I lifted my head. “How long have you two been together?”
Giselle smirked, her voice brimming with triumph. “Three years. You know, as Alpha Griffith and I are fated mates, it was only a matter of time before he was drawn to me.”
She leaned in, whispering near my ear. “I bet you didn’t know this—our first time was in your bed.”
I bit down hard on my lip, forcing myself to suppress the wolf’s instinct raging within me. If I didn’t, I might have lunged at her right then and torn her apart.
Sensing my restraint, she only grew bolder. “Back then, he felt guilty. That’s why he handed over all his gold and jewels for you to keep. And you—” she let out a soft laugh, “you actually thought it was proof of his love. How ridiculous.
“Two years ago, when you suffered a miscarriage and nearly bled to death, you sent your maids to search for him everywhere. They couldn’t find him, remember?” Her eyes gleamed as she tilted her head. “Guess where he was? In my bed. So if you know what’s good for you, you should step aside and return the title of Luna of Avalora Pack to its rightful owner—me.”
Her words struck like a blade. Memories flooded back—memories of that day, when the pain of losing my child had been so unbearable I had nearly lost my life. My maids had searched for Griffith everywhere, desperate to bring him back to my side. But he had been nowhere to be found.
Now I knew why.
My vision dimmed.
