"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

　　The green-eyed woman nodded. "Follow us," she instructed, her tone leaving no room for argument. "The Council will decide if you are worthy to see Seraphina-"


　　Ethan and I introduced ourselves to them, our voices steady despite the tension in the air. As our names left our lips, the two women exchanged a quick, almost imperceptible glance. They gulped, and their eyes reflected a flicker of hesitation, but after a moment, they nodded to each other.


　　Just then, another figure stepped out of the same door. Seraphina, Ethan's mother, emerged.


　　"It seems like you have finally decided to lower your pride and meet," she said, her gaze fixed on Ethan. Her tone carried a mixture of relief and reproach. With a few whispered words to the two witches, they nodded and slipped back into the shadows, leaving us alone with Seraphina.


CHAPTER 100 Do Not Control Yourself