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She turned around and light suddenly flooded around her. Seated on the sofa, seemingly waiting for her is Dominus’s bride, the pack’s luna.

“Hi, noona,” she smiled sarcastically as her eyes traveled through her disarranged hair and her muddied arms and legs. Raising a corner of her lips upon traveling down further into her legs where some traces of his dried-up semen earlier seeped.

“It seems you have enjoyed yourself at my wedding reception. Was the main course to your liking? Was the dish up to your taste?” the lady mocked her.

“What do you want, Cindy?” she asked calmly, refusing to even feel more pathetic than she already does.

“What I want doesn’t matter, does it? It is not like you will stop what you have been doing behind my back even if that is what I wanted. I think you are shameless enough to cling to my husband, never mind that he has responsibilities now. May I remind, marital responsibilities,” she kept silent as Cindy berated her.

She was right, her action was not justifiable. Even when it was Dominus who has been seeking her out nonstop and chasing after her.

Even when it was he who initiated the continuation of it all, the truth is they are both equally guilty. For she can not say no to him, no matter what the consequences might be.

She loves Dominus so much that there was no way she can refuse him. No matter the present situation or the people that will be affected by their affair. It was right to say she was shameless when it comes to him.

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“Look at me! You whore! Look at your Luna,” Cindy raised her voice when she looked away.

She was even more shocked when Cindy gripped her chin and squeezed her cheek, she was sure it will bruise tomorrow. Still, she didn’t dare to fight back.

She knew she deserved it, she had just lain with her husband. And the truth is, she will do it again in the blink of an eye. So she remained silent because no one can possibly hate her more than she hated herself at that instant.

“I want you to listen very carefully, noona. From this day on, Dominus is mine. I will allow him to play with you as he sees fit. But that is what you will always be. His concubine. His dirty little whore. None of his will belong to you completely. One day when he has grown tired of his broken little toy he will dispose of you, like the worthless whore you are,” Cinderella’s nails bit down on her cheek, making her wince.

She felt blood trickle down her neck but she didn’t bother to push the lady away. It was her who is at fault. Everything that has happened can be blamed only on her.

“Do you love him?” she dared to ask, only because it was important for her.

“Whether or not I have affections for my husband, do you think you have a right to ask that?” Cindy let her go and stepped away.

“I know I don’t have a right to demand it. But tell me, Luna,” she begged him. “I want to know if you love him too.”

The lady laughed at her and sat back on the sofa, her sharp eyes darted towards her as she remained standing, dirtied from the ground, his semen, and the blood dripping down her cheek.

“Do you know my hair has always been a natural blonde, it wasn’t of miserable color? I hated auburn most of all, because it is yours. I have heard of you, the human girl the alpha fancied enough to almost marry. I had to dye my hair because he seems calmer when he sees the color I hated with all my heart,” Cinderella calmly told her.

“My eye colors, they are fake too. The color of my eyes is likewise gold, the same shade as his. But I have used contacts to make him happier. I have just met him a few days before now, but yes... I intend to make this marriage work. Not because I love him, but because I made a promise to the moon goddess herself to give myself wholeheartedly to him,” Cinderella’s eyes were sincere as they focused on her.

“As for love, I have never known a man carnally before, nor have I desired one. But Dominus... he makes my heart beat faster, my blood boils when our eyes meet. Love is something that cannot be forced but Dominus and I, I think we have all the chance to fall in love, if you will just kindly distance yourself from the both of us,” Cinderella stood up and wiped her bloodied cheek with her handkerchief.

“I am sorry I hurt you, noona. I trust you understand the sentiments of a wife behind it. I don’t like sharing him with you, but I know better than to challenge him to leave you. The way things are now shows he likes you far more than he likes me. But I have always believed everything can be reversed, even something as complicated as love can give way,” she smiled at her and handed her handkerchief.

“Give it back to me after you have it laundried,” she smiled meaningfully.

“I don’t give away things unnecessarily. In my mind, things dirtied still have value, especially since they are mine, they have to be returned at the right time,” she added.

“And if I refuse to give it back,” she dared to answer her, faking courage even when all she wanted was to melt away.

“If you so much as refuse to give back something that doesn’t belong to you, do you think there will be no consequence? There is no one to protect you, not even the moon goddess will look kindly on someone who dared to sin against a covenant,” she smiled peacefully at her.

“Will you do nothing then and leave everything to the will of the goddess?” she bravely met Cinderella’s smiling facade.

“If you don’t return what belongs to me, I will simply just have to snatch it back. Regardless if it will be torn and destroyed in the process. I would rather have it broken that stolen so easily in front of me,” Cinderella hissed, unperturbed.

“What do you expect from me then? You said what you wish for does not matter. Then why are we having this conversation?” she asked the luna, her head kept up high even when she felt herself sinking into the abyss with every word exchanged between them.

Playing the part of the villain has never been her expertise. Saying all these bluffs and trying to get on Dominus’s wife’s nerves is not something she can possibly get used to.

“You can play in the dark. Let him use your body as he sees fit. I really don’t care a lot. But don’t sire a child and know your limits. There are certain things that must be reserved for the wife,” Cinderella’s eyes glinted as her voice became laced with threats.

“Don’t rock the boat more than necessary causing it to stumble unless you know how to swim. But even expert swimmers can drown in an instant when the currents become too strong. Do you know why the pack chose him for me? It is because my family and my pack are equally powerful. We have influence and assets all over the world. These things can be used to aid or harm your beloved alpha. Do you wish for me to break my toy in front of you?” she smiled and leaned closer, whispering in her ears.

“At least continue the ploy of being her older sister. You know how it is... the pack turns its head away and ignores the obvious where you two are involved,” Cinderella pointed out.

“The only thing left for you to do is to

act your part, or should I say... act your age in front of the others,” the insult hit her hard, it has always been one of her insecurities where Dominus is involved.

But she bit back her tongue, she is her luna. More than that, she is the one Dominus wed. She has every right to say the words she said just now and even more.

“Why are you letting me stay by his side despite knowing the truth about us? You said you wanted your marriage to work, so why are you allowing me beside him?” she asked, her mind couldn’t understand how they are having this conversation.

“Because I will not win against you... not yet at least,” Cinderella smiled at her exuding her youthful glow.

She is so beautiful when she smiles that way. She was much younger than Dominus and far younger than she is. Surely a lady like that ought to know her worth. And yet here they are agreeing to share a man.

“Rest assured, I will work towards changing that very soon. For why should the alpha spend his time milking an old cow when fresh milk is abundant in front of him?” she mocked her.

She pressed a kiss on Mary’s cheek before whispering, “So be careful dear sister, not everything stays as they are. The old has always been destined to be replaced by the new.”

She felt her knees tremble under her as Cinderella walked away, slamming the door behind her. She held onto the edge of the chair beside her, lowering herself into it as she rubs her legs thoroughly as if doing so will stop the tremors.

She felt a trickle down her cheek, the wound that was opened by the luna a little while earlier started to bleed again. She wiped it over and over, making the blood pour even more.

Looking down into her trembling hands, she screamed at seeing the blood. She wanted, needed anything that will provide her comfort. But there is none.

She hugged her trembling knees and stayed in a fetal position, collapsing from exhaustion as her fears rocked her to sleep.