Chapter 1: Broken Promises
Fiona’s POV
I couldn’t stop smiling as I sped down the road toward home. My wolf was practically howling with joy, pacing under my skin like she couldn’t wait to tell him either. After everything-years of negative tests, hormone treatments, failed full moon blessings it had finally happened. I was pregnant.
Pregnant. With Alpha Dorian’s pup.
The two pink lines on the test still felt unreal. I’d taken three more just to be sure. And now, here I was, heart thudding like war drums, a storm of dreams and baby names filling my head. He was going to be so happy. This was the miracle we’d been waiting for. Our second chance. Our forever.
1 pulled into the driveway of our packhouse and grabbed my purse, the test still zipped up safely inside like a fragile secret. My boots crunched over gravel as I rushed to the front door, already picturing the stunned joy on Dorian’s face when I told him.
But the moment I stepped inside, something felt… off.
The air was too still. No scent of dinner. No firewood burning in the hearth. Just the faint whiff of perfume-sickly sweet and definitely not
minc.
1 frowned and looked around. The living room was a mess-cushions scattered, a wine glass half-full on the table, and clothes tossed around. My wolf stirred uncasily.
And then I saw it.
A lacy black bra I didn’t recognize, draped right across the back of our couch.
My breath caught. I stepped forward and picked it up, the fabric trembling in my hands. It smelled like her. Not just any she-Cecilia. My sister.
A chill crawled down my spine. My wolf let out a low growl deep inside me, the sound laced with confusion and dread. I tried to shake it off. Maybe she was just visiting. Maybe she changed here, went for a run, something-anything.
But I already knew.
I dropped the bra and followed the trail of clothes-Dorian’s shirt, a pair of jeans, a heel-down the hall. My pulse roared in my ears, drowning out everything but the low, unmistakable sounds coming from the bedroom.
Moans. Soft and hungry.
I froze at the doorway, one hand gripping the frame like it could hold me together. My heart pounded so loud. But I pushed the door open anyway, praying I was wrong.
And then I saw them.
Dorian. My mate. My Alpha.
In bed.
With Cecilia.
They were tangled together.
The pregnancy test slipped from my fingers, landing on the floor with a tiny thud.
“What the hell is this?” I choked out. My voice cracked, part sob, part snarl. My wolf was reeling, snapping, trying to understand why our mate -our mate-had betrayed us.
Dorian scrambled out of bed, panic on his face as he grabbed for the nearest blanket. “Fiona, this isn’t—”
“Save it!” 1 snapped, my throat tight, lungs burning. My gaze shifted to Cecilia, lounging on the bed like she owned the place.
She gave me a smile that made my skin crawl. “Don’t look so shocked, Fiona,” she said, voice dripping venom. “Did you really think you were enough for an Alpha?”
1/3
Rage and heartbreak collided inside me.
“Dorian.” I whispered, turning to him, hoping-begging-for a flicker of regret in his eyes. “After everything… after all we’ve survived together… how could you?”
He couldn’t even look at me. Ite yanked on his shirt, eyes fixed somewhere over my shoulder. “It’s not what you think.” he muttered.
“Not what I think?” I laughed, but it came out broken. “You’re in bed with my sister, Dorian. Tell me was this your plan all along? While I was bleeding and praying to the Moon Goddess for a pup, you were screwing her?”
Cecilia stretched, smug and umbothered. “We’ve been together for months,” she said, watching my reaction like it was entertainment. “He’s sick of you, Fiona. All that crying, all that desperate clinging… he needed someone who made him feel like a real Alpha again.”
Her eyes flicked to the test on the floor. “And I’m guessing that didn’t go the way you wanted, either.”
Tinstinctively wrapped a hand around my belly, as if I could shield the tiny life growing inside me from their poison. My wolf growled, a deep. vibrating sound of grief and fury.
“You don’t know anything about me.” I spat. “You never did. You’re both traitors.”
Dorian stepped forward, reaching out.I recoiled.
“Don’t touch me.”I warned. my voice low. “I can’t believe I ever loved you. Either of you.”
His hand dropped. So did any remaining pretense.
Cecilia laughed. “So dramatic.” she said. “You were always good at playing the victim. But Dorian’s mine now. And you? You were just a discarded shewolf.”
My fists clenched so hard my claws threatened to break skin.
“I gave you everything.” I said to Dorian, barely above a whisper. “My love. My loyalty. My whole damn life. And you threw it all away for this?”
He said nothing. Not a word. Just looked away like a coward.
And that was it. That was the moment I felt something inside me break. A clean, cold snap. Whatever bond we once had-it was gone. The mate pull still hummed faintly between us, but I knew in my bones it would never feel the same again.
“Maybe it’s best if you just leave.” he said finally, voice flat. “Cecilia and I… we’re together now. You deserve better than this.”
I stared at him, the final blow landing like a silver dagger straight to the heart.
There it was-the last nail in the coffin of my marriage. hammered in by the very Alpha I had once trusted with my life, my body, my soul. I backed away slowly, legs trembling, but I kept my head high. He wasn’t going to see me break. Neither of them were.
“I hope you both rot.” I said. voice calm. too calm. The tears burned hot behind my eyes, but I didn’t let them fall.
I turned and walked out, leaving behind the wreckage of everything I’d ever believed in. The bond between us was nothing but ash now.
The moment I stepped outside, the cold air hit me like a slap. I slammed the door shut behind me so hard the frame rattled. My hands were shaking as I climbed into my car, still clutching the pregnancy test like a fragile piece of hope. The engine roared to life, and I drove. No destination. No plan. Just… away.
Away from that cursed house, now a graveyard for every dream I’d ever had.
Away from the scent of betrayal that still clung to my skin.
Away from the Alpha who had sworn to protect me and instead ripped me apart from the inside out.
City lights streaked past in a blur, my wolf snarling low and furious in my chest. She wanted to run, to shift and rip something to shreds. But we both knew we couldn’t-not yet. We weren’t just angry. We were wounded.
My phone buzzed on the seat next to me. His name lit up the screen: Dorian.
My stomach twisted. I didn’t want to hear his voice. But fury got the better of me. I snatched up the phone and answered, my voice sharp and
venomous.
“What the hell do you want?”
2/3
- Broker
His voice came through cold, almost bored. “I’ve instructed my lawyer to send over the divorce papers. Sign them. It’s over.”
I blinked. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Just like that? After everything? After every full moon we spent curled together, every promise whispered into my hair?
“You think you can just mail me a piece of paper and wipe your hands clean?” I snapped. “You think it ends like that? You’re a pathetic, spineless coward, Dorian.”
He sighed. That lazy, arrogant sigh he used whenever something annoyed him. “Fiona, don’t make this harder than it needs to be. Cecilia and I are moving forward. You should too.”
“Moving forward?” I nearly laughed. “You mean crawling into bed with my sister like a rabid mutt? You don’t know the first damn thing about love or loyalty. You make a mockery of the title Alpha.”
His silence cracked, and suddenly, his voice flared sharp and cruel.
“At least she satisfies me better than you, bitch!”
The words hit me like claws to the chest, tearing through muscle, through bone, right into the heart of me. I gasped, my hand flying to my sternum as if I could physically stop the pain from spreading. It was like being punched in the lungs. For a second. I thought I might pass out.
But then the fire returned. My wolf surged forward, claws dragging against my ribs, begging to be let loose. I didn’t let her take over, but I used her rage.
“You take that back!” I roared, my voice shaking with fury. “You think that pathetic excuse for an insult means anything coming from you? You’re nothing. Dorian! A spineless, low-grade mutt of a man who couldn’t handle a real she-wolf, so you settled for trash.”
He didn’t respond, but I didn’t need him to. I wasn’t done.
“You think Cecilia’s some kind of prize?” I spat. “She’s a two-faced, venom-tongued snake who feeds on attention. She’s playing you. Dorian. Just like she’s played every other fool who’s ever looked twice at her. You’re not special. You’re just the next idiot on her list.”
Still nothing from his end. Not even a breath.
“You betrayed the only person who actually loved you. You broke the mate bond-not just spiritually, but morally. You threw away your Luna, your pack’s respect, everything, for what? A few cheap thrills and a bitch who couldn’t hold loyalty if you tied it to her wrist?”
He finally scoffed, but I cut him off before he could say another word.
“You know what? I pity you.” I hissed. “Because one day, when Cecilia leaves you high and dry, when your pack loses faith in you and you realize you’ve built your life on lies-you’ll look in the mirror and see what I see. A weak, pathetic male who let everything good slip through his claws.”
My chest heaved with every word.
“So enjoy your trash heap of a life, Dorian. You and Cecilia are perfect for each other-two toxic souls destined to ruin whatever they touch. But don’t come crawling back. Don’t ever speak my name again. You are nothing to me now. Nothing. And you never will be again.”
I ended the call.
My hand was still trembling as I threw the phone onto the passenger seat. But it wasn’t fear or heartbreak anymore-it was release.
His words had stung like hell. But mine? Mine had scorched the earth. And now, there was nothing left of us but ash.
Let him wallow in his own mess. Let him rot beside the woman who helped him tear it all down.
Because I was done with Alpha Dorian.
For good.
And this time, I wasn’t looking back.
3/3
