His Silent Omega: The Hidden Luna's Ruthless Defiance

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hummed along to a stupidly happy pop song on t

our ann

lain brown paper-a landscape of the woods behind the Pack House, painted from the spot where

o one came out to greet me. Not Robert the butler. Not anyone. A small knot tightened i

ed the

blossoms. Cheap and cloying. My scent

o reach, a secret I had kept even from Elliott-let out a low w

ving room fire was roaring. A woman's navy blazer was thrown careles

upstairs. Fro

ng in my chest. His arousal. Her pleasure. It poured through me like p

llapse. I set t

ilent on bare feet. The sounds grew louder with each step

s ajar. Just a crac

The bed where he was supposed to love only me. Her face was visible over his shoulder-flushed, triump

mor. The bond's reaction to infidelity-a phy

ed my eyes shut. Not here. Not now. A hysterical Ome

haking too badly. The video through the

study. The secret passa

ard creaked under my foot. Insid

ething?" Katy's v

nst the wall. My heart

ott's low laugh. "Just

I didn't breathe a

as behind the third shelf. The panel swung open without a sound-I had oil

ect. Unobstructed

ototype micro-camera disguised as an aromatherapy diffuser. A contact f

ics, its lens disguised as a knot in the wood. I

ssed

inuous recording, backed out of the s

as still leaning against the wall where I'd left it. I picked it u

d it in

th a hollow thud. The sound

love. Now it

g the city lights into streaks of red and gold. I pulled over and let them fall. Five minute

Checked my mirrors. Pu

till showed the live feed. They w

ttled into my chest-not grief anymore. Something colder. S

ne last time and smiled.

niversary

d the ac

s life. He had underestimated his Omega wife. And I was