The luminous, captivating glow of the full moon enhanced the allure of every aspect of the Sothis Star Pack’s four-story packhouse. That nightfall, all the wolves in the pack had entered the forest from the expansive, well-furnished sixteen-bedroom packhouse to revel under the full moon’s illumination.
They were summoned by the allure of the wilderness. It was an extraordinary event in a werewolf’s existence, thus how could it be disregarded? This was a day they had anticipated throughout the month. All released their wolves into the verdant foliage and chilly moonlight, save for one pair. Their ecstatic gasps and moans resonated from the fourth-floor bedroom on this magical evening.
The vigorous pair was attempting to satiate their desires in the king-size bed, entirely disregarding their primal instincts in light of their corporeal hunger and necessity. The unclothed couple had failed to observe that the door to the room had become slightly ajar seconds before. Moonlight permeated the room through the partially ajar door. It initially alighted on the bouquet of flowers strewn across the floor, subsequently settling on the six-foot-three, robust figure whose hands were haemorrhaging extensively. Alpha Jason stood at the doorway, observing this profound betrayal. His robust physique remained still; his eyes were locked on the two entwined figures engaged in a s****l cadence on his bed. He had previously heard Opora’s moans innumerable times as she exclaimed his name in ecstasy.
Her voice and enthusiasm were identical then as they are now. The room, bed, and partner belonged to Jason; the sole distinction was that the man asserting dominance over the woman on his bed was not him. His muscles contracted as every cell in his body surged with fury at the sight of them engaging in intimacy. Jason repeatedly reassured himself that it must be a fabrication, a nightmare, or a form of jest.
“Provide me with a puppy, Nyla.” The female implored, “Conceive a child with me,” emitting a provocative, resonant groan that sent the man into a frenzy.
Jason was astonished upon hearing Opora’s appeal to his Beta. Did she wish for a child? Three years prior, he discovered that the Moon Goddess had granted him one of his closest friends as his partner. It was a startling and unforeseen point in his life. Opora had already been infatuated with him. Throughout their years together, he always adored her. Upon her simple proposal, he had bestowed all the happiness in the world upon her. He cherished her despite her loss of fertility due to a tragic and distressing accident. She had experienced a miscarriage.
To prevent causing her distress during the past three years, he had refrained from expressing his wish to have a puppy. She was aware that he had no intention of rejecting her; yet, she would weep, express remorse, and implore him not to abandon her in order to maintain her position as the focal point of his adoration. The she-wolf’s deceit over her infertility for the past three years was revealed when she requested Nyla to provide her with a pup. She has always have the capacity to conceive.
The costly crystal doll Jason purchased for Opora was now fractured in his grasp, resulting in blood spilling onto the floor. Blood adhered to the fragments lodged in his palm. The scene before him was authentic; it was neither a dream nor a fabrication. His pained, furious, forest green eyes were directed at his beautiful mate, who was groaning beneath his Beta. The identical Beta who was exerting every effort to gratify his Luna. He demanded her complete attention, fulfilment, and entirety of her physique.
The ardent couple was oblivious to Jason’s surveillance. He observed directly the unethical actions they had been perpetrating throughout his absence from the country. At a minimum, it was the conclusion drawn by the others present in the room. The couple’s posture on the bed was very mortifying for the two additional observers positioned behind Jason: Lucas, Jason’s twin brother, and Leo, Jason’s Gamma.
They had supported Jason from the beginning. Both attempted to disregard the skin-slapping noises reverberating in their ears as their Luna engaged in fervent intercourse before them. Their anxious stares were fixed on their Alpha’s injured hand, which persistently dripped his valuable blood into the floor. Fragments of crystal, both substantial and diminutive, had penetrated his palm. Was he composed of stone? He had not experienced any discomfort, had he? Lucas’s verdant eyes ascended to scrutinise his brother’s visage, unveiling the reality of his shattered heart.
Lucas’s eyes exhibited a flicker of novel emotions, encompassing guilt and remorse. Jason travelled to Germany for a four-day business trip but returned after just one day at Lucas’s request. His brother had concealed his really intents; he merely asserted that if he was trusted to return unconditionally, he should come back in a few hours. Jason sensed that his brother’s tone was grave. Jason had witnessed personally his companion’s activities with his Beta. Before that moment, he had been entirely oblivious to the truth.
Lucas had consistently harboured suspicions regarding her infidelity towards his sibling. Jason was so infatuated with Opora that Lucas could not afford to accuse her without evidence. Consequently, he suggested that Jason return without notifying anyone. He initially assumed that revealing Opora was essential to enlighten his brother and make him cognisant of her treachery. Upon recognising the impact of her actions on his brother, the happiness and triumph he initially experienced from witnessing her apprehension transformed into an excruciatingly painful memory that would remain indelible.
At that juncture in Jason’s life, he recognised that he had forfeited the most vital aspect of his being: the capacity to trust and love another individual.
