I Bled for His Pack, He Bedded His Adopted Sister

I thought I was the happiest woman in the world... until I clicked on that video.

The moment the screen lit up, my entire world collapsed.

The woman on the bed was Rachel—the girl who grew up with us, the adopted sister I'd cherished for over a decade.

And the hand caressing her skin wore the wedding ring I had personally placed on my childhood sweetheart Sebastian's finger.

"I miss you so much..."

"You drive me crazy, baby..."

Those sweet words I knew so well completely destroyed me.

Everyone said Sebastian and I were the perfect couple, but who knew this marriage was built on lies?

Since he's such a good actor, I thought it was time to give him a performance of my own.

I'm going to show everyone the true face behind this perfect husband...

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The screen showing the sacred ceremony suddenly jumped ahead to a scene I never imagined.

A year ago, Sebastian and I had a grand and sacred marking ceremony. The entire pack witnessed our happy moment, and they filmed the whole thing as a keepsake.

Now, that video was projected on the screen, but the image was split in two.

One half showed our bedroom—mine and Sebastian's.

Two bodies were tangled together intensely.

That broad back, the distinctive scar on his shoulder, and the wedding ring I designed on his hand—everything revealed his identity.

The man was Sebastian, my childhood sweetheart I'd loved for twenty years, my husband, the Alpha of our pack.

And the other woman, with that brown hair and that body writhing beneath Sebastian, was clearly Rachel, my adopted sister, the girl I'd doted on since childhood, loved like my own sister.

In that moment, my heart felt like it was being squeezed, then violently torn apart.

I sat frozen in my chair, all the blood in my body turning ice cold.

On the other half of the screen, Sebastian was gazing at me lovingly, gently sliding the bone ring onto my finger, making his vows before the Moon Goddess, before me, before all the pack members witnessing.

He said: "Evelyn, my Luna, my life will be forever entwined with yours, until the Moon Goddess no longer shines upon the earth."

He said: "I swear, my loyalty will never waver, my love will never fade."

In that footage, I was smiling so happily, my eyes sparkling with endless hope for the future.

On screen, Sebastian was still using that magnetic voice to say he loved me, while on the other half, he was with my adopted sister in my marriage bed, doing the filthiest things.

At that moment, I felt utterly disgusted, my stomach churning violently.

Both images seemed determined to magnify all my pain infinitely, continuing to play relentlessly.

Sebastian was panting, holding Rachel tightly in his arms.

And Rachel was using her slender fingers to scratch red marks across Sebastian's back.

Sebastian gently kissed her hair, whispering something. Though there was no sound, my brain automatically filled in his sweet nothings.

My expression went from initial disbelief, slowly becoming twisted, then extreme pain and hurt, finally settling into deadly stillness.

I numbly scrolled through the timeline, the unbearable images repeatedly assaulting my vision, assaulting my nerves.

The living room sofa, the dining room table, even my workout gym—they'd turned them all into places for their affair.

Sebastian, my husband, the Alpha of Silvermoon Pack, was actually this kind of person.

And Rachel, the sister I considered family, was so shameless.

I watched these scenes, my eyes burning red, but the tears seemed evaporated—not a single drop would fall.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm the rage nearly exploding inside me.

The footage jumped to the end, where Sebastian and Rachel had just finished another wild session.

He took a red rose from the nightstand and gently tucked it behind Rachel's ear.

Rachel coyly wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling against the chest I had leaned on countless times.

After watching all this expressionlessly, my hand trembling, I clicked the save button.