30 Days to Freedom: Abandoned Luna is Secret Shadow King (eBook)

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2025 | 1. Auflage
1941 Seiten
Publishdrive (Verlag)
978-0-00-105695-4 (ISBN)

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Thunder masked their moans, but I heard everything.

'Does it feel better to f**k me or Olivia?' Clara writhed beneath my mate on our bed.

'You're just my b***h for release,' Theodore's growl shattered my soul. 'Olivia's different.'

Different. I am Olivia, that foolish woman who always believed that I and he-Alpha Theodore-had the perfect mate bond. For this I sacrificed my health, my wolf, and my secret identity-all to become his loyal Luna, raising our son Leo.

My legs trembled outside our bedroom door. Six years of devotion crumbled in seconds.

The more fatal blow came from my pup Leo, 'Mom, I'll buy Clara more jewelry in the future. If you forgive Clara today, I'll buy some for you too afterward.'

My heart flatlined. Even my son chose her.

I was done playing the devoted Luna to their lies. My shaking fingers found the forbidden number I'd hidden for years.

One call. One word. That's all it would take.

I wonder what expressions they'll have when I leave?

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Chapter 1 The Night That Changed Everything

Chapter 1: The Night That Changed Everything

(Olivia's POV)

I watched the s*x tape of my mate, Alpha Theodore, and our son's nanny, Clara, all night.

The phone screen glowed in the darkness of my bedroom, casting harsh shadows across my face. My fingers trembled as I replayed the video for the hundredth time. Each moan, each thrust, each whispered word carved deeper into my soul like silver claws.

Last night, thunder had jolted me awake. The storm outside matched the chaos brewing in my chest as I reached across the bed, only to find Theodore's side cold and empty. His scent lingered on the silk sheets, but he was nowhere to be found.

I searched his study first. Empty.

Then I heard it—soft sounds drifting from the first floor. My bare feet padded silently down the marble staircase, following the noise like a moth drawn to flame.

Clara's door stood slightly ajar. Golden light spilled through the c***k, and with it came the unmistakable sounds of flesh against flesh.

My heart stopped.

Through the gap, I saw him. My partner of ten years. The one destined for me, who has loved me deeply since our teenage years, the father of my pup Leo—Theodore—was pressing Clara against the windowsill, roughly entering her from behind. Rain was beating fiercely against the glass, her nurse uniform bunched up around her waist. Is this some kind of unusual kink?

"Oh, Alpha," Clara gasped, her voice dripping with satisfaction as Theodore pinned her against the windowsill. "You're so much bigger than—"

"Shut up," Theodore growled, gripping her hips tightly as he f****d her roughly and violently. "You little slut, dressing like this—you just want me to f**k you senseless, don't you?"

The lewd sounds of their coupling filled the air, each wet slap a dagger to my heart.

"Tell me," Clara purred, arching her back against him, "does it feel better with me or with your precious Luna?"

My breath caught in my throat. How dare she—

Theodore's hand moved to cup her breast, squeezing roughly. "You're nothing but a toy, Clara. A sexy little doll for me to use when I need release. Don't ever compare yourself to Olivia."

"Then why do you drug her every night?" she taunted, grinding back against him. "Why put sleeping pills in her precious tea if you don't prefer me in your bed?"

My blood turned to ice.

"Because she's too weak to satisfy me," Theodore growled, his thrusts becoming more violent. "Ever since she gave birth to Leo, she's been fragile. Pathetic. I need you, you slut, to let me f**k you."

No. No, no, no.

The tuberose tea. The one that helped me sleep so peacefully every night. The one Theodore personally brewed for me with such tender care, telling me it would help my health recover from Leo's difficult birth.

It was all a lie.

He'd been drugging me. For how long? Years? All so he could sneak down here and rut with our son's caregiver like an animal in heat.

My hands shook as I pulled out my phone, fingers barely steady enough to start recording. I captured everything—their move from the windowsill to the sofa, then finally to Clara's bed. Every thrust, every moan, every whispered endearment that should have been mine.

"That's it," Theodore groaned, his face contorting with pleasure as Clara wrapped her legs around his waist. "Take it all, you little whore."

"Yes, Alpha," she cried out, her nails raking down his back. "Breed me like you bred your Luna."

The words hit me like physical blows. I stumbled backward, nearly dropping my phone as bile rose in my throat. When I finally made it back to our bedroom—my bedroom—I collapsed onto the bed and watched the video again.

And again.

And again.

Theodore never came back that night.

As dawn broke through the windows, painting everything in shades of gold and pink that once would have seemed beautiful, I made my decision. The Olivia who had endured in silence, who had made excuses for her mate's distance, who had blamed herself for not being enough—that Olivia died with the sunrise.

I was done.

Theodore might be on the verge of becoming the Alpha King of the Northern Territory. He might believe I was trapped, weakened by the loss of my wolf during Leo's birth, dependent on his protection and provision.

But Theodore didn't know who I really was.

Those years he thought I'd spent studying abroad in Europe? I'd been training with Matthew Kane's rogue organization, becoming his most trusted second-in-command. The legendary "Cipher" wasn't just a ghost story whispered among pack wolves.

She was me.

And now, six years later, Matthew Kane ruled as the Alpha King of the European Territory.

My fingers trembled as I scrolled through my contacts to a number I'd memorized but never dared call. The phone rang once. Twice.

"Livvy? Is that you? You finally called me."Matthew's voice was exactly as I remembered—warm, strong, safe.

"It's me," I whispered, my voice cracking despite my efforts to stay strong. "Matthew, I... I need help. Can you get me out of here?"

Silence spread between us. I was uneasy. Six years had passed; did he still need me? Without the wolf, it seemed I was no longer of any use to him.

"Of course," he said finally, and I could hear the smile in his voice even as concern colored his tone. "I've been waiting six years for this call, Livvy. Give me one month to prepare. You know the kind of control Theodore has over the Northern Territory now—we need to be careful."

Relief flooded through me so powerfully I nearly sobbed. "I want to bring my son, Leo, with me. Is that possible?"

"Two plane tickets," Matthew replied without hesitation. "Livvy, in one month, I'll come personally to bring you home."

Home. The word felt foreign and wonderful on my tongue.

I ended the call and walked to my desk, pulling out a calendar with hands that finally felt steady. I circled a date thirty days from now in red ink, the color bold and defiant against the pristine white paper.

Thirty days until freedom.

The countdown began now.

 

Chapter 2 The Truth Everyone Knew

Chapter 2: The Truth Everyone Knew

(Olivia's POV)

I walked towards the closet, ready to change out of my pajamas. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting everything in a deceptively peaceful glow.

But as I reached for a fresh dress, something caught my eye on the closet floor. A pair of torn, red lace panties lay crumpled in the corner, reeking of jasmine—Clara's signature scent—and stained with semen that unmistakably smelled of Theodore.

My stomach churned. How long had this stuff been here? How many times had he brought her into our bedroom, into our sacred space? Or had Clara thrown it in here to provoke me?

Since I had already decided to abandon this disgusting man, things like this will no longer stir my heart. I put on a pair of gloves with a cold sneer, ready to throw these disgusting things back in that b***h's face.

I picked up the soiled underwear and headed downstairs, my steps so light that even the Omega servants didn't notice my approach. They were gathered in the kitchen, chatting idly as they prepared breakfast.

"That slut was at it again last night," one of them whispered, scrubbing dishes with unnecessary force. "Whenever the Alpha's home, her moans echo through the entire villa."

The cook nodded knowingly. "I found her bodily fluids on the kitchen counter this morning. Had to scrub it clean before anyone else saw."

"She's a natural-born w***e," another servant added with disgust. "Capable of luring the Alpha to her room every single night. Poor Luna has no idea what's happening under her own roof."

My blood ran cold. They all knew. Every single person in this house knew about Theodore's affair except me.

When they spotted me standing in the living room, holding the underwear, they froze like deer caught in headlights. The kitchen fell silent except for the sound of running water.

An Omega servant finally plucked up the courage to speak, her voice trembling. "Luna Olivia, isn't today Parent-Child Day at the creche? We were wondering why you hadn't left yet."

Parent-Child Day. I had completely forgotten in my haze of betrayal and rage.

"I'm leaving now," I said quietly, dropping the panties on the counter. "Make sure these find their way back to their owner."

I rushed upstairs, threw on the first dress I could find, and hastily drove to the Crimson Pup Creche. My hands shook on the steering wheel as I replayed the servants' words. How long had I been the laughingstock of my own pack house?

My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles were white, but I forced myself to focus. Leo needed me there. Whatever was happening between Theodore and me, my son came first.

At the creche entrance, a young teacher I didn't recognize stopped me with a bright smile.

"Excuse me, are you here for Parent-Child Day?" she asked cheerfully.

"Yes, I'm here for Leo Redgrave. I'm his mother."

The teacher's smile faltered, confusion clouding her features. "But hasn't the Luna already arrived?"

My blood turned to ice. "I am Luna Olivia. Leo's mother."

The teacher pointed toward the playground, her voice uncertain. "Then who is that?"

I followed her gaze and felt my world tilt on its axis.

Clara. Clara was there, playing with my son, laughing as he chased her around the playground equipment. She was...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 18.9.2025
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• ISBN-10: 0-00-105695-6 / 0001056956
• ISBN-13: 978-0-00-105695-4 / 9780001056954