From the limbo, I could see the castle that had once been my home. It felt surreal to watch it so clearly while being so detached from it. My heart hurt to see my husband, Alpha Oliver, and his mistress, Meredith, walking together into the castle.
Fury spread throughout my whole body as I kept watching them.
‘How could he show his mistress off like that as if he had won some prize?’ I asked myself.
The thought of them together made me feel sick. I could only watch, trapped between life and death, as my frustration grew with every step they took. Every memory I had came back rushing inside my head.
I remembered how I first met Oliver. My father, Alpha Jeremy Pritchett of the Golden Claw Pack, had saved Oliver’s parents, Alpha George and Luna Lilianne Tilbury, during a rogue attack when they visited our pack. To thank us, they arranged for me to marry Oliver.
At first, it felt like a dream. There was a time when Oliver and I loved each other deeply and shared many dreams for the future. But then Meredith came along.
That woman used to be a lady-in-waiting to Luna Lilianne, but she wanted more.
Meredith wanted to be a Luna because she kept being pushed by her greedy family. When Meredith found out I was engaged to Oliver, she grew envious and resentful. Still, the woman eventually became his mistress, doing everything she could to ruin our relationship.
From my current place, I could see how Meredith had twisted everything. She had turned Oliver against me with lies and deceit. She spread rumors that I wasn’t chaste, I was evil, and so many more. All of those rumors were to make herself look better and secure her position.
Meanwhile, the pack members gathered in the grand hall looked at Oliver and Meredith with clear disapproval. I saw them closing their eyes and whispering to each other. Their whispers reached me even from my spectral state.
A maid whispered, “Can you believe the Alpha is showing off his mistress like this?”
“This woman caused our Luna’s death,” a gardener said in anger.
Despite their visible disapproval, the pack remained silent. They had to live under Oliver’s rule, no matter how openly disrespectful he was to me. After all, they still wished to keep their heads above their shoulders.
On the other hand, the mistress seemed to enjoy the attention even if it was a negative one like the people at the castle had for her.