The Alpha's Hidden Heirs (Selene and Kane)

It was late in the evening, and Selene was nowhere near the pack house. Instead, she found herself in the smoky, dimly lit atmosphere of a nightclub. She couldn't bear to stay in the house, where the sight of Nyx was a constant reminder of Kane's betrayal. Every glance at Nyx's face reignited the pain of his infidelity, a wound that refused to heal.

Her emotions churned within her, so raw and overwhelming that she had nearly forgotten she was carrying a child. Drink after drink slid down her throat as she tried to drown the agony, if only for one night. Gamma Storm had offered to accompany her, but she had waved him off, reminding him that shadowing her wasn't his only responsibility. Now, she sat alone in a private cabin at the club, her way of avoiding unwanted attention.

Selene sipped her drink, letting her eyes wander across the scene before her. The cabin's glass partition gave her a clear view of the main lounge. A group of young men lounged on sofas, their laughter blending with the rhythmic thrum of the music. Close by, women in tight dresses draped themselves over the men's laps, their flirtatious giggles filling the air. Selene scoffed softly at the sight, her lips curling into a bitter smirk.

"Cheaters," she muttered under her breath. "I bet every single one of them has a wife at home, thinking her husband is stuck in some business meeting."

Her disdain didn't go unnoticed. One of the young men stood up, his interest piqued, and approached her. "Miss, are you here alone?" he asked, his tone smooth but laced with arrogance.

Selene rolled her eyes, choosing to ignore him. She turned her back on him, sinking deeper into the couch with a fresh drink in hand. Her thoughts spiraled back to the betrayal that had shattered her trust. The man, undeterred by her disinterest, slid into the seat beside her. She sensed the shift in the couch and glanced sideways. His eyes were glued to her backless dress, shamelessly tracing the exposed skin from the nape of her neck to her lower back.

"Are you new here?" he asked, leaning closer.

Selene arched an eyebrow, letting out a low, humorless chuckle. She turned toward him, her expression unreadable. "What do you do for a living?" she asked in a soft, almost sweet tone.

The man grinned, clearly encouraged by her sudden interest. He placed a hand lightly on her arm, his fingers brushing against the full sleeves of her dress. "I'm a businessman, darling. And you?"

Her gaze dropped to where his hand rested on her arm. Her lips twitched into a faint smile, but her tone was icy as she replied, "I guess you've never had the privilege of meeting an Alpha or a Luna." Her words caught him off guard, but he quickly recovered, smirking as he leaned closer. His mouth nearly brushed her ear as he whispered, "Why? Are you looking for our Alpha? I hear he's madly in love with his Luna. No chance for you there. But me?" He grinned, his voice dropping suggestively. “I can give you whatever you want... as long as you warm my bed."

Selene's expression darkened instantly. The mention of Kane, spoken so casually, ignited a fire in her chest. Her hand shot out, grabbing the man by his collar and yanking him toward her. Their faces were inches apart as she snarled, "You're wrong. Your Alpha isn't the loyal husband you think he is. He's just like the rest of you-weak and ruled by his desires."

The man blinked, startled, before bursting into laughter. He assumed she was just another woman

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pining after the pack's head Alpha. His laughter grated on her nerves, but Selene shoved him away, uninterested in entertaining his delusions. She reached for another drink, her movements erratic and unsteady. The alcohol coursing through her veins dulled her inhibitions and numbed her connection to her wolf. She was spiraling, untethered from the part of her that kept her grounded.noveldrama

After a while, Selene decided it was time to leave. The haze of alcohol clouded her thoughts, but she knew she couldn't stay there any longer. She pushed herself off the couch, wobbling slightly as she got to her feet. Just as she steadied herself, the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down beside him.

"Where are you going?" he asked, his tone playful but laced with entitlement.

Selene's glare was sharp enough to cut through steel. She stared at his hand gripping her arm, her voice low and dangerous. "Let go of me."

The man ignored the warning. "Come on, let's have a little fun," he urged, his words slurred slightly. "You look like you've just been dumped. Forget about him. I can make you feel better."

Selene's gaze dropped to his hand again, her expression darkening further. Her voice was cold, laced with menace. "Leave my hand," she growled, "before I kill you."

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