Rebirth Of The Rejected Luna Chapter 141: Unforgivable Betrayal

**Carlo's POV**

I walked into the chamber of Alpha Corvin. I had been asked by a guard to see him immediately which was weird because he was supposed to be at dinner. My eyes went straight to the Alpha. He was sitting at his desk, staring off into space. His expression told me that right now, he was like a storm was brewing just beneath the surface. I could tell something was off, more than usual. The Alpha seemed different. There was a sharpness to him that made my skin prickle.

Every sound seemed amplified, every breath a little louder. I could sense the unease, the unspoken fear that lingered just out of sight.

"Alpha, what's wrong?" I asked quietly, trying to keep my voice neutral. But inside, I was a mess. The Alpha wasn't the type to get lost in thought, and seeing him like this made me feel like I was walking on thin ice.

Corvin looked up slowly, and I caught a tiny twitch at the corner of his lips. It wasn't a happy smile. It was something darker, something that made my heart skip a beat.

"The Luna's dead," he said, his voice flat, like he was talking about something totally normal. I blinked, not really believing it. The Luna? Dead? She’d been with Corvin forever—how could she just be gone?

"How?" I forced the question out, trying to keep my voice from shaking, even though my mind was on fire with a million thoughts.

Corvin barely seemed to care. He gave a small smirk, but his eyes were... icy. Like he was already moving on to whatever came next. "Poisoned," he said, like it was no big deal—like it was just another piece in some weird game he was playing.

My heart thudded in my chest, and I felt my breath catch. Poisoned? I wanted to ask a million things—why? How? And the biggest question of all: who did this? But the words wouldn’t come.

Corvin leaned back in his chair, letting out a slow breath. His next words dropped casually like he was telling me the weather. “The person to take the fall is Lady Althea.”

Lady Althea? My head spun. She was always there, in the background, never fully involved but never fully absent either. Her relationship with the Luna had always been weird. It was like they were on different planets, just coexisting without ever really connecting. They didn’t even pretend to be close. If anything, it was like they couldn’t stand each other. At least, that’s how it seemed on the surface.

But something told me there was more to it. They were sisters, after all. Sisters didn’t just... drift apart like that. Blood was blood, no matter how cold the distance between them felt. They had to be more connected than they let on.

But people weren’t supposed to see that. The rumors, the whispers, all made Lady Althea and the Luna out to be bitter rivals. It was perfect for the Alpha's game. Made it easier for him to manipulate everyone, to pull the strings without anyone ever questioning why. He was always the puppet master, always thinking three steps ahead.

And now, he’d basically set up this dinner to get the Luna and Lady Althea together. He kept saying it was so they could "make amends," but I knew better. It was all part of his plan, a plan that ended with the Luna's death. The poison had been slipped in so carefully that he knew exactly how it would play out. He’d needed someone to blame, and Lady Althea was the perfect target.

It was all so... planned.

I didn’t even need to ask anymore. The answer was already so clear, it was like I could feel it in my gut.

Carlo, I warned myself. Don’t forget who you serve.

I took a deep breath and forced the words out. “So, what happens to Erika?”

Corvin’s gaze shifted, his jaw tightening, and something about the way his eyes hardened made my stomach twist.

“I need to get rid of her eventually,” he said, his tone final, devoid of any warmth.

My heart was racing in my chest. Erika, Lady Althea’s daughter. My mate. It felt like everything inside me was screaming to protect her like I couldn’t just stand by and let this happen. She deserved the truth, but Corvin? He was dead set on wiping her out—just like he’d done with her mother.

I swallowed hard, fighting the lump in my throat, before asking, “You’ll banish her?” The words came out empty like I already knew what he’d say.

Corvin shook his head, his face colder than ever. “Banishment isn’t enough. I need her gone.”

His words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I felt my chest tighten. I wanted to yell, to argue, but something about the way he said it kept me frozen. Erika was my mate—how could he just decide her fate like this? How could he just throw her away?

I balled my fists, trying not to let the panic take over. “Is that really necessary?” I asked, my voice softer than I meant it to be. It was a plea, even if I didn’t want it to sound like one. But I had to know.

Corvin’s eyes never left mine. “She’s rebellious,” he said. “Starting to ask too many questions. She’s not like the others. I can’t risk it. She’ll uncover everything.”

I nodded, stiffly, trying to keep my face neutral, but inside, I felt like a storm was building. Erika didn’t deserve any of this. She shouldn’t be dragged into the same messed-up game that had already taken her mother.

“You don’t want her to know who killed the Luna,” I said, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

Corvin’s lips twisted into a bitter little smile. “Exactly. She’d never get it. She’d never understand that my wife and her mother had it coming. Their betrayal was unforgivable.”

Betrayal.