"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 find solace in chatting with Mary, indulging in innocent conversations that serve as a distraction from the complexities of life. But deep down, I'm also using these moments to understand Autumn Clark better. Yeah, I am kind of using Mary to learn more about Autumn.


　　Inside the library, I wait patiently, surrounded by the comforting scent of books. Mary is the only one permitted to interrupt this solitude.


　　As she enters, her steps are soft. I greet her with a smile, eager for our conversation to begin.


　　"What took you so long?" I inquire, curious about her delay.


　　"I was with Autumn," she reveals, and the mere mention of Autumn's name ignites a flurry of emotions within me. My heart quickens its pace, and a strange sensation washes over me, leaving me feeling both flushed and vulnerable.


　　"Come here," I beckoned, and she complied, settling beside me.


　　"Are you not busy, Alpha?" she inquired, her tone laced with concern.


CHAPTER 39 What's Going On With You