Broken and betrayed 29

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Chapter 29

Dominic’s POV

“Have you found her yet?”

My mother questioned as she came into my study, making the flinch in surprise. She sat across from me and her hands folded neatly in her lap, she had been hard on me ever since I lost my Luna – Samantha, though I knew there was still concern lurking behind her eyes, after all, I was her son. Mother was never one to press unnecessarily, but when she did, it was because she cared.

“Yes, but she doesn’t have to do anything with me anymore” I muttered, leaning back in the chair and scrubbing a hand down my face.

Mother tilted her head, her piercing gaze pinning me in place, somehow, she reminded me of Dad, stern, yet Mom still had softness in her. “And why would that be, Dominic? Have you ever thought about why she would not want to see you?”

I stiffened, clenching my jaw. I did not need her to spell it out. The truth hung me like a noose, choking me as if punishing me for the crimes I had done. “I made mistakes, I admitted gruffly. “I know that.”

“Mistakes,” she repeated softly, her tone was devoid of judgment but heavy with disappointment, as his son and as the Alpha of the pack she and my father had built. “Samantha did not just leave because of mistakes, Dominic. She left because she was broken. And do you know who broke her?”

Her words were like daggers piercing my chest, each one striking deeper than the last, and each stab waking me up with the harsh truth of the past. I swallowed hard, my hands clenching into fists. “I never meant to hurt her,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“But you did.” her voice cracked slightly, betraying the emotions she tried to keep in check. “You hurt her by neglecting her, by not seeing her worth. That girl did everything for you, Dominic. For this pack. She loved you, truly and deeply, and you-” She stopped, exhaling shakily “You pushed her away.”

I stood abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor. “I know, okay? I know I failed her!” My voice rose as frustration and guilt spilled over. “But I can’t change the past.”

“No,” she said, rising to her feet. “But you can fight for the future. If you truly love her, Dominic, you will stop feeling sorry for yourself and start making amends.”

I wanted to argue, to defend myself, but the truth was, I had no defense. She was right. Samantha had given me everything, and I had given her nothing but pain in return.

“She used to take care of you when you were too stubborn to take care of yourself,” she continued. “Do you remember the time you were injured during that rogue attack? You refused help from anyone, but Samantha stayed up all night tending to your wounds. She was so gentle, Dominic, so patient. And when you finally passed out from exhaustion, she was still there, watching over you like you were the only thing that mattered.”

I closed my eyes, the memory rushing back with startling clarity. I remember waking up to find Samantha asleep in a chair beside my bed, her head resting on her arms. I had brushed it off at the time, too proud to acknowledge the care she had shown me.

“She was Luna in every way that mattered, even if you did not acknowledge it because she was wolfless and you were too crazy looking for your mate that you were not even sure if it existed,” she remarked. “She ran the pack when you were too busy with… other things. She made sure everyone was fed, cared for, protected. And you-” Her voice broke, and she turned away, composing herself.

I didn’t need her to finish. I knew exactly what she was about to say. ‘And you repaid her by chasing after Olivia.‘

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Chapter 29

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The guilt was stifling like a vice tightening around my chest. How many times had I dismissed Samantha’s efforts? How many nights had she gone to bed alone while was off with Olivia?

“I thought…” My voice faltered, the words catching in my throat. “I thought she was just after the title of a Luna. That she did not truly want me.”

She turned back to me, “She didn’t want you, Dominic? Or did she just want you to see her, to choose her, to love her the way she deserved?”

Her words hit me like a freight train, and I sank back into the chair, burying my face in my hands. “She doesn’t want me now,” I muttered. “I went to Moonstone Pack, tried to talk to her, and she… she pushed me away.”

“What did you expect?” she spat, her words were like a slap to my face. “That she would welcome you back with open arms after everything? Trust is earned, Dominic, and you have a long way to go.”

I looked up at her as I asked, “How do I fix it?”

“You start by showing her that you have changed,” she uttered simply. “That you are willing to fight for her, not because she’s your Luna, but because she deserves it. And you don’t give up, Dominic. Not if you truly love her.”

I nodded slowly, knowing that she was right. Samantha deserved better than what I had given her, and it was time I became the man she needed me to be.

As I left the study, memories clawed their way to the forefront of my mind. Samantha’s face haunted me, the fury and disdain in her eyes when I had cornered her in the Moonstone Pack, demanding answers. She had looked at me like I was a stranger, someone unworthy of her time or energy, and yet, behind the anger, there was pain, a pain I knew I had caused. Her voice had wavered when she denied the twins were mine, and though she had shouted her denials, something about the way she had said it gnawed at me. She was hiding something, and the truth was there, just beyond my grasp.

But her anger was not unfounded, was it? The truth hit me like a punch to my gut, carving out any excuses I could muster. Samantha had given everything- everything— for me, for the pack. I remembered her constantly moving through the halls of our home, handling disputes, tending to the injured, and ensuring the pack had what it needed. She had cared for me in ways I had been too blind or too arrogant to see at the time. When I was injured, she had been there, her gentle touch as she bandaged wounds that I had not even realized I had. When I was absent, lost in my own ambitions, it was she who held the pack together.

She had been Luna in every sense of the word, even when I had failed to be the man she deserved. I had ignored her sacrifices, dismissed her worth, and then shattered the life we had. My stomach twisted at the memory of the nights I spent with Olivia, oblivious to the woman who had quietly endured and carried the weight of everything I should have been. Samantha had been nothing short of extraordinary, and I had treated her like she was less than

ordinary.

And now, she hated me. That much was clear from the way she had faced me in the Moonstone Pack. Her loathing was like a cold, impenetrable wall that acted as a barrier keeping me from the truth. But beneath the layers of anger and defiance, there was a glimpse of something else. Hurt. Betrayal. Maybe even a lingering shard of the love she once had for me. I had to believe it was still there, because if it wasn’t, what was the point of fighting for her?

I walked down the corridor, thinking that Samantha was right to hate me. But I was not the same man I had been anymore. I couldn’t be. Not if I wanted any chance of undoing the damage I had done.

When I returned to the Moonstone Pack, I would not leave until I had the truth. This was not just about the twins anymore; it was about her. About us. And this time, I wouldn’t demand answers like some entitled fool. I would fight for her for us.