Chasing His Betrayed Luna by KiKi Jones

7. For The Baby

AURELIA

I lay in bed... in agony.

My eyes were swollen and my body burning from the intense and unbearable pain that I had to endure all through the night. It was a new day - the day Larisa would be crowned Luna of the Dark Moon pack.

The day I would be dethroned and publicly insulted. Perhaps I should be out there fighting for my title and my mate but I was still suffering from all she and Alpha Raiden spent the night doing. I felt it all this time.

Maybe it was because Larisa already told me about their steamy moments, I couldn't tell but I felt the effect of every thrust, touch, and kiss that my mate pleased Larisa with over the night.

For some reason, the bond carried Alpha Raiden's betrayal to me.

I lay in bed lifelessly.

"Please take my soul now, Moon Goddess. Let me die now. I can't take this anymore." I thought to myself, hoping that the moon goddess would hear my internal cry as I couldn't part my lips to speak. I just wanted to die.

If I died, everyone would get their happy ending.

Everyone except me, unfortunately.

I closed my eyes, praying for my soul to be snatched. There was nothing else for me to live for. For the past three years, I had been living for my betrayal of a mate. I had lived for the same pack that had come to stab

an inch because that would not only cause me pain but also lift my hope. Plus, the door could only be opened from outside with a key that I knew Alpha

and wait for the moment

familiar name

hitched because there was only one person who called me that and hearing that person so close broke my already shattered heart. Not

you in there?" Dakota's old shaky voice

in response, unable to form a single word. I wanted to tell her to leave because she shouldn't see me like

in this big pack that genuinely cared about me. While others pretended to care, Dakota really loved me. Dakota was the oldest doctor in

Dakota's

killed me even faster than the pain my mate inflicted on me by sleeping with another woman without breaking off our useless mate bond. Then, I heard clicking sounds that made me know that Dakota was picking the locks of the door like

you food as no one else seems to care if you live or die." Dakota voiced adamantly. She succeeded in picking the locks to my dismay. Although my back was to the door, I could

to see me like this, Dakota." I cried my eyes out despite the sharp ring in my

leaving you to

I don't need you here." I cried louder,

before me, her warmth embracing my soul even though she made my burning

Dakota..." I whispered

and they met with

Death isn't what your mother wanted for you in her dying moment. She asked me to make sure you

saw and spoke to my mom before she gave up the ghost. According to Dakota, my mom was fighting to live when they met in the woods but she died a