Chasing His Betrayed Luna novel Chapter 7

AURELIA

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I lay in bed… in agony.

My eyes were swollen and my body burning from the intense and unbearable pain that I had to endure all through the night. It was a new day – the day Larisa would be crowned Luna of the Dark Moon pack.

The day I would be dethroned and publicly insulted. Perhaps I should be out there fighting for my title and my mate but I was still suffering from all she and Alpha Raiden spent the night doing.

I felt it all this time.

Maybe it was because Larisa already told me about their steamy moments, I couldn't tell but I felt the effect of every thrust, touch, and kiss that my mate pleased Larisa with over the night.

For some reason, the bond carried Alpha Raiden’s betrayal to me.

I lay in bed lifelessly.

“Please take my soul now, Moon Goddess. Let me die now. I can’t take this anymore.” I thought to myself, hoping that the moon goddess would hear my internal cry as I couldn’t part my lips to speak.

I just wanted to die.

If I died, everyone would get their happy ending.

Everyone except me, unfortunately.

Slowly, I closed my eyes, praying for my soul to be snatched. There was nothing else for me to live for. For the past three years, I had been living for my betrayal of a mate. I had lived for the same pack that had come to stab me in the back many times even as I served them.

All of a sudden, I heard a knock on the door of the same room I had been locked in for many days. I didn’t bother to move an inch because that would not only cause me pain but also lift my hope. Plus, the door could only be opened from outside with a key that I knew Alpha Raiden wouldn’t give just anyone.

It was best to keep my eyes closed and wait for the moment I would stop breathing–

“Relia..” The familiar name echoed.

My breath hitched because there was only one person who called me that and hearing that person so close broke my already shattered heart. Not to mention the fact that my head ached as another knock came from the door.

“Relia, are you in there?” Dakota’s old shaky voice came again.

I whimpered in response, unable to form a single word. I wanted to tell her to leave because she shouldn't see me like this. She would be devastated if she was to see me in this shape.

Dakota was the only person in this big pack that genuinely cared about me. While others pretended to care, Dakota really loved me. Dakota was the oldest doctor in the pack and she found me when I was a baby, raised me as her own, and has always helped me until she retired some years ago.