Ch. Death My Alph 2 Death My Alph 2

Chapter 2 

After the call, I followed William’s trail. 

His scent was unmistakable, leading me through the dense forest. 

It didn’t take long before I heard low, sultry voices nearby. 

“Alpha… you’re incredible. I’ve missed you so much these past few days.” 

My sharp vision caught sight of them immediately. 

William had Lucy pinned to the ground, their bodies tangled as if they couldn’t bear to be 

apart. 

Clothes lay scattered around them, and their passion knew no restraint. 

This forest often had warriors patrolling, yet they showed no fear of being caught. 

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They knew the soldiers were covering for them, deceiving me–Luna–without hesitation. 

But none of them expected me to be here. 

I stood frozen, hidden among the trees, watching their betrayal unfold. 

My wolf, Lena, pleaded for me to turn away, to spare myself the pain. 

But I couldn’t. I needed to see it. Every agonizing detail. 

The bond between us, the connection that once brought comfort, now felt like it was being ripped apart. 

Yet I stood firm, refusing to let go of the truth. 

This was the man who had sworn his love and loyalty to me. 

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Lucy had only joined the military six months ago. 

Trained as an agent from a young age, she has excellent camouflage skills, which has led to 

her being sent to infiltrate the team of vampires invading the territory. 

But her identity was exposed, and she returned–broken and drugged. 

“Alpha, save me…” 

I remembered that day vividly. Her flushed cheeks and tearful eyes had made her look so helpless as she leaned into William’s arms, rubbing against him like a desperate kitten. 

William didn’t hesitate. He scooped her up and carried her straight to his quarters. 

For three days and nights, the sounds of their passion filled the air while the photo of us–the one on his nightstand..lay shattered on the floor. 

When he finally emerged, he looked satisfied, while Lucy hid shyly behind him. 

Yet his arm possessively held her close, as if marking her as his. 

From then on, Lucy became his constant companion. 

During the day, they fought side by side. At night, they became lovers. 

Their passion often stretched into the early hours, with Lucy’s cries echoing through the 

barracks. 

Even then, I had forced myself to ignore it. 

One morning. Lucy clung to William in the bathroom. 

“Stay with me today,” she pleaded, her voice soft and sweet. “We’ve been through so much. Can’t you rest here with me, just this once?” 

William pushed her away without hesitation. 

No. I’m going home to my Luna today. She has a sharp nose, and I don’t want her smelling 

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another woman on me.” 

Lucy’s face fell. Tears welled up in her eyes as she protested, “What does she have that I don’t? Haven’t I been by your side through every battle? Or do I not please you as well as 

she does?” 

William grabbed her chin, his touch rough but his tone cutting. 

“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” he said coldly. “You’re nothing compared to my Luna. You’re just a way to satisfy my needs during this war. When it’s over, I might keep you around, but 

that’s all.” 

Lucy’s tears fell freely, but William didn’t spare her another glance. 

Instead, he disappeared into the bathroom, scrubbing away her scent. 

By the time he returned to our cabin, I was reviewing a medical report. 

He tried to wrap his arms around me, but I stepped away. 

“Caitlin?” he asked, startled. He sniffed himself and added quickly, “Oh, I must have brushed against someone wearing perfume earlier. Don’t worry about it.” 

It was a pathetic lie. 

As his mate, I knew his scent better than anyone. No matter how much cologne he used, I 

could still smell her on him. 

But he didn’t notice my silence. 

Instead, he pulled me close again, his hands wandering. 

“My beautiful Luna, it’s been too long. When are we going to have a pup?” 

1 froze. His words hit me like a slap. 

I shoved him away and bolted to the bathroom, my stomach churning as I dry heaved into 

the sink. 

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A baby. 

The report I’d been holding earlier had confirmed it–I was four weeks pregnant. 

The child we had waited three years for had finally come. 

But now, all I could feel was heartbreak. 

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, bitter laughter bubbling up in my throat. 

This was supposed to be a moment of joy. Instead, it felt like a cruel joke.