Chapter 2
Willow's POV
Three hours ago.
I was sitting in my room at the pack house when Mira, my omega, came in with her phone in her hand.
Her face was pale and she did not even knock, which meant something was wrong.
"Miss Willow," she called out. "You need to see this."
She handed me the phone and I looked at the screen and I felt my stomach drop.
It was a message from one of the pack nurses, one who owed me a favor.
'Dr. Angel ran tests on Luna Sera this evening. She is pregnant and approximately three weeks along. The pregnancy is fragile but viable... I thought you should know.
My heart instantly dropped.
Sera was pregnant.
She was carrying Tristan's baby.
"If she gives birth to that child," Mira said, and her voice was low, "she will never be pushed aside. The pack will rally around her and the Elders will support her. She will have Tristan's heir and you will be nothing."
Fuck!
I knew that.
I stood up, walked to my closet and pulled out a small wooden box from the top shelf.
Inside was a vial of wolfsbane concentrate, something I had acquired months ago.
A few drops in a drink would cause a miscarriage... silent and quick and no one would ever know.
"Get the car ready," I said. "We are going to pay Luna Sera a visit."
Sera's POV
"What the hell are you doing in my home?" I snarled.
Willow was sitting in my favorite armchair with her legs crossed and her hands folded in her lap.
She had a cup of tea on the table beside her like she had been waiting for me.
Behind her stood an omega I did not recognize. Her arms were crossed and her chin lifted in a way that made my wolf bristle.
Willow smirked.
"Luna Sera," she said. "I hope you do not mind that I let myself in. Tristan gave me the key."
I stood there in the doorway and did not move, my wolf flaring with anger.
"You are in my home," I spat. "Without my permission and my invitation. That is not how things work around here, Willow."
Willow's smirk did not waver. "I wanted to pay my respects since you are my elder Luna, after all. It seemed proper."
My elder Luna.
She said it like I was something old and worn out... like I was a piece of furniture being moved to the attic.
"You are not my equal," I spat. "You are not even officially Luna yet. The Elders' Council has not confirmed your title. So I will ask you again... what are you doing in my home?"
Willow set down her tea. She stood up slowly and walked toward me.
She stopped just a few feet away.
"I just wanted to see the look on your face," she said. "The great Luna Sera, the one and only Luna who could not keep her mate satisfied."
My hands tightened at my sides as I resisted the urge to claw her eyes.
She wanted to get to me, and she was too damn good at it.
"Watch your mouth," I hissed.
"Or what?" Willow tilted her head. "You will hit me? Go ahead. I would love to see Tristan's face when he finds out his precious first Luna attacked his sweet second mate."
"I do not need to hit you to put you in your place," I said. "You are standing in my home and you are disrespecting me in front of my pack. Don't forget, I am still Luna. The Elders' Council has not confirmed your title. You are nothing... you are just the woman my husband used to pass the time."
Something flickered in Willow's eyes and I could almost tell it was anger.
But then she smiled again.
"You think you are so special," she said. "But you are not. You are just the woman he settled for. The one he kept around because he felt sorry for you."
That was it.
If she spoke again, I would have to claw her eyes out.
"Get out," I spat.
Willow did not move.
"I do not think you understand the situation," she said. "I am Tristan's mate now. I am going to be Luna, and you are going to be nothing. How do you think he will react when he finds out you are throwing me out?"
"I am going to tell him that you broke into my home and threatened me. And I will tell him that you came here without permission and disrespected your Luna. Which do you think he will believe? The woman he has been married to for ten years? Or the woman he just met?"
Suddenly, I heard the omega behind her scoffing.
"Ten years and she is still clinging to him like a desperate old woman," the omega spat. "Pathetic."
I turned to look at her.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me," the omega said. "You are old news and Willow is the future. You should just step aside and..."
"Renee," I called out.
My personal omega stepped forward from the hallway. "Yes, Luna?"
"That omega just disrespected me in my own home," I said. "You know pack law. Discipline her."
Renee did not hesitate.
She walked toward the omega and she grabbed her by the arm and she twisted it behind her back.
The omega cried out and tried to struggle but Renee was stronger and she forced her down to her knees.
"Let go of me!" the omega screamed. "Willow, help!"
Willow just stood there with her mouth open. She was not expecting this... she had come here thinking I would be weak and easy to push around.
"You cannot do this," Willow said. "That is my personal omega. You have no right..."
"I have every right," I said. "I am Luna. In my home, the laws have to be followed."
I looked at Renee.
"Take her outside and teach her proper respect," I said. "And if she speaks out of turn again, I will have her whipped."
Renee nodded and she dragged the omega out the front door. The omega was still screaming and crying. I could hear Renee yelling at her, and then came the sound of a slap.
Willow's face had gone pale.
"You will regret this," she whispered.
"I already regret not slapping you for coming into my home," I said. "Now get out."
Willow opened her mouth to say something else but then suddenly, the front door opened again.
Tristan walked in.
His eyes swept the room and he saw Willow standing there with her face pale and her eyes wet... I realized she had started crying.
What a hypocrite.
"Tristan," she whispered, and she ran to him.
She threw her arms around him and she pressed her face against his chest and she sobbed.
"She attacked us!" Willow cried. "Your Luna attacked us and she hurt Mira. She was going to hurt me."
