The Sweetest Batrayal : Leave Me, Alpha!

"Oh, Luna Gabriella. I'm so glad you made it to the event," Beta Alice greeted me with that overly sweet smile she always wore. "What a perfect coincidence."

I caught the bite in her words, but I chose not to react. She was baiting me—and I refused to take it. I was just about to walk away when she grabbed my wrist.

"Luna Gabriella, won’t you stand beside Alpha Alan for his speech?" she asked again, this time louder, drawing more eyes toward us.

"What do you think you’re doing? Let go of me, Alice!"

I yanked my hand free with force. My elbow bumped into a tray carried by an omega, sending glassware crashing to the ground. Red wine splashed across the floor, and guests stepped back to avoid the mess.

And then, Beta Alice’s little performance began. She staggered toward me dramatically and let out a soft growl. Her hands clutched at her wine-stained gown.

“No! My dress... my palm...” she whimpered, eyes glistening as she looked at me like I was the villain and she, the delicate victim.

Pathetic.

I clenched my fists, swallowing my fury. I wouldn’t let her humiliate me again.

“I know you’re angry with me for accompanying Alpha Alan tonight,” she said, her voice trembling with artificial guilt. “I know I may have overstepped, but this? You’re being cruel. You hurt me!”

My blood boiled at her theatrics. I took a step forward, ready to slap her smug face. But Alpha Alan intervened—of course he did. He stepped between us, his face twisted with fury.

“What the hell is this, Luna Gabby? You’re acting like a tyrant. Is this how a Luna should behave? You’ve embarrassed yourself!”

I froze.

Again, Alpha Alan defended her. Again, he raised his voice at me in front of everyone—as if I was nothing.

As if I wasn’t his mate.

As if I had never mattered at all.

My phone buzzed. A call from Rudolf. Hands trembling, I answered.

“Yes, Rudolf. I’ll meet you shortly to pick up the documents.”

I ended the call and turned back to face Alpha Alan, my disappointment now a firestorm in my chest.

“I embarrassed you?” I laughed—hard. Then I crossed my arms and stared him down. “And what about you? Parading around with Beta Alice like you’re a mated pair. You don’t think that’s humiliating?”

“She’s just my personal assistant,” he snapped.

“Then tell me the truth, Alpha Alan,” I stepped closer, raising my chin to meet his eyes, “about everything you and your precious Beta have been hiding from me.”

“Don’t test me, Luna...”

“All the secrets. Every dirty little thing you’ve kept from me.”

His Alpha aura lashed out like a whip. “I don’t owe you an explanation. Return to your quarters, Luna Gabby.”

That look in his eyes—cold and final—was all the confirmation I needed.

I turned and walked away from that wretched celebration.

*****

Back home, I opened my laptop and pulled up the security footage—the one I hadn’t dared to watch before. I scrubbed through each second, each frame. And there it was.

Their betrayal.

Their hands. Their lips. Their bodies. Every corner of my home had become their playground.

Alpha Alan—the man chosen by the Moon Goddess as my fated mate. The man who was supposed to be my other half.

Had betrayed me.

With my own sister.

The soul bond that tied us now felt like a noose pulling me into the abyss.

And then her voice echoed in my mind:

"I bet that barren little thing can’t even satisfy you at night, can she?"

Alice’s sickly-sweet tone, followed by Alpha Alan’s eager reply, crushed me.

Tears streamed down my face. I had been such a fool.

Their betrayal didn’t just break my heart—it shattered my spirit, my mental strength, even my physical being. My wolf clawed inside me, wild with rage and grief, howling to be let out, to tear them apart.

But I forced her down.

“Not yet,” I whispered to her. “Not until I have everything I need.”

I needed more than rage. I needed undeniable proof—not just for myself, but for the pack. For the Elders. They had to see who Alpha Alan truly was beneath his polished lies.

The footage became too much. I slammed the laptop shut. Then I hurled it across the room. My chest ached.

“It’s over,” I whispered.

And I meant it.

The next morning, I walked into Alpha Alan’s study. His scent still lingered in the room, masculine and commanding. But underneath it, hers clung—Beta Alice. A mockery of the life I had fought for.

I smiled bitterly at the irony.

I placed a small box on his desk—filled with the remnants of a love he’d destroyed. Pieces of our bond that could never be mended, no matter how many times someone tried.

“To the couple who were never meant for me,” I murmured. “Congratulations. You’ve won. You’ve broken me.”

Then I found an old photo album—full of memories that now felt like someone else’s life. I tucked it under my arm. Alpha Alan didn’t deserve to keep any part of what we used to be.

That’s when I heard the door open.

“Luna Gabby, what are you doing in here?” his voice cut through the silence.

I didn’t turn to look at him. “Just tidying up your office,” I said coolly.

His footsteps crept closer. The tension hung heavy in the air.

“What’s this?” he asked, eyes narrowing as he spotted the brown folder in my hand.

Evidence.

Everything.

I turned and met his gaze head-on. I wouldn’t flinch. Not this time.

“Just garbage,” I lied. “I was on my way to toss it out.”

And I left.

*****

I drove straight to Elder Roland’s estate. Now I stood in the grand hall, breathing hard, every step weighed down with pain, anger, betrayal—and purpose.

Elder Roland approached with his usual imposing grace.

“Luna Gabriella,” he said, clearly surprised. “What an unexpected visit. How may I help you?”

I walked toward him, held out the brown folder, and said with unwavering resolve—

“I want to sever my bond with Alpha Alan, Elder Roland.”