Both My Alpha and Beta Betrayed Me

"I, Alpha Daniel Caldwell, reject you, Amber Osborne, as my mate."

On the day of my wedding—my fate mate—Alpha Daniel stood before the entire Blue Moon Pack, severing our mate bond.

And then, as if that humiliation wasn’t enough, he dropped the next bombshell.

“I’ve already registered my marriage with Camelia Hodges.”

The crowd erupted. Mocking laughter, whispers, and gasps surrounded me, squeezing the air from my lungs. My vision blurred, but just as I thought I might crumble under the weight of their ridicule, someone stepped forward.

“Amber,” Beta Theodore West’s deep voice cut through the chaos like a lifeline. He knelt before me, pulling a diamond ring from his pocket. “Marry me. Let me be the one to protect you.”

My heart stuttered. Theodore wasn’t my mate. But as I looked into his eyes, brimming with sincerity.

I swallowed hard, my voice barely above a whisper. “Yes.”

When I was seven months pregnant, I was ambushed by a rogue wolf pack.

Panic gripped me as I fought them off, but there were too many. Just as I thought it was over, Theodore arrived with his warriors, scooping me into his arms.

When I woke in the hospital, the pain was unbearable. Not from the wounds, but from what Theodore told me next.

“Amber...” His voice cracked, his face pale. “The baby didn’t make it. And... and the injuries...” He swallowed hard. “You won’t be able to have pups again.”

My world shattered. I screamed, cried, and fell apart in his arms. Theodore held me, tears streaming down his face as he whispered over and over, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I failed you.”

Six years later, however, I unexpectedly received an audio recording of a conversation between him and a colleague. “Theodore, you helped Luna Camelia forge a fake pregnancy certificate and even staged a rogue attack to force Amber Osborne into premature labor so you could give her pup to Luna Camelia. Do you have any regrets about it?”

My breath caught.

“Camelia’s been infertile since birth,” Theodore replied, his tone detached. “Do you expect me to watch her be ridiculed by her in-laws for the rest of her life? My only regret is that the baby was a girl. If it had been a boy, her Luna position would’ve been even more secure.”

My heart thundered in my chest. No. This couldn’t be real.

I thought his deep love for me was nothing more than a carefully crafted scheme.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Theodore was taking a shower.

“You’re too much, Theodore,” the other voice said. “What if that rogue attack had killed Amber and the baby?”

“No, that would never happen. Camelia and I hired these rogue wolves, Their fur dusted with labor-inducing drugs, they were meant to frighten her into early labor, not harm her..“

Tears blurred my vision as the recording continued.

Labor-inducing drugs?! My wolf growled with such fury that I had to grip the table to stay standing.

“Because of that accident, Amber lost her uterus and can never have pups again, she longs to have a pup and loves you so much.” the voice accused.“Why can’t you adopt a pup from the orphanage for Luna Camelia?”

Theodore’s voice turned cold. “No. It wouldn’t be my pup. I wouldn’t feel secure about that. I want to feel close to Camelia.”

"Have you thought about what you'll do if Amber finds out about this?" his friend asked.

Theodore paused for a moment, then let out a heavy sigh. "I'll make sure she never finds out. But if that day ever comes, I’ll dedicate my life to making it right." The recording abruptly cut off.

I pressed my hand to my mouth, attempting to suppress the sobs that shook my body.

Tears streamed down uncontrollably, and a chilling numbness spread from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

I never expected that while I was eagerly anticipating the arrival of our pup, the man I loved would be plotting with another woman to take her away from me.pup His love was just a carefully orchestrated part of his plan, meant to ensure someone else’s happiness.

The real reason he proposed to me was a scheme to keep me away from Alpha Daniel, to preserve Luna Camilla’s happiness.

I remember the day Theodore brought my pup's lifeless body to my side.

He cried, apologizing for not being able to save the pup in time, and I believed his sorrow reflected my own.

But now, I realize that while I was drowning in grief over losing our pup, he ignored my pain, handing my pup to his beloved Luna Camilla, so she could take the Luna position in the Blue Moon Pack.

So, how much is the guilt and pain of these years truly worth now?

“Amber?” Theodore’s voice sounded behind me.

When he saw my tear-streaked face, his breath hitched, and he rushed over.

In his haste, his knee slammed straight into the corner of the bed with a thud.

But he didn’t care about his knee. He ran to me, wrapped me tightly in his arms, and anxiously asked, “Amber, what’s wrong? Did I do something to upset you?”

I gently pulled away from his embrace, trying to remain calm as I said, “No, I just watched a romance movie. I thought it was going to have a happy ending, but the male lead betrayed the female lead.”

Theodore’s posture stiffened for a split second. Then, his entire body seemed to deflate as he let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank the Moon Goddess," he muttered. "You scared the hell out of me."

He yanked me back into his arms, and I could feel the heat of his skin seeping into mine, making me shiver with something I couldn't quite place—anger? Disgust? Or maybe just the realization that I’d been a fool for far too long.

"Don’t watch those sad movies anymore, okay?" He laughed, brushing my hair behind my ear like some doting lover. "We’re nothing like them. I’ll make sure you’re happy for the rest of your life."

It was the same thing he’d said a hundred times before. The promises. The assurances. His words, once so sweet, now tasted like poison on my tongue.

“Your knee is bleeding,” I said, my voice flat as I pulled back from him, doing my best to mask the storm brewing in my chest. "Let me get some ointment, and I’ll make you some milk."

Theodore had always found it difficult to sleep.—too many late nights at the Packhouse. I had read somewhere that warm milk could help with sleep, so no matter how late he worked, I’d get up to make him a cup. It was a habit of mine.