••• Victoria’s POV •••
[Pick me up at the Sundown Bar. ❤❤]
My heart raced fast when I received this message from my husband, Elijah Arison, who was also the Alpha of the GoldClaw Pride Pack.
The aroma of rosemary-roasted lamb chops wafted from the kitchen, I had personally prepared an exquisite meal to celebrate our second anniversary. Yet it seemed that Elijah had a different plan for us instead.
The smile on my face deepened as I gently stroked the two heart symbols on the screen. It was the first my serious Alpha husband would like to show his soft side to me and it was enough to satisfy me.
My union with Elijah was not designed by the Goddess. We were chosen mates. Even though my wolf pack was much stronger than the GoldClaw Pride Pack, I married him without a second thought.
I love him. I never love anyone like Elijah. Even though he didn't love me as I love him, I was confident we would make it. And now, I believe I made the right bet. Even though I threw away my Alpha title for Elijah, I gained true love in the end.
I hummed as I walked up the stairs to change for our sweet first date, all the while being curious about what surprise he would have in store for me. A romantic candlelight dinner? A room full of flowers? Or my favorite perfume set?
Inheriting my mother's talent, I'm an excellent perfumer. With my mother's help, my father built a business empire of perfume; and with my help, the GoldClaw Pride Pack became one of the Top 3 packs in America from outside the Top 20. In addition to being his right-hand man in his career, I am also the most virtuous wife at home. I took care of every detail of my man with my own hands, and sure enough, this ended up winning his love.
Just as I was fretting about which dress to wear to meet my love, the omega maid knocked at the door. "Luna, Alpha has a present for you."
I immediately opened the door and a smartly packaged box came into view. I carefully took the box and opened it, my pupils contracted slightly when I saw a burgundy silk dress with a deep V design.
The hemline opened almost to the base of the thighs. It wasn't my normal style, but if my dear husband required it, I wouldn't mind having a try.
[Darling, wear this and come to see me. ❤]
The heat climbed my face as I recognized it was his handwriting, clear and strong. I caressed the card sweetly and suddenly noticed a very shallow crease on the edge, causing a slight chill on my neck. Elijah was very obsessive-compulsive and every time I helped organize his study I had to flatten all the corners of every book.
Maybe he was just too nervous, looking forward to this date as much as me?
I excitedly collected the letter and walked quickly toward the checkroom. I owned the perfect hourglass figure, with every ounce of curve that should be there, but this dress was slightly oversized for me. Well, Elijah was probably just not experienced yet; after all, this was the first time he'd ever picked out clothes for me.
'Don't you feel something wrong, V?' My wolf Lya snapped out as I started the car. 'Elijah has never invited us to that bar. He even hats to see us when his friends were around.'
If I was the one who loved Elijah passionately, Lya would have been a bit more calmer.
Although she didn't object to this union, I knew she once dreamed of finding our destined mate. However, my late father had someone prophesy for me when I was young, and it was said I would impossibly have a fated mate. I was upset by that but sooner Elijah came and lit my life.
Elijah once had a girlfriend, Evelyn Madden. But when my father passed away and I had to shoulder the responsibility of the Palemane Claws Pack, he proposed to me. I knew it was a bit influenced by Evelyn's leaving, but I also believed it was a chance fate had for us.
To earn the respect of the GoldClaw Pride Pack was a tough journey. They resented the fact that I still wanted to operate my father's business and that my pack members were more loyal to me than to Elijah. To quell the dissent, I finally gave away to Elijah, being the woman behind him wholeheartedly. Our packs and business then completely merged leading to a quick growth of the GoldClaw Pride Pack.
I put aside the old memory as I arrived at the bar. No matter how much hardship I had been through, the most important thing now was that I finally won the love of my husband. Maybe we would have explosive sex tonight and then I would soon be able to breed for him. The whole pack was longing for an heir.
I gave my car fob to the valet and quickly went to the private room Elijah and his friend usually booked. I took a deep breath before I opened the door, however, an unexpected voice came into my ears first.
“Aren’t you worried your wife might be… upset if she finds out you’re spending your anniversary with me?”
I didn't need a second to recognize it was Evelyn Madden. Didn't she dump Elijah and leave the country a long time ago? When did she come back? And why was she here?
“That woman is nothing but a tool,” Elijah's voice was cold, like a knife stabbing into my ear. “She's an easy fool. I just need to give her a little attention, and she’ll do everything I ask willingly."
"Don't men expect such a perfect wife?" Evelyn giggled, her voice sounded soft and innocent but I could sense the hidden malice.
"Perfect?" He said with a contemptuous grunt, “Not unless I love her, yet it will never happen.”
“The only woman I love is you, Evelyn. Don't you know how much I have suffered when I have to spend nights with her? I wish it was you.”
"If it weren't for taking over her father's wealth and power, I wouldn't stand for having such a boring woman as my wife.”
My eyes widened in disbelief and my heart felt as if it was being clutched hard by an invisible hand. I didn't want to believe it was Elijah speaking, but the voice was clearly his. My legs weakened and I could barely stand, but forced myself to stagger closer to the room, each step like stepping on the tip of a knife.
Through the crack in the door, I could finally see - it was indeed Elijah! And to make matters worse, Evelyn was straddling him, wearing the same dress as me!
They unashamedly entwined together. Elijah's lips roamed the nape of her neck, whispering compliments about how stunning Evelyn looked in this dress.
Evelyn looked up in mock innocence, blinked, and asked in a sweet, cloying voice, “Are you really not sorry for giving me this dress? It was supposed to be your anniversary gift to her, right?”
His hands traced into her dress rubbing her breasts and his tone was full of mockery. “Oh come on, how can her dried up body compare to yours? She's practically wasting it in this dress.” He finished, grabbing Evelyn’s ass and tearing her panties before he unbuckled his belt thrusting his dick into that bitch’s core!
His whispers and Evelyn's moans intertwined to create a picture that sickened me. He never showed such passion before me. When we had sex, he was always silent and aloof. I thought it was his nature but now it proved I was wrong.
My heart nearly stops and breathing becomes difficult. Trembling hands covered my mouth, trying to suppress the sobs that were about to spill out. Lya howled in agony in my head, and the searing pain of the betrayed bond nearly ripped my soul in two.
Eventually, I slid to the floor with my back against the wall, tears streaming silently down my face. I didn't want to see or hear anymore, but their sickening sounds still kept coming, wrapping around my heart like a viper.
I stumbled away from that place. Even while driving back to the pack, I couldn’t stop my tears, especially since Lya was also whimpering in my mind, causing my heartache to double.
"I'm sorry," I sobbed, remorse flooding my heart. "It's my fault. I...I chose the wrong man and it hurt you now."
"It's not your fault, V," Lya reassured me, her voice sounded weak as the pain seemed to cost her a lot of energy. "I'll face it with you. You're not alone."
My tears flowed harder. Elijah's betrayal hurt me deeply but I hated myself more for being blind by that stupid love.
Why should I trap myself in this pain when Evelyn was his only love? It's time to make a change, right?