Chapter 2

I replied calmly.

"Of course. Our mate ceremony is in seven days."

Chris's voice suddenly screeched.

"Which bastard? Some low-life werewolf from the slums?!"

Rachel chimed in, trying to play the peacemaker with a fake sweet voice.

"Chris, Susan probably had to sell herself because she was desperate for money. The 'mate' thing is just an excuse to save face."

"Don't rub salt in her wounds."

"Susan, you shouldn't keep things from sketchy men. It'll only upset Chris."

With that, Rachel snatched the Luna ring from my finger and tried to throw it into the fireplace.

I grabbed Rachel's wrist. In the struggle, the ring slipped and fell to the floor.

Chris quickly picked it up. His eyes widened when he saw the birth years engraved inside the band.

1975.

"You slept with a forty-year-old Alpha just for money?!"

"Who is he? I'll put him in a grave right now!"

Chris's eyes turned icy as he stepped closer to me, cornering me.

"Even if you don't tell me, I'll find out. Anyone who dares touch my woman—I'll dig up his ancestors' graves!"

I looked at him and burst into laughter.

I wondered what Alpha George would think if he heard his adopted son's disrespectful words.

I straightened my clothes and looked Chris dead in the eye.

"He is your Alpha father."

Chris punched the wall beside me, his teeth gritting.

"You're lying! My dad has seen all kinds of beautiful women. Why would he ever look at a plain, backgroundless girl like you?!"

Rachel seized the opportunity to fan the flames.

"Susan, Chris kept the position of his official mate open for you. How could you degrade yourself like this?"

Chris’s eyes turned red, his voice a mix of fury and twisted betrayal.

"You couldn't even wait three years? You chose to degrade yourself and become some old man's toy! Did you think I would always be there to clean up your mess?"

"My reputation is completely ruined because of you!"

He took a deep, ragged breath, acting as if he was making a massive sacrifice.

"Since you have no shame, stay away from the Pack house. Move into a villa in the northern suburbs. I'll visit you once a week."

"Once you're my woman, I'll reward you with a new villa for every child you bear me."

I was so angry that I laughed out loud.

So, I went from his "future mate" to a hidden side chick, and now, a breeding tool?

Rachel leaned in close to my ear, her voice dripping with venomous triumph.

"Just have his baby. You get the houses, and we get the child. Once we have an heir, we can easily kick out the tramp who's been seducing the Alpha, before she threatens Chris's inheritance."

My expression turned incredibly strange.

The "tramp seducing the Alpha" she was talking about... wasn't that me?

After all this drama, Chris wanted me to breed a child just to use it against me and my own son?

Just then, Chris spotted Beta Tom. He pointed at me and ordered arrogantly.

"Demote her to a low-ranking Pack member. We don't want her sneaking into the territory with a stolen ID and embarrassing me!"

But Beta Tom didn't even look at him. He walked straight past Chris, stood in front of me, and bowed respectfully.

"Luna. Alpha George ordered that you have full authority over all Pack affairs."

I nodded calmly. "Thank you, Tom."

Chris stood frozen, looking like he had just seen a ghost.

"Susan? Why is Tom listening to you?"

While Chris was in shock, I snatched my Luna ring back and said casually,

"I am Alpha George's Luna. Of course he listens to me."

"Luna?"

Chris burst into laughter.

"You bought a cheap knockoff and think you can play the part? I’ve seen my dad’s ring since I was a kid. It looks nothing like that!"

Rachel giggled behind her hand.

"Susan, even if you want to climb the social ladder, at least make your lies believable."

Tom’s face darkened, and he was about to speak, but Chris shoved him aside and roughly dragged me into the meeting hall.

"I want to see what other lies you can spin!"

With that, Chris pulled out his phone, connected it to the projector, and the next second, a video started playing. The speakers filled the room with gasps, and the screen showed a heavily edited close-up of Chris and me in bed.