and I don’t want to see her reduced like an omega."

“Fine, Heather will be detained in the guest chambers. Locked. Until I say otherwise.”

I said nothing as they dragged me away.

But just before the door closed, I saw Olivia’s lips curved.

"Your good days will end soon. Both of you,” I whispered through clenched teeth.