Luna's Revenge: Banish My Disloyal Alpha

During my post-abortion checkup, I could still remember Roan—my mate and the Alpha of the Golden Moon pack, excused himself once more, leaving me alone in the sterile room of the pack's infirmary.

Then again, this had become a routine, his sudden disappearances, and I had grown accustomed to them. Initially, his absences pierced through me like a shard of ice, each instance a sting of abandonment. Over time, however, the pain dulled, fading into a numbed indifference.

I swallowed the medication that the pack healers gave me after the checkup and made my way to the pack house, where the…