To Hell With the Mate Bond
Ladys · Ongoing · 6.4k Words
Introduction
直到我的狼发出惨叫。
命定伴侣的心灵感应让我感受到，
我的丈夫正抱着我的女仆，在疯狂索取。
而那碗我喝了三年，以为盛满爱意的补药，只为让我无法怀孕。
“艾瑞克，我想要……”
“都给你，宝贝，快怀上我们的幼崽。”
那些我熟悉的甜言蜜语，此刻彻底摧毁了我。
所有人都说我们是完美的一对。
但谁能想到，这段婚姻从头到尾都建立在谎言之上？
既然他这么会演戏，我想，是时候送他一场我的表演了。
我要让所有人都看清，这个完美丈夫的真面目。
Chapter 1
Everyone said I was the luckiest woman in the Northlands Pack, blessed with Alpha Eric's most devoted love.
Until my wolf let out a scream of agony.
Through our mate bond, I felt it—
My husband was pinning my maid against a tree, taking her with wild abandon.
And that tonic I'd been drinking for three years, believing it was filled with his love, was only meant to keep me barren.
"Eric, I want..."
"Anything for you, baby. Get pregnant with our pup."
Those sweet nothings I knew so well now shattered me completely.
Everyone said we were the perfect couple.
But who would've guessed this marriage was built on lies from the very beginning?
Since he's such a talented actor, I think it's time I gave him a performance of my own.
I'll make sure everyone sees this perfect husband's true face.
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My wolf released a pained howl.
Then a nauseating wave of forced pleasure crashed over me.
My wolf couldn't stop roaring in my head: "Let me out! I'll rip Eric's throat out! He betrayed you, Carol!"
Immediately, through our mate bond, I not only heard sounds—I was forced to share Eric's sensations.
Tomorrow was supposed to be our three-year anniversary, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.
Eric, who should've been patrolling the territory, was currently pressing my personal maid Anna against a tree trunk in the back hills.
He was kissing her frantically.
"Eric, don't..." Anna moaned, pushing weakly against him.
"What if Carol finds out..."
"Don't mention her right now."
Eric was beyond impatient. "She's nothing but a block of wood who only knows how to work. She doesn't understand desire at all."
"Anna, only you drive me crazy."
"But she's your Luna."
Eric let out a cold snort. "Luna? The Northlands Pack doesn't need a Luna who can't bear pups."
"Three years of marriage and her belly's still flat as a board. She doesn't deserve that position."
Anna giggled coquettishly, hooking her arms around his neck, moaning continuously: "When I become the Northlands Pack's Luna, I'll give you the strongest pups."
The next second, Anna's expression turned cold as she pushed Eric away.
"But not now, Eric."
She straightened her disheveled clothes while lowering her head pitifully.
"I don't want our child born in the shadows."
"As long as Carol occupies that position, my child will never have legitimacy. He'll be looked down upon."
The fury of rejection and the thrill of the affair flooded through our mental link, spreading through my entire body.
My wolf roared in my mind: "Carol, let me kill him!"
I clenched my fists, trying to maintain reason, though my voice trembled. "He's the mate chosen by the Moon Goddess."
"So what? He betrayed you! He betrayed the Moon Goddess too!"
Just then, another calm voice spoke up.
"Luna, the asset transfer agreement is ready. It only requires your signature to take effect immediately."
It was Leo, my trusted beta.
He was reaching out through our mental link.
"That won't be necessary, Leo," I responded in my mind.
"Halt all ongoing asset transfers. Also, investigate every interaction between my maid Anna and Eric. I want evidence of every single affair."
Before Leo could respond, the door was violently shoved open.
Eric strode in.
The desire in his eyes, the frustration he couldn't satisfy with Anna, now poured entirely into the way he looked at me.
"Eric! You just—" I was about to confront him.
Without a word of tenderness, he rushed over and pulled me into his arms.
His forearm bulged with veins, his grip frighteningly strong.
I started to struggle, but his Alpha aura instantly enveloped me completely.
It was the mate bond, forcing me into early heat.
My thighs were already slick. I tried to press them together.
My body was screaming. Burning.
Damn instinct!
"Let go..." I pressed my hands against his chest, my nails scraping his skin.
"Let go? Have you forgotten your duty?" His hand traced my neck before he bit down.
"Since you can't bear pups, we'll just have to do it more often."
His large, rough palm forced my legs apart, shoving between my thighs.
"Don't look at me like that, Carol."
"Look at you—saying 'let go' while you're this wet down here... As Luna, besides this body in heat, what use are you?"
He gripped my ankles, effortlessly dragging me toward him and hooking my legs over his shoulders.
"Eric... you bastard..." I bit through my lip, but under his precise torment, I descended into madness.
He knew exactly where I was sensitive, yet he tortured me with it.
I was forced to arch my head back, craving more, my voice breaking into moans: "Eric, fill me up... let me carry your pup..."
He leaned down, panting in my ear. "Carol, you sound so much better begging than when you're giving orders."
"Be good. Present yourself like a proper she-wolf."
The heat robbed me of reason.
He pounded into me relentlessly. I cried out, shameless as a wild animal: "Deeper, Eric, I'm yours... I can't live without you... faster, give me everything!"
This damned instinct made me lose control of my own body.
Hearing the pathetic begging coming from my own mouth made me sick.
I swore to myself—this would be the last time.
Just as the climax was about to consume me, Eric suddenly stopped.
My mind went blank.
"No! Don't stop! Please..." I begged in agony, my body still desperate.
Eric shoved me away. "Damn it!"
His face was terrifyingly dark as he headed straight for the door without looking back.
I scrambled after him desperately, clutching his leg, my voice pleading: "Eric... don't go, please don't leave me like this..."
"Don't bother me, Carol!" He didn't even spare me a glance, kicking me away with disgust.
The door slammed violently. He was gone.
I watched his retreating figure, naked and curled up on the floor, my body still trembling from the lingering lust and the brutal pain of being kicked away.
I looked down at the fluid running down my thighs, feeling cold to my very core.
After a moment, I shakily got to my feet, pulled out a bottle of heavy-duty suppressants, and swallowed them down with my tears.
The medication plunged me into an icy abyss, forcibly suppressing the heat raging inside me.
Bracing myself against the wall, I secretly followed him.
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