Revenging Against My Alpha Groom

I walked through the hallway of William’s mansion as my heart fluttered with excitement. I clutched the wrapped small box in my hand. I could already picture his face lighting up once he saw the watch inside. It was custom-made and engraved with Forever Yours. It was meant to be a surprise. It was for our anniversary and our future together.

I took the familiar staircase up to his bedroom. My heels were sinking into the plush carpet. I wanted to catch him off guard, to see his handsome smile, his blue eyes sparkling with love. He told me he’d be working late at home, so I thought surprising him here would be perfect.

As I approached the door to his bedroom, I froze. It was slightly open with a crack wide enough to let sound slip through. My hand reached out to push it open, but I stopped when I heard… noises?

Yes. Noises of low and breathy moans. Unmistakable sound of… pleasure.

My heart stopped, and my fingers trembled as they hovered over the door handle. No… no, it couldn’t be. Not William. Not my William.

I leaned in. My breath caught in my throat as my mind refused to believe what my ears were hearing. But the sounds grew louder, more heated, the groans of ecstasy mingling with familiar voices.

William’s voice. Husky. Full of desire. “God, Charlotte… I can’t get enough of you.”

Charlotte? My blood ran cold. My body was turning to ice.

A feminine moan filled the room next, followed by a sultry laugh. “You never have to, baby. I’m all yours…”

I stumbled back. My heart shattered, and my vision blurred with tears. Charlotte—William’s stepsister and confidante. The woman he always swore was just a sister, and always valued as his only family after their parents died in a car accident. They were… They were…

“Liars!” my wolf Lorraine screamed. “Cheaters!”

My stomach lurched, and bile rose in my throat. I wanted to run, to scream, to burst into the room and tear them apart, and to… to demand answers. But I couldn’t because my feet were rooted to the floor and my body refused to move. Their voices continued. Of course, they were oblivious to my presence.

“I can’t wait until she’s out of the picture,” Charlotte purred with her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Then we’ll finally be together, baby. No more sneaking around.”

William’s laugh was low and full of wickedness. “Patience, love. It won’t be long now. Once we’re married, everything will fall into place.”

Married? He meant our wedding, right? The one we’d been planning for months. The one I thought was the beginning of our forever.

Charlotte’s voice took on a mocking tone. “I still can’t believe she’s so clueless. She actually thinks you love her. That she is your true mate.”

William’s chuckle was cold and devoid of any warmth. “She was easy to fool. Just some potion, and she thought it was that. It was easy because she’s so desperate to be loved. Lana is so eager to believe in happily ever after. She’s pathetic, really.”

Pain ripped through me. It was so sharp and merciless.

Pathetic? Me? Easy to fool?

I covered my mouth with my hand to stop myself from sobbing. Every whispered promise… every tender touch… every ‘I love you’ he ever said to me… All of it was a lie!

Charlotte’s laughter echoed through the room. She sounds so cruel and heartless. “And once she’s gone, you’ll inherit everything. Her father’s company and wealth, the pack’s loyalty… everything will be yours. Ours. And you will be stronger, tougher… more powerful Alpha than ever in all of the California packs.”

William’s voice dropped in a chilling whisper. “Exactly. It’s why I had to get rid of Marcus. He never would have approved of us. He would have ruined everything.”

My breath caught, my blood turning to ice.

My father? He got rid of my father?

Charlotte’s voice softened, a twisted kind of affection lacing her words. “You killed him…” she giggled, “for me?”

“For us. He was getting too close to the truth.” William’s tone was cold and calculating. “If he’d exposed the stolen funds, you would’ve gone down. I couldn’t let that happen to you, love.”

My knees buckled, my body sliding down the wall as the truth crashed over me. My father’s death… it wasn’t an accident! It wasn’t a rogue attack! William… William killed him for Charlotte!

“You really are ruthless.” Charlotte’s voice was seductive. “Getting rid of Marcus and marrying his daughter… It’s brilliant. We’ll have everything.”

“Once Lana’s out of the way, we’ll control the entire pack,” William stated schemingly. “And no one will question us because no one will know how it all happened.”

“Poor little Lana..." Charlotte laughed, the sound sickeningly sweet. “So trusting, so in love… She never saw it coming.”

My heart shattered, the pain so raw I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming. I tasted blood. The man I loved, the man I was supposed to marry, had betrayed me. He’d murdered my father. And now… now he was planning to get rid of me, too.

I wanted to burst in, to scream at them, to claw at their faces, to rip them apart the way they’d ripped my heart out. But I couldn’t. If they knew I’d heard… they’d kill me just like they killed my father.

I forced myself to breathe, to stay silent, to remain hidden as they continued fucking each other, and oblivious to my presence. I kept my silence while their moans and laughter echoed like knives in my chest. I wiped the tears from my face, my hands shaking, my body trembling with grief and rage. They thought I was weak. They thought I was stupid. They thought I was powerless. I’m not. They were wrong.

I would only play my part—the loving fiancée, the clueless bride-to-be.

Yes, I would let them believe they’d won. I would smile. Laugh. Plan the perfect wedding. And act like the most gullible fool they thought I was.

Then, I would destroy them.

I would expose their lies, reveal William’s treachery, and make Charlotte pay for her part in my father’s murder. I would shatter their dreams and watch as they lost everything they’d stolen from me. I took one last look through the crack in the door, my heart hardening as I watched them tangled in each other’s arms, laughing at my pain, and mocking my love.

I turned and walked away, my body numb, my heart cold, my mind burning with vengeance. They thought they could play me, use me, dispose of me. But they had no idea who they were dealing with.

I was Marcus’s daughter. And I would have my revenge.

They didn’t realize it yet, but they were already dead.