He Stole My Luna Crown, I Exposed His Murder Of The True Alpha

On the night of the Blood Moon Pairing, I was eight months pregnant when I was dragged into the Silver Dome council chamber and forced onto the bond-breaking dais. My Alpha husband, Alpha Dorian, threw an Inheritance Transfer Order in my face in front of everyone, his voice cold as ice. "Sign it. The pup belongs to Blackthorn Pack. Starting tonight, Serena is my Luna." Every elder was there. The Gammas, the Betas, the witches, the corporate lawyers—not one of them was missing. And I, his rightful Luna, had even had my delivery privileges at the Pack hospital transferred to the Chosen mate who had just finished her prenatal exam. I clutched my stomach, trembling from the pain, while my wolf soul screamed inside my head. "Dorian, this is your child." But he bent down, grabbed my chin, and smiled cruelly. "A pup carried by a low-ranking Omega thinks it deserves to take the Blackthorn inheritance? You'd better be smart. Don't make me have the witches cut it out early." The next second, the council screen lit up. My private accounts, my Pack shares, even the guardianship code assigned to my pup after birth—he had already sold them all off. So tonight was never about severing the bond.…

Oleh Stormborne Princess