Chapter 2

"Bro..." Gideon's calves were trembling as he shrank back.

That fierce, vicious energy he'd had on top of Sera had completely disappeared.

Killian ignored him and turned to look at me. "How much did you record?"

I pulled out my phone and waved it. "From start to finish. Didn't miss a single moment of the best parts."

Sera jerked her head up, eyes swollen, wanting to say something.

Killian glanced at her. "Shut up and get dressed."

The half-sob caught in her throat choked back down. She frantically started putting on her clothes.

I leaned against the pine tree, watching this scene with an inexplicable sense of relief.

My husband and my best friend rolling around together—I should be the one suffering most,

but here I was watching like it was a show, even wanting to munch on sunflower seeds.

Once the two had barely gotten themselves together, Killian walked up to Gideon and punched him in the face.

Gideon flew backward, the back of his head hitting the birch trunk.

Killian grabbed him by the collar and hauled him up, driving his knee upward.

Gideon clutched his lower abdomen and curled up like a shrimp, his lips white as paper.

Faked impotence for three years—this time it might become real.

I hadn't expected Killian to only look refined. When he beat someone up, he was ruthlessly fierce.

Once Gideon was flat on the ground, Killian straightened up and looked at Sera. "How long has this been going on?"

No one dared answer.

"I asked you how long this has been going on!" He suddenly roared.

Sera cried and trembled. "Three years."

Three years.

My marriage to Gideon had been exactly three years, give or take.

From the day he married me, he never planned to treat me properly. All those excuses were lies.

"So you two started before the wedding?" I spoke, my voice so soft it surprised even me.

Gideon lay on the ground without making a sound.

"Lift your head up!" Killian roared again.

Gideon slowly propped up his upper body. Half his face was swollen, his eyes only daring to stare at the ground. "Bro—"

"Don't call me bro! I don't have a beast for a brother.

You had your wife grab medicine for you for three years, then turned around and rode my wife. You really live up to my expectations."

Sera stumbled to Killian's feet, her knees hitting the gravel ground with a crunching sound:

"Honey, I'm sorry, I really know I was wrong."

I leaned against the pine tree and added:

"Do you know you were wrong, or are you afraid he'll take back your Luna position?"

She whipped her head around to look at me.

I continued in a casual tone:

"You two weren't like this under the tree just now. She was riding on top of you, biting your ear telling you to hurry up.

I've got it all on video. Want me to play it to set the mood?"

Gideon glared at me viciously, his lips trembling for ages without managing a single word.

"So Gideon isn't impotent—he's only impotent with me.

Your wife touches him and all his problems disappear. She's practically a miracle healer."

Killian was silent for a few seconds, the muscle beneath his cheekbone twitching twice.

"Put on your shoes. Back to the main house. The Council of Elders convenes tonight."

Sera jerked her head up. "You're going to—"

"Divorce." Killian turned and walked toward me.

Sera grabbed Killian's boot and was kicked away, her whole body falling into the ferns.

I waited for him to approach, and we walked side by side toward the cabin.

"This place reeks too much. I'll come back for my deer tomorrow."