The Alpha and His Contract Luna (Lauren) novel Chapter 72

Darren

I’m still standing frozen when Lauren and Sebastian make their way to the exit.

The hundreds of eyes that were once judging Lauren were now turned to us. Each one of them looking at Miranda and I in disgust.

How quickly the tables have turned. Now we were in the same spot that Lauren was in a few minutes ago.

I turn to look at my accomplice. I see tears running down her face. Sebastian might have exposed my stupidity and wrong doing but he had completely demolished Miranda.

I didn’t even know three quarter of the things he’d revealed about her. Sure I knew she was a socialite but I didn’t know she used her body to climb to the top. Nor that she was involved in illegal shit.

“What the hell are you still doing here? Get out!” An angry voice shouts.

At first I thought it was directed at both of us. Then I realize the demand was for Miranda.

I turn to look at the owner of the voice. It’s the woman Miranda had introduced to me as the party’s hostess. She was probably in her sixties but the Botox and plastic surgeries took a couple of years from her original age

“Please Margaret. Let me explain” Miranda begs.

This is the first time I’ve seen her begging for anything. I could understand why though.

Miranda was all about looks and wealth. Rubbing elbows with the high and mighty. So to have all that ruined is like being sentenced to death.

“Let you explain what exactly?” Margret fumes. “The fact that you were fucking my husband while pretending to be my friend? I trusted you. Saw you as more than my daughter not knowing you were stabbing me in the back”

“Honey please come down” A man, probably her husband says.

He looks uncomfortable. With every eye in the room daggering him. Looking around I realize it’s not just him. Dozens of men were acting the same while it seemed their wives fumed. I know how they fucking feel.

Didn’t I lose the perfect wife because of the bitch standing next to me? Didn’t I fall in the same trap she set up for them?

“Don’t fucking tell me to calm down and don't touch me you sick bastard” She yells. “I can’t believe you slept with her. Not only was she my friend but she's old enough to be your daughter!”

He looks down in shame and shoves his trembling hand into the pockets of his slacks. I truly felt it for him. It was now hitting him what he had done. That there was a possibility he would lose his wife.

“It wasn’t like Margret. I swear” Miranda cries.

For the first time I saw genuine tears from her. Margaret’s opinion of her must have really meant a great deal to her. Too bad she screwed it up just like she does everything.

I don’t know why I never saw how fucking poisonous Miranda was. How could I have been so blind?

Seeing the way Sebastian defended Lauren opened my eyes to how stupid I was. I never stood up for her when some of my pack caused her trouble or disrespected her. I was a shitty mate throughout. No wonder she doesn’t want to come back to me.

Now she has another man’s mark. The one thing I refused to give her.

The adoration in her eyes as she looked at my nemesis gutted me. Destroyed me from the inside out. I had her love once. She would look at me with the same adoration. I used to hate that, thought it was creepy. Now that I have lost it though, I want it back. I crave having her look at me like I was her hero.

The echo of a slap brings me back to the present. I see Miranda clutching her cheeks.

“Don’t you dare insult my intelligence” Margret said. Looking at her with pure hate. “Everyone knows Ashford, he’s respectable. If he’s the one that exposed you then everything is one hundred percent true”

“Is that thing you’re carrying my husband’s?” Margaret asks, pointing at her baby bump.

I see the shock on Margret’s husband. I guess it never crossed his mind that the baby could be his.