The Luna's Vengeance: Alpha's Fall from Grace

As expected, Kathleen showed up, smiling proudly with her bold makeup. She was clinging to Hugh’s arm while he held Frankie’s hand. If I didn’t know better, I’d think they were a happy little family coming to a party together.

It was clear to everyone in our pack that Hugh was seen more with Kathleen than with me lately, but no one dared to offend the Alpha, so they kept quiet.

I rolled my eyes at them and smirked. The show was about to begin.

At 7 pm, the guests started arriving, greeting me as they came in. Hugh took his seat at the center of the long table with Kathleen and her son on his right. I sat on his left and the seat where Drew was supposed to sit was empty. Hugh asked where Drew was and I said, “He’ll come at the end of the party.”

Hugh didn’t push further, probably knowing Drew’s condition had worsened the last time he saw him.

So many people came and greeted us. I had told them on the invitation not to bring any gifts; their presence was enough. Drew wasn’t here anyway, so gifts would have been pointless.

“Alpha Hugh, I’m so proud of your bright son,” an Alpha from a nearby pack said, patting his shoulder.

“Yeah, I heard he’s a great strategist and diplomat like you,” another Alpha added.

“I’ve heard about him at school. My son says he’s unbeatable. Can’t wait to see him grow up.”

“Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, I guess. With such a great Alpha and wise Luna, no wonder he turned out like that.”

“Where is he? I want to see the awesome birthday pup.”

The flood of praise mostly went to Hugh and he was grinning from ear to ear. Kathleen, on the other hand, looked sour and uncomfortable.

“Thank you for all the kind words. Drew’s not well now, but I’ll bring him over later,” I said politely.

The place was packed with guests and the atmosphere was lively, full of laughter and smiles. Only a few of us knew the truth—that this party was for someone who was already dead. I mingled and chatted, but in the middle of the party, I couldn’t help but feel melancholy.

Drew wasn’t here to be celebrated by all these people. He couldn’t experience the party, laugh, or smile with us anymore. I excused myself to the restroom and finally let my sadness out, sobbing. The grief was still there, not moving an inch even after hatred had consumed my heart.

“Drew, don’t worry, son. Mom will give them what they deserve so you can rest in peace,” I muttered, wiping away my tears.

I fixed my makeup in front of the mirror and just then, Kathleen walked in. She stared at me and chuckled. “Great party, Lacey. Must have been tiring to prepare all this alone,” she said, emphasizing the last word.

“Laugh while you can, Kath,” I replied with a smirk.

“You’re so desperate. This grand party won’t win Hugh over, believe me. He never loved you or your sick son.” She walked into a toilet stall, but I wasn’t provoked. I knew the best part was yet to come.

After returning to the party, I continued to mingle with the guests. Some Lunas praised how good the party was and asked for tips.

At 8 pm, with the moon at its brightest, I called everyone to gather in the backyard. “Thanks so much for coming to this special party,” I started my speech.

I spotted Hugh and Kathleen in the crowd and continued, “As the Luna of the Scarlet Claws Pack, I’m really honored that you’re here to celebrate my son Drew’s birthday. He was such a bright and loving child.”

I paused, letting a smile creep across my face as I thought about Drew. “But unfortunately, he’s no longer with us.”

The crowd went silent, everyone looking confused and exchanging glances.

“Stop talking nonsense, Lacey! Where’s Drew? Why are you being so weird?” Hugh shouted, clearly angry.

“Yeah, why are you saying he’s not here, Luna?” someone else chimed in, puzzled.

Then, I sent a mind link to everyone there, showing a video of my last moments with Drew. It showed him crying for Hugh, his breath getting weaker and finally, his heart stopping. It also showed his body in the casket and his burial.

We had the power to send mind links, but saving a memory like this and sharing it with so many people took a huge amount of energy. Right after that, I collapsed on the ground and saw someone running toward me, but my vision was blurry.

It was Justin Bennett, my childhood best friend. We had been inseparable as pups. He was a strong warrior and one of the Alpha candidates but had been healing from severe battle wounds for years.

He had always been there for me and taught me so much, so seeing him now after all this time was a relief. Justin helped me sit up on the ground. Meanwhile, everyone who had seen my video turned their attention to me and Hugh.

“What are you trying to pull now, Lacey?” Hugh demanded, his face flushed with anger.

“She’s not lying. She’s telling the truth!” Wanda said, stepping out from the crowd.

Hugh laughed. “So this was your scheme from the start. Lacey, I can’t believe you’d go so far—faking memories and trying to make me look like the bad guy!”

I was feeling dizzy and my vision was still off. I rubbed my temples and said, “You can ask Rafael if you don’t believe me.”

At that moment, Rafael appeared with a jar. Hugh looked at him, clearly waiting for confirmation.

“Yes, Alpha. Drew passed away over a week ago. I tried calling you that night, but you didn’t pick up,” Rafael said, holding up the jar. “This is soil from his grave!”