Betrayed Luna's Second Chance Alphas
Betrayed Luna’s Second Chance Alphas – Chapter 26

-Roman-

(30 minutes before Roman called Riley)

“Are you not drinking?” Feyona asked as I pushed the glass of whiskey towards her. Her lips tilted downwards as she gave me a pensive look, and I had seen that look. Whenever I tried to do something for her, something good or nice, she always gave me that look, as if she didn’t know what to think about me.

It was the same way she looked at me when I asked her to marry me. I should have known then that was not a normal reaction.

“Get the hell out of here and call Riley back,” Karl growled, and I could feel his agitation. He was angry that I had hung up the phone call from Riley. “And tell her nothing will ever happen between you and this soul-sucking b*tch.”

“Karl, we don’t call a woman b*tch.”

“Yeah, but she isn’t a woman,” Karl said with a scoff. “Now move your a*s.”

“You know I have to do this. For the greater good.”

“I don’t care about the greater good. The whole world could go to hell. I don’t want her to worry about what she has heard. Understand? I want her, Roman. And if you mess this up, I will destroy you.”

I had never seen Karl so worked up. I had no idea why he was acting like this, though. He was not normally very vocal about women. Even after we mated with Feyona, he was a bit distant with her. So what was that about Riley that was making him crazy protective of her?

“I said I would buy you a drink, not drink with you,” I grumbled as I sat down. For years, I felt only anger and resentment towards Feyona. Just thinking about meeting her again made me lose control, but now… it felt like something had changed, like somehow the past and pain didn’t matter. She didn’t matter.

I thought about Riley and how she felt under me, over me… and it felt like this woman, this stranger I had known only for two days, had somehow healed me in ways I couldn’t comprehend. Just a touch, a smile, and that stubborn press of her lips… it had changed me completely and it scared me to admit it, even to myself.

I knew she wasn’t looking for a relationship, and neither was I.

“You are still so obstinate,” Feyona sighed as she pressed the cold whiskey against her forehead. “Still intense. And hot.” Her voice turned seductive as her hand slightly brushed against my thigh. It was the exact same way she used to talk with me whenever she wanted me to f*ck her hard, before everything became sh*t in our relationship.

“What do you really want, Feyona?” I grunted and pushed her hand away from me. It didn’t excite me like it once did. Oh, nothing about her excited me. I didn’t want cold blue eyes. I wanted soft, forest green eyes turning dark with l**t as they looked into my eyes. I didn’t want pink hair. I wanted fire-red curls.

I studied her face, thinking if she really was a part of all of this Ramsay had been doing. I knew Feyona was cold and manipulative, but was she cruel enough to do something like this?

“If I say I want you back…”

“I will say bullsh*t.”

She gave me a soft smile as she leaned closer to me and pressed her face against my arm.

“It is true, Roman. I was an id*ot. You were the best thing I could have asked for and you were mine, but I messed it all up because you were overwhelming, you were… the perfect husband, and I was not. I didn’t know how to love you like you loved me, Roman. You gave me so much, and instead of making me happy, it scared me. I felt like I didn’t deserve any of that and so I found a way to destroy everything. I did.” She sighed as if talking about it was emotionally taxing.

“I don’t believe a word you say, Feyona, but even if what you say is true, I simply don’t care anymore,” I said with a smile, which surprised me. I was almost afraid to meet her again, but I came because I knew I had to. “So, are you saying Ramsay and you aren’t together anymore?”

“We are together, but it is… it is complicated.”

I scanned her face. “Complicated how?” I watched her closely, trying to gauge her reaction to my words.

“No, nothing.”

My phone rang. I opened it to see it was from Dean. “Yes?”

“You need to leave that place immediately. Ramsay is on his way, and if he spots you there, he will sense that something is amiss. He will become alert,” Dean said, and I took in a sharp breath. He was right. Ramsay had to stay in the dark for now.

“Okay, bye.” I hung up before I stood up. “I need to go. Bye, Feyona.”

“I hope we run into each other again, Roman,” she said as she stood up and hugged me.

“I really don’t,” Karl said with an indignant huff as I pulled away from her.

I was walking towards the entrance when I saw a familiar looking face walking inside one of the VIP rooms in the club with a man and a woman hanging onto him. They already looked like they were ready to tear each others’s clothes and f*ck.

My heart hitched as I quickly followed him, making sure to hide myself in the shadows. I knew I had to get out, because Ramsay would be here any minute now, but I was curious to know what the heck Hiran was doing here, of course, other than having s*x. Was he here to meet Ramsay?

I heard a m**n and a growl from behind the curtain and that was when I realized Riley would be feeling the pain of what he was doing right now. My heart burnt in anger. I wish I could be there to protect her, to comfort her.

“I want to kill for her.”

He wanted to shift and take Hiran out right here, right now, consequences be damned. I felt the same anger, but I knew I couldn’t barge in right now.

But Karl was resisting and I had a feeling he wanted to do something drastic.

“Please.” Karl and I had never been out of sync. Yes, his anger was tremendous, but we always thought twice before we did anything. With the power came the responsibilities, too, and Karl understood that. But now… his animal side was angry, and he wanted only one thing – to hurt Hiran.

My claws grew and I shuddered as I felt the ripping pain. No. It couldn’t happen now.

“Stop. You have to trust me, Karl.”

“Open your legs wide, you sl*t. The sl*t back home has to learn her lessons,” Hiran’s disgusting voice said. And I knew the moment my wolf pushed me back and took over. He didn’t fully shift yet, but he was closer and I didn’t mind anymore. “Yes, take me just like that, you little wh*re. You, put your d*ck-” And then he stopped, and screamed. My eyes widened. “That f*cking wh*re.”

And I gave in to my Lycan.

“That slimy d*ckhead,” Karl hissed and roared in agitation and punched the wall next to the room and ripped the curtain away.

“Just don’t kill him,” I said in defeat. Karl rolled his shoulder and smirked, his smile vicious and I knew he was my Lycan, but even I shuddered from the sinister smile. I had never seen him like that.

The voices inside the room stopped.

“Who is it?” Hiran’s confused voice asked as he walked out. Karl waited for the right time to walk out. An angry Hiran followed Karl, cursing and threatening.

Hiran had never seen my Lycan, so he wouldn’t recognize it was me.

“Just hide the power,” I said to my Lycan and he nodded when I heard the back door open. The stupid bastard had walked into the trap by himself.

Karl chuckled. This was exactly what he wanted.

“Today I will pay you back for hurting her,” he growled softly, his voice dark and dangerous.

“Who the f*ck are you, you little piece of s**t? I will end your life tonight.”

“We will see,” Karl growled out as he watched Hiran’s every movement from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce.

“You don’t know who you are messing with, you-” Karl didn’t let Hiran finish his empty threat. He leaped out of the darkness, his dark gray fur gleaming in the moonlight, his lips peeled back in an angry snarl.

Hiran stumbled back, seeing the Lycan standing there on his two feet.

“Wh-what?” Hiran was stunned to see a Lycan there. “Who-who the f*ck are you?”

“Your death,” Karl said before he bounded once again towards Hiran. His sharp teeth latched on to Hiran’s arms, and he pulled, and I watched with satisfaction as b***d gushed out.

Hiran screamed in anger and agony before he shifted to his wolf. Karl laughed, his laughter loud and mocking.

“This puny a*s wolf- do you think you can take me down?”

Karl was relentless, vicious, his every move calculated to hurt the other wolf. I had never seen this bloodthirsty side of him. He bit, clawed until the wolf was whimpering and cowering back, but he didn’t stop.

The wolf raised his head, showing his throat in surrender.

“If I want, I can rip your heart right out of your chest. But for now, this will do,” my Lycan roared as his claws dug into the wolf’s balls. He crushed it and even I winced. I had no pity left for him, but… damn, Karl, that was beyond cruel.

The wolf howled again and pulled back, his body shaking in pain and humiliation. “What did you do? Well. Your face is ugly as f*ck and it just pissed me off.”

Karl kicked the wolf like he was a soccer ball. The wolf hit the tree and howled in pain, before he stood up and backed away, and ran into the darkness. I could still smell the scent of his b***d, and if we wanted, Karl could easily hunt him down.

“For now,” I said. “It is enough for now.”

Karl went to the car and grabbed the backpack with clothes we always carried around, making sure no one else saw us. I quickly shifted, pulled my pants up and drove towards my apartment, knowing very well I couldn’t sit here any longer.

“Call her and apologize for being rude to her.”

“I wasn’t really rude. I just didn’t want Feyona to know that I was talking with a woman.”

“You know that. Riley didn’t know.”

I called Riley’s phone, but it was unreachable. I called Adrian’s number and he picked it up after a few rings.

“Roman…”

“Do you know where Riley is? Can you replace her and ask her to-”

“She is here with me. I will put her on.”

My hands tightened around the steering wheel when I heard Adrian say that.

I knew the moment she was at the other end. She didn’t even have to say a word.

“”Riley, I- I was-” I was going to explain why I was rude to her, when she cut me off with… “I kissed Adrian.”

For just a second, my ear rang. The sound of my heart roaring was deafening. My throat felt like it was filled with hot lava. I couldn’t even form a word. Only a loud growl was all I could let out as the car swerved wildly out of control, before I hit the brake hard, making it stop.

“Roman? But it was Hiran and he- he was having s*x with someone and I wanted to-”

I knew exactly what Hiran was doing.

“I kissed Adrian and the pain stopped.”

“She kissed Adrian…” Karl said with a soft howl. “We should have stopped Hiran before she kissed-”

“You don’t have to explain anything to me. It was a one-night-stand. Bye, Riley.”

“I am going to break Adrian’s f*cking mouth,” Karl hissed.

“Well, I won’t stop you.”

I dialed Finn’s number. “Come to my apartment with enough alcohol to drown NY. And no wine.”

“What did Adrian do this time?” Finn asked with a deep sigh.

“He f*cking kissed her.”