This was already the third time Gerald didn't take my call. I could understand if he didn't want to be disturbed during the quiet period of the Night Hunter Pack beta election, but at least he received my call once and gave me some news. I worried about him until I couldn't sleep because, during the election, he was required to stay at the pack house.
I missed him. Being in the apartment alone without him made me lonely. I decided to go to the orphanage and let go of my homesickness with my siblings there, including my foster mother. She had asked me to come home a few days ago, but I was still busy with work, and there would be a boss change in my office.
My current boss felt he was too old-fashioned for his law firm and his pack, so he left them to his only son. Honestly, I envy those people who had a good life. Their parents were fine and could accompany them until they grew up. While I...
My foster mother came and hugged me tightly. She told me a lot, including about my childhood friends. I wasn't sure if it was appropriate to call them friends. We were only in the same school, we didn't greet each other or mingle like we should. They were mostly my bullies; I wanted to forget that part so badly. However, my foster mother probably felt the same resentment, keeping a close eye on how they were growing up to ensure they'd get what they deserved after what they did to me in the past.
"Dex has started to get active with his job at his father's company. He is a workaholic and a sex addict who will change women every night after work," my foster mother said as she prepared tea and snacks. Could I skip this part? Just hearing Dexton's name made my stomach churn. "He and Ophelie are engaged. You remember Ophelie, right? A beta family adopted her from here when you were five years old. I don't see her much, but I saw her with Dex once. They looked happy."
"Rona, please. Can we not talk about them?" I knew who Ophelie was. She wasn't different from others when we were in senior high school—a bully. And when hearing the news that they were happy, it made my heart ache. My foster mother nodded and smiled bitterly. That was right. It seemed like she didn't like how Dex was doing so well after almost harassing me. I didn't want to remember anything even though, time and time again, the shadows would pop up and bring me back down.
I deliberately left the pack after graduating from senior high school, attended another pack's university, and worked at the pack's largest law firm, also choosing to live away from my birthplace, Blue Eclipse Pack.
We were immersed in silence until a new discussion arose that Rona often favored. "Have you gotten your wolf yet? If not, that's fine. Omegas are often getting their wolves late. At least you have Gerald. It's rare for an omega to be matched with a beta offspring."
"Yes, I'm quite lucky in that regard, but we haven't done anything yet," I replied in an increasingly low voice. For a moment, I thought about what Gerald had said. Was he not receiving my calls and returning my messages because of that? Because he was upset with me for not giving him what he wanted—sex?
"Are you serious? Why haven't you guys done it yet? Is he not lusting after you?"
"No... it's just that I want to do it when we're married." At that moment, Rona's face changed. She covered her mouth with both hands, looking shocked by my words.
"Are you sure you're going to stick with that principle, Shenna? He could leave you if you insist. Making love to him is a way to maintain the relationship and start a mate bond. However, I can understand why you chose that. If Gerald is a good man, he will definitely stay no matter what."
Yeah, right. We'll see what happens in the future. Just knowing Gerald didn't respond to my call alone made me heartbroken. Then, I could only hope he was the right man for me then.
***
When I arrived at the pack house, the door to his room was half open, and I planned to surprise him. I didn't know what demon possessed me now, but my desire to give Gerald what he wanted suddenly tickled my heart. There was nothing wrong with fulfilling his wish, right?
After all, he was the man I had known for so long—starting from herd loyalty and humanity, saving and protecting me from the bullying of people who looked down on me, continuing friendship for a while, and finally declaring his love. Then we were together for several years and still counting. What else was it if not love?
If anyone had said Gerald might betray me behind my back, they would have swallowed it whole. I was here now to prove them wrong.
I didn't knock because, as usual, even when the door was closed, I would immediately go in and curl up in his arms if he was still asleep. This time, he was probably already preparing for training, and I would be his supporter and big fan during sparring.
The first sight when opening the door was quite crucial. He would sometimes fall asleep on the sofa with the TV still on, and we would continue watching until nightfall when it was time for him to patrol the pack border. However, what appeared before me now was far from what I had imagined. Gerald was indeed on the sofa but not sleeping or watching television; he was naked with a jet-haired woman in the same state, wiggling her hips on his lap.
I almost spit out all my breakfast this morning and began to feel sorry for myself because despite seeing the cruelest betrayal before my eyes, I still blamed the woman, pulling her lengthy hair so that she fell off my fiancé's lap. You could call me naive for still thinking that my fiancé was a good man. The bitch must be seduced him for doing this disgusting thing.
"What the fuck–!" she yelled.
I pointed to her face to stop her talking. "What the fuck are you doing? And this bitch, she must be teasing you, right, baby?" Gerald just snorted and eroded the distance with me without caring about his naked body and Junior, who was still so tense. "W-what are you doing?"
"If you won't let me fuck just any woman, take off your clothes right now."
"What? Gerry, you're just kidding, right? Tell me that you just prank me. Stop there, Gerry!" I ordered, but he ignored me. He continued to scrape away the distance with a strange grin.
"Tell me, my dear Shenna, are you willing to replace that girl to finish our stalled game? Look, my cock is still too tense to be ignored." I turned to the girl standing not far from us. She dressed and was about to leave. However, she had turned around, and I was familiar with her face and appearance; I just didn't have time to confirm whether my guess was correct that I knew her, probably somewhere.
I didn't have time to respond to Gerald's words after the girl left because he had already lunged at me until we fell to the floor and crushed me. I squealed in pain, but the man who was my fiancé didn't seem to care.
"Do you realize you're not attractive, Shenna? Don't flatter yourself. With that fat body of yours and 'granny-look' hair and eyes, to be my lover is a stroke of luck. You should be grateful. However, you are too big-headed."
"Let go of me, Gerald!" I screamed with my body already trembling. He ignored me and started doing what he shouldn't have done. The worst thing was that he wasn't alone. Not long after he stripped me, someone who was already completely naked came and bent over my naked and weak body. I didn't know what Gerald did to me, but I was having trouble moving at the moment.
Dexton. What was he doing here—in Gerald's pack room? Are they...
"Don't jump to conclusions, Fatty. We often grind the women he uses. Today, I think you're the one." He said casually, caressing my face and wiping away the unstoppable tears flowing. "Oh, baby... don't cry. You're still a virgin, right? I promise I'll take it slow. Prepare yourself because soon you'll have the good fortune of fucking an alpha and a beta at the same time."
"No, no, Dexton, please... just kill me instead of abusing me like this, please." I turned to Gerald, who was licking his lips at my naked body. I shook my head as I whimpered and begged. He was a good man, I believe, and had never been this wild. What happened to my Gerald? "Gerry, please, baby... I'll give you what you want, but only you. Please... not with him, please."
"Request denied."
And you could imagine what they did that made me feel like I was between life and death. The will to live had vanished. Why did the Moon Goddess create me if only to receive this humiliation?
After Dexton had had his fill, then Gerald, it was Dexton's turn to return, but he didn't fuck me, instead grabbing me firmly by the neck when I finally managed to scream for anyone's help.
"Dex! What the hell are you doing? You could have killed her!" Gerald's voice made my life, which seemed almost lost, return to my body suddenly. Nevertheless, I still tried to break free.
"Shut the fuck up! She's gonna be a trouble if we don't finish her," Dexton said, almost inaudible to me because my life seemed to have been detached from my body.
He was right. They would be in trouble cause I wouldn't stand still and let him do this disgusting thing repeatedly without accepting the slightest consequences. I was sure that even though almost everyone in the pack house had a hand in my bullying, there must be one of them who could do the right thing.
Unfortunately, I didn't have time to get help; my throat felt choked, I was having trouble inhaling oxygen, and my legs were kicking in an attempt to break free.
Tears began to drip from the corners of my eyes, accompanying the last stock of oxygen in my lung sockets. Everything turned dark... dark, and I didn't know if it was a dream or if my life had ended here and now.