99 Times He Left Me Mid-Moon for a Fake Omega – The 100th? I Marked His Rival Alpha Chapter 14
When Finnian realized the mate bond felt severed, he still convinced himself I was just being dramatic-maybe using a blocking charm to shut him ont because I was pissed.
I’d definitely come home to the den tonight.
There was this one time we’d had a massive fight and I’d run off to stay at Thorne’s territory. When I came back the next day. Finnian was burring up with a fever so bad his wolf couldn’t even surface-almost went feral from the silver still in his system.
After that, no matter how bad our fights got, I never stayed away overnight.
But this time, Finnian waited until way past midnight with no sign of me. No scent trail, no bond pulse, nothing.
He curled up in our den, feeling this weird hollow ache in his chest, and eventually passed out.
When he woke up, there was hair tickling his neck and warm breath against his ear.
Finnian smiled, thinking I’d come crawling back after all.
“Lupa, I knew you couldn’t stay away!”
The woman went stiff and lifted her head, glaring at him.
“Look at me. Who do you think I am?”
The second he saw Morrigan’s face, Finnian shoved her off him. His whole body went cold, and he looked around irritably.
“What the hell? Where’s Lupa?”
Morrigan’s lips pressed into a thin, bitter line as she stared him down.
“Why do you need HER when you’ve got me? I’m your actual registered mate-I can do everything she does!”
She grabbed his shirt and forced her mouth on his, trying to yank his clothes off with her free hand.
Finnian was caught completely off guard. Morrigan had always been so sweet and submissive around him, even when they’d been together before-always letting him lead.
“Get off me!”
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He physically ripped her away and threw her aside, his wolf snarling in rejection.
“I love you so much, but all you think about is Lupa! What am I doing wrong? I’m the Shadowhowl heir now, I’m your legal mate-what the hell is she compared to me?”
“Since when are you any kind of Shadowhowl?”
A commanding female voice cut through the room as seven or eight wolves in formal pack attire burst through the door. They dumped what looked like a beaten, half-dead wolf on the floor.
The guy was so messed up he could barely shift back to human form, just making pathetic whimpering sounds at Morrigan.
Morrigan squinted at the swollen, bloody face and went white as a sheet.
“DAD!”
Finnian spotted the imposing woman leading the group and quickly straightened his clothes, trying to look like a respectable Alpha
“Luna Shadowhowl,” he said carefully.
But Elara didn’t even glance his way.
“Richard’s bastard pup thinks she can steal my daughter’s bloodline claim? You’ve got some serious balls.”
She gestured to one of her enforcers, who immediately drove a fist into Morrigan’s stomach. The woman doubled over and puked.
A few more hits had Morrigan sobbing and begging on the floor, hier wolf too weak to even try defending her.
“You want mercy? Fine. Beat this piece of trash the same way you beat Lupa, and I might consider it.”
Elara’s words made Richard start screaming from the floor:
“You psychotic bitch! You’re telling a daughter to beat her own father! The Moon Goddess will punish you for this-”
He shut up real fast when he saw Morrigan’s twisted expression as she raised her fist, claws sliding out.
Watching this whole nightmare unfold made Finnian’s blood run cold.
“And you?”
Elara’s razor-sharp gaze turned to Finnian, her aura pressing down on him hard enough to make his wolf whimper and flatten.
“I watched you grow up. Thought you’d be good for Lupa. Never imagined you’d fall for trash like this.”
Her words made his face burn with shame, his wolf cowering under her dominance.
“Working with Richard to fake bloodline tests, making Lupa take a silver blade meant for this whore, letting her bleed out and DIE!”
A sharp slap cracked across Finnian’s face, hard enough to split his lip.
“No way! Lupa CAN’T be dead!”
Finnian’s voice cracked as he screamed, his wolf howling in denial inside his head.
The healer’s words echoed in his mind, but he still couldn’t accept it. Couldn’t process it.
Looking at Elara’s hatred-filled eyes-eyes that used to look at him with warmth-Finnian dropped to his knees beside her.
“Luna Shadowhowl, you’re lying, right? I know I messed up-please just let me see her!”
Elara let out a cold, bitter laugh.
“You’ll never see her again. Not in this lifetime.”
