“And,” she continued, her voice growing even softer, “I heard from an Omega last night... Selene’s pregnant.”
The final blow. Everything I had built with Thorne shattered with those words.
My heart raced as I pushed into the common den, the pack’s celebration alive with energy. Selene’s laugh sliced through the noise.
“Freya,” she purred, locking eyes with me, mischief glittering in her gaze.
“Is it true?” My voice trembled, but the anger was evident.
She tilted her head, a mock-innocent smile playing on her lips. “What are you going on about?”
I felt the eyes of the pack shift to us, but I didn’t care. I stepped closer.
“Don’t play dumb with me! You manipulated Thorne into bonding with you, knowing he already had a mate!”
Selene let out a soft, dismissive laugh.
“Oh, that. I didn’t have to do much, sweetheart. Thorne was more than willing... He agreed to it without hesitation.”
My wolf surged beneath my skin, a growl building in my chest. “You’re shameless.”
“Shameless?” She scoffed, stepping closer. “And you think you’re worthy of Alpha Thorne? You’re weak, Freya. He deserves better.”
I clenched my fists. “You don’t know anything about me.”
“Please.” She rolled her eyes. “Spare me your self-righteous crap. You’ve been holding him back, and you know it.”
Before I could stop myself, my hand shot up, ready to strike. But Thorne’s voice cut through the chaos.
“Freya!” He stormed in, his presence sending ripples through the crowd.
“What the hell is going on?”
I froze, my hand still raised, my heart sinking.
“Thorne, I—”
“Enough!” His voice was sharp. He turned his glare on me, and the betrayal in his eyes shattered something inside. “Why are you provoking her?”
“I wasn’t—” I started, but his expression silenced me.
The hurt hit me like a punch. How could he blame me?
Wolves whispered. The pack, once my home, now felt like a cage, denying me my place by Thorne’s side.
I couldn’t breathe. I stumbled outside, my heart heavy, and found myself at the healer’s door.
“Please... take this baby away from this misery.”
I woke with a weight pressing down on my chest, suffocating. Needing air, I stepped outside, the cool breeze doing little to lift the heaviness in my heart.
I did what I had to. I embraced myself, brushing my hand against both of my arms.
I closed my eyes, the memory of last night flooding back.