When My Husband Betrayed Me, Luna Roared Loudly

Synopsis

The early morning mist clung to the forest floor like a lover's embrace, swirling around my ankles as I navigated the familiar path back to the pack house. My wolf, Luna, purred contentedly inside me, still energized from our dawn run along the ridge. The venison broth I'd prepared for James sloshed gently in the thermos I carried—his favorite after a council meeting, which I knew would leave him tense and hungry. *He'll appreciate this surprise,* I thought, smiling to myself. After ten years as mates, I'd perfected the art of being the supportive Luna, anticipating his needs before he voiced them. "James should be finishing up soon," I whispered to myself, quickening my pace. The pack house loomed ahead, majestic and silent in the early morning light. Most pack members were either still asleep or out hunting, leaving the grounds peaceful. I slipped through the side entrance, my footsteps silent against the polished wooden floors. The scent of pine and cedar—James's signature cologne—guided me toward his private study. As I approached, I heard muffled sounds from behind the heavy oak door. Thinking he might be in a heated debate with a council member, I hesitated, not wanting to interrupt important pack business. But something felt off. Luna stirred uneasily within me, her earlier contentment replaced by a growing discomfort. I pushed the door open just enough to peek inside, intending to catch James's eye and silently offer the broth. The thermos nearly slipped from my grasp. James—my mate,