My Alpha Betrayed Me, The Lycan King Claimed Me

The annual Moon Gala was the grandest celebration of the Werewolf Federation.

As the Luna of Blackwood Pack, I stood beside Alpha Damian Thorn, smiling through endless greetings from neighboring Alphas.

"Lady Isla."

"You and Alpha Damian truly are the perfect couple."

I smiled politely.

"Thank you."

If only they knew.

For three years, I had been trying to give Damian an heir.

Every bitter potion.

Every visit to the healer.

I endured them all willingly because I loved him.

I believed he loved me just as much.

Then everything changed.

A burst of laughter echoed across the ballroom.

Everyone frowned.

The sound wasn't coming from the stage.

It was coming from the pack's internal communication system.

Someone had forgotten to switch it off.

A woman's soft laugh followed.

"I told you... Isla Ravenshade could never compare to me."

The smile froze on my face.

That voice... Vanessa Reed.

My best friend.

Then came Damian's unmistakable voice.

"You're incredible."

"Isla has never been able to surprise me."

Several wolves exchanged awkward looks.

Someone whispered,

"Isn't that Alpha Damian?"

Vanessa giggled.

"Then why make her your Luna?"

Damian answered without hesitation.

"You already know why."

"She's Princess Isla Ravenshade."

"Her royal blood is priceless."

"A wolf willing to abandon the Ravenshade Kingdom for me?"

"I'd be stupid to let someone like that go."

Every word struck me like a blade.

Vanessa asked softly,

"And what about me?"

Damian laughed.

"Don't worry."

"I've already planned everything."

"I've been giving Isla infertility medicine for the last three years."

"She'll keep the Luna title."

"You'll give me the future heirs."

Silence.

Complete silence filled the ballroom.

Someone gasped.

Another wolf dropped his wineglass.

The crystal shattered across the marble floor.

I lowered my head.

Three years...

Every healer had told me there was nothing wrong with Damian.

They only encouraged me to keep trying.

Every time I cried because another month had passed without a pup, Damian would hold me tightly.

"I don't care whether we have children."*

"Having you is enough."*

I had believed every word.

My wolf let out a painful howl inside me.

It felt as though our Mate Bond was splitting apart.

Before anyone could react, the broadcast suddenly stopped.

Logan Pierce.

Damian's secretary.

He had finally disconnected the system.

Too late.

Every wolf had already heard the truth.

Without saying a word, I walked upstairs.

No one dared stop me.

I pushed open the lounge door.

Damian immediately stood up.

"Isla—"

Vanessa stepped behind him.

Her lipstick was smeared.

She looked frightened.

I picked up the unopened bottle of water on the table.

Splash.

Cold water poured over both of them.

Neither moved.

I smiled.

"I interrupted something?"

Damian hurried forward.

"Listen to me."

"It's not what you think."

I laughed.

"Really?"

"Then explain the infertility medicine."

His expression froze.

Vanessa immediately spoke.

"It wasn't Damian's idea."

"I begged him."

"He loves children."

"He deserves an heir."

"So I—"

"Enough."

I interrupted her.

"Don't pretend you're the victim."

Damian reached for my wrist.

"Isla."

"I'll fix this."

"I promise."

I slowly pulled my hand away.

"For three years..."

"I blamed myself."

"I thought I wasn't good enough."

"I thought my body had failed you."

"My Alpha..." "My Mate..." "My husband..."

"You watched me cry."

"And you never once told me the truth."

His lips moved.

No words came out.

That night, Blackwood Pack released an official statement.

It claimed the broadcast had been nothing more than a drunken misunderstanding.

It also announced that Vanessa Reed had been exiled to the Silent Lands.

Everyone believed justice had been served.

Except me.

Because when I returned home...

I found Vanessa still hiding inside my house.

Damian wrapped his arms around me.

"Trust me."

"I've already punished her."

"She was your best friend."

"Give both of us another chance."

Another chance?

I looked into the eyes of the man I had abandoned everything for.

For him...

I had severed ties with my father.

Renounced my royal title.

Sworn never to return to Ravenshade Palace.

If I left now...

I had nowhere to go.

Just then, a voice echoed deep within my bloodline.

Warm.

Filled with concern.

"My dear Isla..."

"Are you in trouble?"

"I can feel your pain."

Tears blurred my vision.

It was the voice I hadn't heard in three years.

My father----King Alaric Ravenshade.