He chose his mistress, I ruin his kingdom

(Selene's POV)

On the night of our sixth mating anniversary I received a gift from an unknown sender.

Thinking it was one of Damian's surprises I tore it open in excitement only to see a blood stained picture of my dead pup with a drive.

With trembling hands I plugged it into the laptop. A video played; Damian covering the mouth of our pup before slicing his throat and throwing him down the cliff.

In one heartbeat, my breath, my strength, my world—all gone.

“No…No…No…” I clutched the laptop like it was responsible for Lok’s death.

“ Elara…Seee? I have killed him…he won't be a threat to our pup in the future.” Damian said in the video.

He killed our pup for Elara? No, I must be hallucinating, this video isn't real. I clicked on the video again, listened to that statement over and over, hoping I misheard.

But I didn’t. I saw the way he held her, the way he said those words like he would do it again at her call.

“But you still have another pup with her. She is still your Luna….I will always be the second option.” Elara burst into tears, wriggling from his hold and threatening to fall from the northern cliff.

“No….please…my life is nothing without you.” He begged, catching her before falling.

I couldn’t believe my eyes and my ears. A mix of anger and disbelief rose up within me. Damian was okay with our pup dying to prove a point to Elara?

“But she still has a pup for you….she….” Elara cried harder.

“She's not going to last the next 2years….the healer said Amara wouldn't last two winters….” Damian reassured her.

He was also waiting for Amara to die? Just for Elara? The same Elara? The one who left him when his pack turned against him?

“Won't Selene find out?” Elara suddenly asked, a little fear visible in her eyes. But I knew she was pretending.

“She won't. Not in this life.” He kissed her forehead. I clenched my jaw as that word ignited a fire inside me.

“Mama…” A tiny weak voice called out to me. I cleaned my tears, turned off the laptop, removed the drive and put on a smile before turning to Amara.

When those eyes held my gaze my heart broke all over, how could I tell her that her father had killed her twin brother? That he had another woman?

I bent to lift her fragile body up and tickled her. She laughed softly, reaching for my face.

“Papa…didn't..….”

“We will go some other time.” I cut her from asking why Damian refused to come home on our mating anniversary.

“It's past bed time…” I led her back to her room, kissing her on the head.

When she was fast asleep I returned to our bedroom, standing in front of our family portrait with Lok and Amara smiling innocently.

A loud sob escaped from my mouth as the memories flooded back—the night the whole pack mourned. The night I saw Lok’s bloodied body after three days of search led by Damian.

We had found him in the river with no head, and scars on his skin. And Damian had sworn to kill everyone who had hands in it. He waged war against every neighbouring territory, telling me he would get me justice.

“Selene please forgive me….I don't deserve to be an Alpha talk more of being a father.” He cried for the first time in his life, handling me the ceremonial blade to behead him.

But everything was a lie he painted.

I held the portrait close to my chest like Lok would come out of it with his bright smile.

“I shouldn't have let you go with the other pups that day.. “ I burst into tears again, imagining the pain, fear and shock he must have felt.

“Mama will get justice for you.” I sniffed back my tears.

Damian really underestimated me, he used me and went as far as killing my pup!

“I will make them pay.” I vowed, reaching for my phone.

I exhaled before calling a number I knew by heart. He didn't pick until the third ring.

“Took you seven years to call your brother.” He scoffed.

I held the phone to my ear tightly, “ You were right Lucian. You were right about everything….about Damian.”

There was a long pause before he spoke again, “What did that bastard do to you?”

I might not have reached out to my pack in the last seven years but without my help, Damian pack would not be where it is today.

“Selene…talk to me…” Lucian was boiling with rage.

“In two weeks time, I want you to wage war against the Stormhowl pack….I want you to cripple Damian.” I gritted my teeth.

I was not going to go down without a fight.

(Selene's POV)

Sleep refused to come. My eyes were raw from crying, yet my heart thudded like a war drum in my chest.. I needed evidence, I needed something to destroy him.

“Mama…” Amara’s timid voice came as she opened the door. I wanted to scold her for being awake when my gaze landed on a picture she held.

It was Elara and Damian. Elara was in lingerie with Damian's face buried in her neck.

“Where… where did you see this?” I asked, my voice breaking and my trembling fingers reaching for the photo.

Amara tilted her head, her eyes wide and trusting. “Papa has papers in his room… with pictures. He hides them in the big shelf. I saw them when he forgot to close the door.”

Her words thundered in my ears.

“Stay here.” I whispered, closing the door.

My feet carried me to the one place he had always forbidden me to go—his study.

The door creaked as I pushed it open. The smell of ink, smoke, and his cologne made bile rise in my throat. Bookshelves lined the walls, neat and commanding like everything Damian touched. But my eyes caught something strange—one shelf jutted out, the wood gnawed at the corner. A rat’s careless teeth had chewed through it, exposing a sliver of iron.

My breath hitched when I saw different pictures of Elara, each having a writing to note the moment it was taken. I collected the romantic pictures of the both of them, tucking it inside my robe.

Then I tugged the shelf, and behind it was a steel safe that was already opened. Just a glance at it made my blood boil.

I saw documents of his agreements with the rogues against the council order. I saw the plots of lands meant for the council developments in Elara’s name.

Not only that but different contracts, records of missing wolves, and proof that Damian sold out warriors for power.

I kept gathering evidence until I stumbled upon his journal. I flipped through it to see that it wasn't the council that ordered for the removal of Lok’s grave — it was him, to please Elara.

“Bastard.”

I couldn’t confront him yet—not until I had everything in place. This was war, and I needed to be prepared.

I collected all the evidence I laid my hands on and headed back to my room when I heard hushed voices.

“I feel so sorry for Selene and her cursed pup.”

“Everyone in the pack literally knows that Alpha loves Elara….”

The hushed voices didn't stop. I leaned on the door to listen more.

“…you think Selene doesn’t know? Everyone else does,” one voice hissed.

“I saw them myself last moon. Elara was on the Alpha’s desk, her claws digging into his shoulders while he took her from behind. The whole study reeked of sex.”

A sharp gasp, then a whispery laugh. “And at the river… she rode him shamelessly, moaning so loud the guards had to turn away. He didn’t even care who heard.”

“He’s addicted to her. The scent of heat clings to him every time he returns. Poor Selene—her bed is cold while Elara warms him every night.”

I pressed my palm against the wall to steady myself, but the walls themselves felt like they were caving in.

He never stopped loving the woman that caused his downfall. He still loved her despite everything.

Elara left him for his ally pack when his position as Alpha was threatened. He had come back injured and crippled that night with all his soldiers dead.

I was the one with him, helping him build everything from scratch. From using all my influence to bring in allies to training by his side and managing the territory till he got back on his foot.

And three years later he bonded with me in front of the pack. Owning his success to me. Except that it was all lies. He was waiting to dump me for his first love.

He never loved me… just lies.

Then I thought of Luther—Damian’s older brother, his enemy—the night he came to kill him. I had kissed him by mistake, thinking he was Damian, and he immediately fell in love with me. He held my gaze, asking why I was ruining myself for his brother.

I grabbed my phone and sent him two messages.

[Your brother is a bastard… I shouldn’t have stopped you from killing him that night]

[Can you destroy him now? I’ll do anything you ask me to.]

He read them at once but didn't reply even though he was online..

Luther’s face stayed in my mind, those cold eyes burning through me, when strong arms suddenly locked around me from behind.

Damian’s scent filled my nose, making my stomach twist. His lips brushed my neck, slow and warm, but it felt like poison. I stiffened, fighting the urge to shove him away.

“Why are you so tense, Selene?” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “Have you been crying?”

I wriggled from his hold, taking steps away from him to catch my breath.

“You didn't come home….” I managed to break eye contact with him.

“It was an urgent council meeting…the number of rogues are becoming concerning.” He lied. I could see Elara’s claws on his neck, I could sniff her scent on his body.

“I know…” I gave a sad smile, walking away.

(Selene's POV)

He walked to the dining table, eyes on the untouched dishes I had spent hours preparing.

“Where’s Amara? You both haven’t eaten?” he asked, feigning concern.

I didn’t answer. My trembling hands lifted a plate, then let it slip. The crash of rice against the floor made him freeze.

“Selene, stop this,” he barked. “You’re Luna—you can’t waste food and throw an attitude. It’s just an anniversary I missed.”

I almost laughed. He thought I was blind. Elara’s scent still clung to him.

Jaw tight, he muttered, “I need to check the patrol…I can’t deal with you.”

“The patrol you remembered after smelling of her?” I whispered.

He stiffened. I smiled sweetly, covering—“After smelling the rogues.”

He hesitated, then forced, “I’ll make it up to you,” before leaving.

I wasn’t waiting for promises. Not anymore.

I hastily went to our bedroom, and pulled out the bags. I folded Amara’s little dresses, my own clothes, careful not to think, just moving everything I could touch.

The pendant he forced on me dangled from my neck—mocking me. I yanked it off, skin stinging where it had bruised me, and tossed it away.

I wasn't going to wait two weeks knowing that the man that killed my pup was going to have sex with me soon. Or worse, find out I knew the truth before I avenged Lok’s death.

“Too risky…” I muttered.

I dragged the luggage, on my way to wake Amara up when I heard a loud thud from her bedroom.

“Amara!” fear gripped me. I threw away the luggage and dashed to her room.

“Amara!” My voice cracked as I burst into her room.

She was on the floor, her small body trembling, lips pale, eyes rolled back. The disease had returned and my world collapsed at that moment.

“No, no, not again,” I sobbed, falling to my knees. I gathered her tiny frame into my arms, rocking her as if I could shield her from it. Her skin burned, her breath now shallow.

“Stay with me, baby, please!” I screamed, tears blinding me.

Without thinking, I ran, clutching her to my chest, my legs following the familiar path to the healer den.

“Help please.” I screamed, shivering.

“Lay her here, quickly!” the healer commanded.

“Her fever is burning through the herbs,” one apprentice whispered.

They kept trying their best with each passing hour.

The healer’s face tightened. “Selene… it’s worse this time. The only thing strong enough now….” She hesitated, meeting my eyes. “She will need her father’s blood.”

My throat closed. “No…”

“No time on our side….hurry.” She urged.

My wolf surged forward before I could think. The healer’s words echoed in my skull—her father’s blood or she dies. I ran through the forest, fear and anger pushing me faster.

In a few minutes, I was standing in front of the Alpha’s headquarters catching Damian's scent.

“Damian!” I ran up to him, clutching his arm.

“It’s Amara….she needs blood now, or we’ll lose her….the disease suddenly came and I….”

I trailed off when I caught a glimpse of Elara and the pup that looked just like his mini version.

“You can see I am busy….” He simply said, carrying Elara’s pup up.

He didn't even bother hiding it anymore.

“Our pup is dying…” My voice broke as I begged, the fear choking me.

“She’s dying! Amara is dying!!!!!” I was at the verge of insanity.

I wasn’t going to lose Amara too! I lunged at him and he immediately shoved me backwards.

“I said enough.” His hand ripped free from mine, but I grabbed him again, clinging like my life depended on it, because Amara's did.

“We can’t lose her! Damian, please!” My knees buckled as I held on. “You promised me you would do anything for Amara…”

“She's as good as dead! Amara can't survive next winter!”

His face twisted with irritation and almost immediately he grabbed my neck, choking me till I couldn’t breathe before pushing me to the ground.

My knees scraped against the dirt and the pain was unbearable but nothing hurt more than realising Amara also meant nothing to him.

I forced myself to get up again, my body covered with bruises.

“Damian….please..”

In my frantic pleading, my hand brushed against the boy’s arm and he stumbled a little.

Then the world suddenly paused.

Damian gripped me by my hair, slapping me twice and kicking me till I couldn’t breathe. I managed to wriggle out of his hold, barely alive.

“Damian…Damian!” Elara suddenly screamed.

I followed her voice to see the pup on the floor and I could see through the pretense, Elara was making him cough and wriggle.

“Save my baby!!!” Elara broke down in tears and that was it, nothing else mattered to Damian.

He scooped him up, barking orders to every wolf in sight to meet him at the healer’s den.

“Tell me nothing is going to happen to him….promise me you will do anything to save him.” Elara cried, running alongside him.

I wasn't thinking straight either, I started running behind them, hoping he would save Amara too.

(Selene's POV)

On getting to the healer’s den, Damian demanded they stop everything to attend to Elara’s pup.

“Alpha….this is just a minor cut….we need to save Amara, come with me, she's dying.” The healer advised but he didn’t bulge.

“Save this pup instead…” He gestured to Elara’s pup, ignoring all warnings that Amara was going to die without his blood.

I was held down by his warriors from causing a scene, I could only wriggle and cry bitterly, begging him to see that Amara was going to die.

“I won't repeat myself again.” He said with finality. The healer obeyed and started attending to Elara’s pup.

My world blurred as I couldn’t fight them any longer even though I could hear Amara’s painful cries. I lifted my head to see Elara’s fake tears as she held on to Damian.

“Alpha….please, we have to save Amara now. She just needs your blood.“ The healer pleaded again.

“You can’t leave him….he hasn't woken up” Elara held him tighter, trembling.

And just one second later, we stopped hearing Amara’s cries. I broke free from the warriors’ hold, and started running towards the den when one of the apprentices rushed out, eyes wide.

“Amara is not breathing again!” she shouted.

Just like that the world went black.

~

“She’s getting conscious.” The voice was too close. I tried opening my eyes but couldn't.

“Selene…stay with me…” The voice came again.

I opened my eyes to the smell of herbs and the soft glow of firelight. My body ached, my head heavy, but the only word on my lips was, “Amara…”

I pushed myself up, ignoring the pain, and staggered toward the door. The healer rushed forward, holding me back.

“You can’t move,” she whispered. “You’ve been unconscious for three days.”

But I didn’t care, all I wanted was to see Amara.

“Where is Amara? Take me to her!”

“You need to rest first! You will hurt yourself Selene….listen to me!’ She begged.

I ignored her warnings and headed for the room Amara was in and the sight made me collapse.

It was Amara’s dead body. Her body was full of scars, like she didn't want to die.

A scream tore from my throat as my heart shattered into pieces. This couldn't be happening. I had lost everything—Lok, and now Amara, all because of Damian.

“Alpha said he had to look after Elara and her pup, that's why he isn't here…. “

“I am so sorry Selene….I really tried saving her…I” Tears swelled in her eyes.

“No…” I screamed. Anger, pain, betrayal—everything crashed inside me.

Images of Damian’s hands on Lok’s throat burned in my mind. He killed Lok for Elara. And now… Amara too is dead and Elara’s pup gets to live?

“Damian, I won't forgive you.” I vowed, clutching Amara’s lifeless body to my chest.

My heart shattered, leaving only emptiness.

With that I left the healer’s den with Amara’s body in my hand, turning deaf ears to the condolences. I carried Amara’s lifeless body through the forest. The moon hid behind clouds, as if even it refused to witness this pain.

I wanted to scream, but no sound came.

At the edge of the sacred clearing, I laid her down gently. My fingers traced her face one last time. “I’m so sorry, Amara… they also took you from me,” I whispered, my voice breaking.

“I failed you and your brother.” I sniffed back the tears.

Then I lit the fire and the flames ate her up. For the last time I saw her memories; I saw her smile and innocence in the fire, I saw her pain and hope, I her tears and laughter. I saw everything I lost.

I watched until nothing remained but ashes. My hands trembled as I gathered them inside the urn.

“Damian, you are going to pay for causing me so much pain. You will pay for this betrayal.” I held the urn to my forehead.

A mother’s pain can collapse the world. I would hunt Damian and Elara. I would make him feel what he took from me. I would make them beg for death.

“Accept my condolences…” A voice came.

The voice was low, calm, yet heavy with power and familiarity. I didn’t turn back, but I could sense him approaching.

“Losing both pups at two years intervals must have taken a toll on you.”

I turned to face him, my tears now dried but my eyes blood shot. Luther, Damian's older brother, stood in front of me with his eyes never leaving me.

“Selene…” His voice became softer as he closed the gap between us. My heart skipped and memories flooded —the time I had mistaken him for Damian, that brief, stolen kiss, that heat between us, that confession he made.

“You read my messages after all…” I chuckled dryly.

“I am sorry…I just couldn't watch you go through this pain alone.” He said, reaching for my face.

I took two steps backwards not wanting to have anything to do with anything associated with Damian but on second thought, Damian and Luther were sworn enemies – his greatest rival.

“Help me destroy Damian and I will mate with you in exchange.” I stated, holding his gaze.

I wasn’t the kind Selene anymore, not after this. I would burn the whole world down just to destroy Damian and Elara. And no, Damian wouldn't recover from this, two lives for two lives!

(Selene's POV)

Luther stared at me like he was daring me to repeat my statement.

“Either you help me or not, Damian is going to pay for the pain he caused me.” I gritted my teeth, brushing past him.

“I am not denying the fact that I crave you but you won't use me as your instrument to destroy Damian.” He finally said after a long pause.

A cruel smile spread across my lips. “ I knew it. You are afraid of him.”

I said that to trigger him but it wasn't working. Luther was the most cruel Alpha with authority that wiped out entire generations of werewolves. He was the most powerful Alpha and rumoured to kill for pleasure, my brother had always wanted an alliance with him but couldn't secure it.

“You are not done grieving.” He simply said, walking out on me.

~

Even after Luther left, I remained at the sacred clearing. The ashes of Amara still clung to my hands, the scent of smoke and death heavy on my skin.

“Time to go.” I muttered, ready to tell my brother to wage the war immediately.

I walked through the forest like a ghost, my heart hollow, and my body numb. That was when I noticed Damian’s car, tucked away deep among the trees where no one should park. The engine was off, but the windows were blurry.

And I caught Elara’s scent.

“Crazy you couldn't get enough of each other and came out here to continue.” I shook my head in disgust when I heard silent moans.

I stepped closer, the window was done and I could see their bodies moving fast in the cramped car, the windows wet with fog. Damian held Elara tight, his breath rough against her skin.

“You like this?” he groaned.

She moaned, nails digging into his back. “I love everything about you. Not like her. She’s weak.”

Damian gave a harsh laugh. “Selene and that cursed daughter… they should both stay dead. I don’t care.”

“Poor Selene….she didn't know you will never stop loving me.” Elara giggled.

My wolf threatened to come out and rip them apart but I just stood there with a smirk. Even when I stood right in front of the car, they didn't notice.

“The healer confirmed yesterday, we are having twins this time…” Elara announced, kissing Damian who kissed her harder.

For a moment, I couldn’t move, my body was paralyzed by what I was seeing and hearing. In less than two years I lost my twins because of Damian, only to find out Elara was going to have twins too?

The urn slipped from my grip to the floor. I wanted to scream, to rip the door open but instead, I left quietly.

I got home and headed straight to Amara's room only to see it upside down. Clothes scattered everywhere with sweat of sex at every corner.

I saw Elara’s lingerie under the pillow like it was purposely left there for me to notice. Amara’s toys were broken and crushed, her crayons and books a mess everywhere.

“You bastard.” I clenched my fist. I reached for the home phone and called my brother.

He picked at the first ring. “ Stormhowl’s west wing is under attack now, the effect will be felt by dawn.”

“Double the attack immediately, attack his weakest point now.”

“ I will be leaving tomorrow. Station your men at every corner of the territory, and destroy it however you please.” I chuckled darkly before ending the call.

Then there was a knock on the door. I headed for the door to see one of the Omegas with a box.

“Someone sent this package.” She bowed before taking her leave.

I opened the package to see Luther's approval letter with his new phone number. I knew Luther wasn't the type to change his mind but I cared less, Damian and Elara are going to bleed heavily for the death of my pups.

I dialled Luther's number on the home phone and he picked at the first ring.

“Don’t you dare back out of this. There's no turning back Selene. Once we mate, there's no turning back.” He said, hanging up.

Tonight, Damian’s bond with me would snap like shattered glass—I would make sure of it. I would mate with his brother and take away his territory.

I stood tall, dagger in hand, voice steady even though my heart was filled with anger and grief.

“I, Selene, reject you, Damian, as my mate.” I started.

“For every lie, every betrayal, for the painful death of Amara and Lok—I reject you, Damian, as my mate.” I gritted.

I was about to reject him for the third time when the door burst open.

Damian stormed in, his eyes wide, “Selene!”

(Selene's POV)

“What are you doing?” He screamed, pulling me into his embrace.

I almost puked at the scent of Elara’s sweat on his body. I wriggled out of his embrace, restraining myself from slapping him.

“Tell me what I saw was hallucinations…Selene…” He reached for my face again.

Hallucinations? No, you haven't begun hallucinating yet Damian, but soon you will.

“Selene….Selene we can go give Amara blood now, Elara’s pup is now better.” His voice carried a hint of guilt and I almost laughed, blood?

After 3 days of her death? Death that you are not even aware of?

“Selene….Don't reject our bond because of that misunderstanding…” he started, gaslighting me again.

“No…” My lips parted.

Then we started hearing frantic voices and restless howls.

“Alpha!!!”

“Alpha!!!”

Before Damian could ask me again if I was rejecting our bond, his Beta and bestfriend, Sam, rushed in, panting.

“Damian….the west wing has been attacked.” Sam panted, the horror in his eyes was impossible to miss and this was just the beginning, the Stormhowl pack would bleed.

Screams erupted from the distance, low at first, then rising like a storm, the grounds were trembling and we could hear the cries with our heightened sense.

“Is it from the rogues?” Damian ran his hands through his hair, frustration in his tone.

“No…it has Bloodmoon pack signature but we are not too sure…” Sam answered, sending mindlinks to other werewolves.

“It’s bad, Damian …they’ve torn through the outer guard. The attack has doubled and we have lost ten wolves already, five are severely Injured.” Sam paced back and forth, visibly shaking.

For a heartbeat Damian simply stared, frozen, as another rumble rolled from the distance. Then his Alpha edge snapped back. “Double the patrols! Seal every door!” he barked, running out with Sam.

As he ran out, I began piling up the evidence that would destroy him, sending it to my brother with a very clear instruction.

[Send this evidence of backsliding to each pack he lied to at dawn.]

After that I went to the locked up room containing Lok’s memories, and took his urn too and a few of his toys and pictures before locking it back up and placing the key where Damian was going to find it.

I reached for the bloodied picture frame and the drive that showed Damian killing Lok, arranging it on the bed with a bitter smile. There was nothing to hold on to anymore.

I sat down on the bed, holding the picture frame of Amara and Lok with a bitter smile. In the next life, I will still choose to be their mother. With that I stood, letting them bear witness as I rejected Damian for the third time.

“I, Selene, reject you, Damian, as my mate and swear to make you pay for every pain you caused me.”

I felt our bond shatter to pieces and could hear Damian’s frantic call in my head but I couldn't care less.

Then for the first time in a long while, I texted Elara. This time not to ask if she had anything to do with Damian or if she still wanted him.

[Say as many goodbyes as you can say to your pup and pregnancy as fast as you can….but most importantly you should go and support your Alpha at the westwing as you are now his new Luna]

Almost immediately, she bombarded me with calls and many messages but I switched off my phone and slept.

~

Dawn came too quickly and every member of the pack had heard of the attack. It was still very dark outside when I packed everything that belonged to me and the pups, ready to leave everything behind.

I sent Lucian a text message, while waiting for Luther to appear.

[Wait for my call before sending out the evidences….I still have many here]

“Selene….”

I turned around to see Luther with his army, his eyes softening with each step he took towards me.

His men bowed for me, not daring to look me in the eyes.

“I didn't know you would bring your army….” I managed to say, following his lead.

“I told you there is no going back….” He leaned in, too close, only for him to open the door to his car for me to get in.

When we crossed Stormhowl’s territory, I immediately called my brother.

“Send the evidence now and double the attack…..”

“Now that's my girl…” Lucian said at the other end, a hint of excitement visible in his tone.

Let the world see how a mother avenges the painful death of her pups.