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The Banished Luna: She Was Meant To Rule
The Banished Luna: She Was Meant To Rule
Author: Aurora Lakes

Chapter 1

Author: Aurora Lakes
last update publish date: 2026-01-03 04:10:36

Mabel’s Pov

I wish I had been born blind, that way, I wouldn’t have been forced to watch my husband fuck my sister right in front of me.

My eyes burn with the pain and tears that I’m struggling to hold back but I can’t look away as he keeps pounding into her on the matrimonial bed we both share.

And then I desperately wish, that I had been born deaf too, because that way, I wouldn’t be forced to hear the lewd sounds of their body slamming into each other or the sound of my sister — Anna’s voice moaning my husband’s name over and over again.

“Oh yes Donald!” She moaned, “fuck me like that baby. Fuck me better than you’ve ever fucked your wife.” She begs and I watch my husband slam into her even harder now.

They can’t see me as I am hidden in our wardrobe but I try to be quiet when my knees become weak and buckle from the shock.

I had hidden in the wardrobe to surprise my husband with a good news I had just discovered. 

The plan was for me to jump out and shock him, but I had never imagined in a million years that I would be the one stricken to see my beloved husband and my only sister start having sex right in front of me.

I clamp my hands over my mouth and try to swallow the cries that are bubbling up in my chest.

If I don’t, the sound that wants to rip out of me will give me away and they will discover that I can see them.

Donald’s low groan filled the room as he finishes inside her.

“You’re so damn good baby,” he mutters. “Gods, Anna… you’re so much better than—”

Anna laughs in a Careless Cruel way that I have never heard before.

“I’m better than your pathetic fat, ugly old bitch of a wife?” she asks with a laugh.

A hot Searing pain shoots up in my chest at her words and I fear that my chest might actually explode from the shock. How could my little sister talk about me that way?

“Oh please Stop mentioning that fucking pig,” Donald hisses sharply. “You know I hate it when you bring her up. Just the mere thought of her makes me feel disgusted.” He says and Anna bursts out laughing.

My vision blurs as the tears I have been struggling to hold back spill freely down my cheeks and soak my dress. I bite down hard on my fingers until I can taste blood, just to keep from sobbing out loud and giving away my location.

“That bitch ruins everything,” he continues coldly. “Even hearing her name kills my mood. I honestly can’t stand the sight of her any longer, but thank the goddess that you are always there to satisfy me.” He kisses her and she giggles at him.

I squeeze my eyes shut, but it doesn’t help. His words echo louder than anything else in the room. Louder than my heartbeat. Louder than the sound of my own life breaking apart.

I wish I had never come home early today but it’s too late now. 

An hour ago, I’d rushed back from the meeting at the nearby pack with excitement buzzing in my chest. I was already imagining the look of happiness on Donald’s face when I told him the good news. I had secured another packs allegiance to us but most importantly… I had just discovered that I was pregnant for him. 

This meant that our dream of starting a family was finally coming true.

So I had wanted to surprise him and make him proud.

Instead, I ended up witnessing the most horrible thing I could ever see.

I’m here watching the only man I had ever loved having sex sleeping with my only sister.

Anna laughs again and it snaps me back to reality. “So why haven’t you divorced her yet?” she asks Donald. “The sooner you get rid of her, the sooner I can please you whenever I want.”

Donald sighs, like she’s asking something mildly inconvenient. “Be patient my love, the time to dispose of her will soon come.”

My breath hitches at that.

“You know that Mabel still owns the pack for now,” he continues. “And as an outsider, I won’t be able to inherit anything until we’ve been married for at least three months. And We’re just one week away from that mark. One. Week, and she disappears from our life forever.”

My stomach drops at his words. How were they going to make me disappear?

Anna sighs dramatically. “I’m just tired of always sneaking around whenever she’s not home.”

Always Sneaking around? My breath stutters at that.

Because How long have they been doing this behind my back? Days? Weeks? Months? Since the beginning of our relationship?!

How long have I been their fool?

Donald’s voice softens and he kisses her. “Let’s Stick to the plan,” he murmurs. “After I claim her pack, I’ll get rid of her. Then you’ll be my only Luna.”

They both burst out laughing at that and the sound is so mocking that my knees go weak and finally give out. My foot accidently knocks into a suitcase and the sound is too loud to hide.

The room immediately goes silent.

“What was that?” Anna whispers.

Donald stiffens. “Did you hear that?”

My heart slams violently against my ribs as Donald storms over and the wardrobe door yanks open.

Light floods in and Donald freezes when he sees me.

“Mabel…” he breathes, shock flashing across his face.

Anna shrieks and scrambles to cover herself. “This isn’t what it looks like!”

I stumble out of the wardrobe, my legs weak and my face soaked with tears. My voice breaks as soon as I speak. “How could you?” I cry. “How could you do this to me? Both of you....knowing how much I loved you… how much I trusted you!”

Donald rushes toward me. “Mabel, wait....let me explain..."

I shove his hands away violently. “Don’t fucking touch me!”

My chest heaves as the words pour out uncontrollably. “How could you do this after everything I gave up for you?”

He opens his mouth, desperate. “I—”

“You were nothing when you came here!” I shout, my voice cracking. “A poor, unwanted outsider! No pack wanted you. No one trusted you. I pitied you, I gave you a job! I made you who you are!”

Anna watches silently from the bed.

“I clothed you!” I sob. “I defended you when everyone dismissed you! I fought for you when they said you didn’t belong here!”

Donald stares at me, jaw tight.

“I cut off my friends,” I scream. “My relatives! Anyone who spoke against you, I chose you over everyone! And this is how you repay me? By fucking my own sister?! In my bed?!”

My knees buckle, and I sob openly now, my heart shattering from the crushing heartbreak.

For a moment, I wait. I wait for them to show their regret. For them to tell me how guilty they were. For even a single apology.

Instead, Donald’s face suddenly goes cold and he sneers at me, “So what?” he snaps.

I freeze, “What…?” I whisper.

“I said so what?! Yes You gave me things,” he continues coldly. “And I slept with your sister. So what?”

My mouth opens, but no sound comes out.

“I never begged you to do any of that,” he adds. “You were just a pathetic, weak, foolish bitch who was so desperate for love, that you willingly did everything for me. So don’t blame me for your pathetic life.”

Something suddenly snaps inside me and My hand connects with his face before I can stop myself.

The sound echoes sharply through the room and Anna lets out a shocked gasp.

Tears pour down my face as Donald slowly turns his head back toward me.

Out of nowhere, the look in his eyes suddenly become dark, dangerous and deadly.

And in that moment, my hands begin trembling at my side as I realize that I’ve made a huge mistake.

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