Luna’s Goodbye to Her Deceitful Alpha Chapter 07

Luna’s Goodbye to Her Deceitful Alpha Chapter 07

I laughed coldly. “Pup? Sebastian, how dare you 

even mention pup?” 

“A heartless bastard like you doesn’t deserve to be 

the father of my pup.” 

I pulled out my new phone and opened an audio 

file. His arrogant voice echoed through the 

restaurant. 

That voice. So familiar. 

“These dancers are boring. Hurry up and get me a new batch of ‘understanding‘ she–wolves. When I’m done having fun, I’ll give Nicole a big bonding 

ceremony next month.” 

The recording cut across Sebastian’s face like the sharp claws of a giant wolf. 

Then I swiped to a screenshot. The one the 

servant had sent me. Photos of them fooling 

around in the office. 

Sebastian’s face went from red to white. Completely drained. 

I said with a light, mocking smile. “I knew you were faking it the whole time. I just couldn’t be bothered 

to call you out on your pathetic acting. Sebastian, 

playing along with you? It was exhausting.” 

Just as he staggered, stunned by the blow, 

another commotion broke out at the door. 

Brenda arrived. Logan and his crew of “good brothers” flanked her. 

The second she walked in, she put on a show. She clutched her stomach dramatically. The tears came instantly. 

“Sebastian!” She lunged toward him crying, but he instinctively dodged her. 

“How could you leave me like this? I’m carrying your pup!” 

When Sebastian ignored her, she turned to me. Her sobs were pitiful. Deliberately so. 

“Nicole, please. Talk to him. Make him take responsibility for me and his pup.” 

I watched this farce unfold. The one he had directed himself. The one that was now completely out of control. My smile grew wider. 

I turned to Sebastian, my eyes impossibly sincere. 

“Sure.” 

“Alpha, since Brenda is carrying your pup, you 

should step up.” 

“After all, this is the one true love that 

‘eighteen–year–old‘ you declared. Remember?” 

My “understanding” little speech made 

Sebastian’s blood run cold. 

He shoved Brenda away with disgust. “Get lost. The only pup I want is the one Nicole gives me.” 

He spun back to me, his eyes begging. Pleading. 

“Nicole, what about our pup? Logan said you were pregnant. That was our only hope.” 

I looked at him quietly. Then my gaze slowly 

drifted to Logan, whose face had gone pale. 

What rose in my chest wasn’t hatred. Just a deep, aching sadness for the ten years we had wasted. 

“Sebastian, did you forget?” 

“That pup? The day you viciously shoved me onto that hospital bed and slammed me into the nightstand? That’s when I lost it.” 

I paused. Watched the color drain from his face. 

“At that exact moment, you were probably holding 

Brenda and telling me to stop pretending.” 

He staggered backward. “No… that’s not 

possible… Logan…” 

He turned to his most trusted partner, begging for 

help. But Logan looked away. Guilty. 

The grief and regret festered inside him. Twisted 

into something ugly. Something violent. 

He whipped around to face Brenda. “This is all your fault. You bitch.” 

He lunged at her like a madman and viciously 

slammed his fist into her stomach. 

“I don’t care. The only one who gets to carry my 

pup is Nicole.” 

Brenda let out a blood–curdling scream. Then she 

crumpled to the floor. 

Her light–colored dress quickly seeped with a 

bright, ugly red stain. 

His wolves finally panicked. They rushed over and 

pulled him off her. 

“Alpha, have you lost your mind? Brenda is 

carrying your pup.” 

They shoved him to the ground. But Sebastian just 

laughed. Maniacally. 

“My pup? Weren’t you all the ones saying it was 

just for fun? What happened? You’re putting your 

hands on me now. For a toy?” 

I watched the dogs tear each other apart. 

It was time for the final blow. 

I calmly opened a folder on my phone and 

AirDropped every single photo to everyone in that 

restaurant. 

“Of course, because-” 

I paused. Let myself enjoy the panic on their 

faces. 

“Every single one of them has been with Brenda. 

And they wanted you to be the fool who took the 

fall.” 

Phones started pinging. One after another. In the 

dead silence of the restaurant. 

On every screen? There they were. Brenda. 

Intimate photos with every single one of his “good 

brothers.”