"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

　　"Do not be afraid," one of the guards reassured me hastily. "We're under strict orders not to harm you, or there will be severe consequences. You're needed to face the public outside for some reason, that's all."


　　"I'm sorry, but you can't refuse our orders," the other guard interjected firmly, their tone brooking no argument as they continued to lead me away.


　　I was escorted out to the courtyard of the pack's castle, where a throng of people awaited, their voices blending into a cacophony of accusations and questions.


　　"Is it true? Are you a hybrid? A witch-wolf?" someone shouted above the rest.


　　"How could you be so heartless? Did you cause the death of a child?" another voice accused harshly.


　　"Do you feel no remorse?" someone else yelled.


　　Feeling overwhelmed and defenseless, I turned to the guards beside me. "What am I doing here?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the clamor.


CHAPTER 61 Do You Feel No Remorse?