"W...Why..." I shook my head in disbelief, "You're my best friend!" I cried out, overcome with a sense of betrayal as tears continued to stream down my face.
Maya bit her lower lip, her words halted as I moved to slap her for trying to gaslight me, but Andrew firmly grasped my hand.
"Autumn, don't," he commanded, "If you want to hurt someone, hurt me. Don't hurt her," he pleaded, his voice laced with concern, breaking my heart even further.
"And you have the nerve to say that..."
"She's pregnant, and she needs to be looked after!" he exclaimed. "I don't care what anyone else thinks right now," he added, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
"Please, don't. If you love me, then let us," he whispered. "I'm tired of you being unable to give me a child. That's all I've ever wanted, and you've never made me happy."
I couldn't believe everything he said to me. I thought he loved me. I thought Maya was my best friend, and it seemed like no one was on my side.
What would you do if your best friend was pregnant with your husband's baby? What would you do if your most loyal maid betrayed you?
After a series of betrayals, Luna Autumn was not only accused of a crime but also banished from the Pack, becoming a Rogue.
Heartbroken, Autumn encountered Ethan, the Alpha of the Crimson Pack, notorious for his playboy lifestyle and disregard for the concept of mates. Ethan is intrigued by Autumn; unlike the other women he has been with, she stirs unfamiliar feelings in him and remains beyond his grasp, making her seem exceptional.
As Ethan's fascination with Autumn grows, what will happen between them?

His Betrayed Luna

　　"I don't like that answer," Ethan interjected, his veined hand suddenly reaching for my chin, his grip firm.


　　My eyes widened as I stared at him, feeling a mixture of fear coursing through me.


　　"Whatever you're planning to do, if you're a bad person, it won't work with me... Because... do you want to know why?" he murmured, drawing his face closer to mine. "I can sense your body language." 


　　I recoiled, pushing him away instinctively.


　　Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I replied, "I didn't ask for this," my voice steady despite the nervousness within me. "You did," I added, my tone tinged with accusation.


　　He tightened his jaw, his expression unreadable as he regarded me. "You're different," he remarked, a smile playing on his lips, though it held no hint of warmth.


　　I gulped nervously. "Okay, let's just change the topic," I suggested, exhaling heavily. "I don't want to ruin this chance to have somewhere to stay," I added, wrapping my arms around myself.


CHAPTER 12 Who's The Newcomer?