The man who discovered his partner’s infidelity felt no anguish from the shards of the crystal doll embedded in the tender skin of his palm. Even if lightning had struck him at that very moment, he would not have experienced pain or even death after observing his mate entwined in the embrace of his Beta, his closest confidant, the individual he had trusted most. A knife of deceit and treachery had been thrust into Jason’s heart, rendering it a disfigured mass within his chest. He had forfeited the capacity to experience any emotion except from anger.
As Opora and Nyla had their release simultaneously, their moans reverberated through the packhouse, shaking the closed windows and partially open doors. Nyla satisfied Opora’s desire by depositing his semen into her uterus.
Typically, they engaged in s****l activities in the woods; nevertheless, today they ascended to the Alpha suite. Today marked the first occasion on which she requested him to provide her with a puppy. She requested that he cease using condoms and had not been taking the pill for some time. Nyla wished he had successfully impregnated her. Shortly, she would deliver his offspring.
The odour of their intimacy and the sound of their laboured respiration permeated the room. Nyla permitted himself to recline upon Opora’s form. She had a satisfied smile. With her eyes shut, she regained her breath; her nostrils detected the familiar aroma that had evoked memories of summer for the preceding three years: freshly mown grass and lemonade. Her eyes expanded in astonishment at comprehending the occurrence. Nyla had detected Jason’s aroma as well, and it was not just due to their presence in his room. Nyla nearly ceased breathing at witnessing the terror in Opora’s brown eyes, affirming his looming horror. Upon Jason’s decision to enter the room, a chilling, malevolent, and perilous atmosphere enveloped the area. The door collided with the wall. Their eyes darted to the ajar door in astonishment. It must have been Jason! He apprehended them in the act.
“Jason!” Opora muttered despite her need to yell. She swiftly concealed her chest upon realising that Jason was not alone; Lucas and Leo had accompanied him. She was so engrossed in pursuing her own gratification that she failed to perceive his presence. The guy, who planned to remain away from home for four days, observed her engaging in s****l intercourse with another man. Upon the gaze of Jason’s dark red eyes upon her, her words became lodged in her throat. Nyla’s eyes widened as he comprehended that his demise was imminent, capable of extracting his soul. Jason approached him as though he were the Grim Reaper.
“Jason… I…” Nyla ineffectually attempted to retreat from him on the bed, although the Alpha was already pursuing her. He lacked the opportunity to respond, withdraw, or protect himself. He erred in believing he would be permitted to elucidate the situation. Jason’s substantial hand enveloped Nyla’s face. His keen claws penetrated Nyla’s skin, nearly tearing it from his face. The culpable blonde’s anguished, terror-stricken screams reverberated around the room as his face bled copiously, and he was forcefully thrown from the bed to the floor, fracturing his jaw.
“AAA!” Opora shouted. Despite observing all that was inflicted upon Nyla, she perceived herself as the one enduring the most severe treatment. Her entire body was perspiring excessively. In a state of terror, she clutched the silken blanket that had obscured her nudity from the males present. Despite his position as Beta and second-in-command, Nyla writhed on the floor, grasping his fractured jaw. The force employed to cast him to the ground was a direct consequence of his betrayal.
“You are a betrayer!” Utilising his authoritative voice, Jason snarled directly at him. Nyla’s wolf had submitted to his Alpha; he had experienced remorse, but it was now too late. He had destroyed their childhood connection.
Opora, Jason, Lucas, Nyla, and Leo have been acquainted since the age of ten. Opora, the sole daughter of the Alpha of the Rigel Moon Pack, had formed friendships with all the lads during their childhood. Nyla had been her closest friend since he defended Opora from rogues during an assault, however she had consistently favoured Jason. Upon Jason’s marriage to Opora, Nyla assumed the role of Jason’s Beta to maintain proximity to her. Nyla’s wolf recognised that she had visited him multiple times for s****l encounters, during which his human chose to betray his friend, his Alpha, by persisting in an affair with Opora. Nyla had never foreseen that they would be subjected to such egregious exposure.
Following more brutal strikes from Jason, Nyla commenced imploring for mercy, which only intensified Jason’s fury. He had just seen Nyla engaging in s****l intercourse with Opora in his bed, yet Nyla still has the audacity to plead for mercy. The brutality and violence that Jason imposed on Nyla’s body had not diminished. A fractured jaw could not enough quell his fury. Nyla remained on the floor, weeping in distress as Jason relentlessly struck his wounded, bruised, and injured visage. The agony was already intense from Jason embedding his claws into the bones of Nyla’s face. The Alpha inflicted irreversible harm to Nyla’s visage. It had gotten challenging to perceive his former handsomeness.
Opora had been weeping, not out of sympathy for the man being assaulted like a beast. No, she was merely weeping due to her apprehension of the consequences of her conduct. Nyla’s shouts and anguished groans persisted for several seconds until being interrupted by a sound resembling the breaking of a stack of potato chips. Her eyes expanded in astonishment upon comprehending Lucas’s actions. He had fractured Beta’s spine.
“AAA!” Nyla lamented in anguish on the ground. Lucas exhibited a demeanour that was simultaneously satisfied and enraged. A final prolonged wail of despair echoed through the packhouse, succeeded by the horrified scream of the woman reclining on the bed. She feared the impending consequences for herself.
