"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 ushered Mary towards Kiev's car, a sleek black sedan gleaming under the streetlights. Her eyes widened with fear as I gently guided her into the back seat. She hesitated, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of Kiev sitting calmly in the driver's seat.


　　I slid into the front passenger seat, casting a glance at Mary to ensure she wouldn't attempt to escape. Kiev's voice cut through the tense silence, a warning tinged with concern, "She might still shift out of anger."


　　I shrugged nonchalantly, my focus unwavering as I prepared a sedative injection for Mary. With practiced precision, I administered it to her neck, watching as her eyes widened briefly in alarm before fluttering shut, her body slumping against the seat as unconsciousness claimed her.


CHAPTER 76 I've Discovered That Mary Is A Spy