Betrayed Heiress: My Second Chance Mate is A Lycan King

Aira’s POV

The rays of the sunlight shone directly onto my eyes forcing me to rise from my sweet sleep.

I yawned, still feeling a bit exhausted but the morning had come and I had a long day in front of me.

Rolling to my left, I reached for my phone which I had placed beside the pillow and as soon as I picked it up, a notification flashed on my screen reminding me of what day it was.

18th November…

A smile flashed across my face. The day that I had been waiting so long for had finally arrived and I was over the moon with joy.

It was my boyfriend’s birthday and the day that we met for the first time. It still felt like yesterday.

I was stopped by two men as I walked down the alley in the thick of the night after temporarily exiting a party.

If it wasn’t for Jace, they’d have had their way with me that night. They’d probably have killed me too but Jace was my knight and shiny armour.

He appeared right out of nowhere and took them out like they weren’t anything. “Are you alright?” He asked as he held me in his arms as soon as my eyes met with those golden eyes of his, I knew he was the one for me.

He felt it too. I saw the way he bent over to sniff me. I did the same. He smelled like lotus mixed with chocolate. It was almost so good that I could have been forgiven for giving him a bite.

My heart leaped with joy as he planted a kiss on my forehead and when I placed my right hand on his chest, I could tell his wolf was delighted too.

I didn’t have a wolf yet, but I wished I did. Maybe, my wolf would have been excited to meet him too. Maybe…

I got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom to have my bath. I was done in a few minutes due to my excitement to meet with Jace and I quickly put on my silky, yellow dress and a pair of black heels to go with it.

Picking up my handbag, I grabbed the small travelling bag that I came along with for the business meeting and off I went to the reception.

“Good day, ma’am,” the receptionist greeted me with a beautiful smile and I responded with a nod. Dressed in a shiny white top and a black skirt, she looked so smart and professional.

“How much?” I asked, handing my card over to her.

“A thousand.” She handed the machine to me so that I could input my PIN. “Thank you. Have a nice day.”

I took my card and walked straight out of the hotel into my car. I had gotten a beautiful gift for him; a Rolex watch, the type he always talked about but couldn’t get.

I hoped to surprise him with it when I got back knowing how much he loved Rolex watches. He’d always talk non stop whenever he saw someone wearing it. Real life, television, it didn’t matter.

It took me about an hour to get into the city and about twenty minutes more to get to the house. I parked my car, took out the wristwatch and walked down to the door.

Knock knock!

There was no response so I knew that he wasn’t around. It made it even better for me since he was going to come into the house only to meet me there waiting for him with his dream gift.

Taking out the keys, I unlocked the door and walked into the parlour but before I could sit on the long, brown sofa by the left of the black centre table which was made of marble, I saw a small letter on one of the four side stools placed on each side of the table.

I picked it up to see what it said and it read…

“Hey, love. I know you came back home with a surprise for me. That’s so sweet of you. I want you to know that I love you so much and I, too, have prepared a surprise romantic event just for the two of us. The address is behind this letter. See you soon. I love you.”

I let out a chuckle, seeing that he had caught on to my plan to surprise him. He must have felt so proud of himself because, in all three years that we’d been mated, he had never managed to achieve that feat. Good for him.

Dropping my bag on the stool, I went into the room to have another shower. When I came out, I picked up a flowing red gown which I thought was my favourite dress and with a black pair of heels, a little higher than the previous one, I felt I was good to go.

Standing in front of my mirror, I figured my gold-plated purse would be more befitting for the occasion than my black bag so I transferred all the important stuff that I had into it and away I went.

As I drove off to the location, I wondered what Jace had in store for me. Thrice, we had gone for a romantic date put together by him in the past year and each one was a hit. If there was something that Jace knew how to do so well, it was the act of outdoing himself. This time, I hoped it was going to be the case once again.

When I arrived at the location, I got out of the car and stared in awe at what was in front of me.

It was a garden; a large, beautiful garden, perfect for any romantic date that anyone could dream of.

Just like I had thought, Jace didn’t disappoint. The last time we hung out in a fancy restaurant, I spent most of the time telling him how much I loved gardens and would love to visit one soon.

Turned out he took that personally and decided to surprise me on his special day. Such a sweet man, he was. I was more than lucky to have him as my man.

Slowly, I walked, taking my time to appreciate the rose flowers on both sides of the entrance. My heart swelled with fondness as I bent a bit to sniff in the sweet scent.

But there were people there so I quickly stood, unwilling to embarrass myself in public despite the relentless urge to linger a little longer.

I inhaled deeply as I finally got to the entrance but something seemed a bit off to me.

People flocked to the location in their numbers and they didn’t all look like couples.

Some of them came with their children. Some elderly people were around too but it was the presence of several familiar faces that caught my attention.

Still, I just assumed that they were all there for some other reason. Besides, the garden was open to everyone but I couldn’t help but wonder…

Was this a wedding? Was Jace finally trying to propose to me in the presence of all these people?

I giggled at the thought of that but quickly shook it off, unwilling to have my expectations high so I wouldn’t end up disappointed.

Making my way past the entrance into the venue, I was met with several white chairs covered in transparent materials and arranged in rows.

Just like I had suspected, this wasn’t a date or anything like that. It was an event; a ceremony of some sort, but whose it was, I did not know.

I pulled up a seat so that I could sit and observe what went on but before my ass could touch the chair, my eyes went wide open in shock as I beheld no else but….

“Ana! What the hell are you doing here?” I asked but she was too far away to hear me.

Was the hell was she doing there wearing a white dress with a man by her side and who was that?

“Jace?” I exclaimed in shock without minding that everyone around me turned to look at me.

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With a shake of the head, I wiped both eyes with my hands just to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming.

I wasn’t. It was real. This was indeed a wedding ceremony, but it wasn’t for Jace and I.

Jace, my mate, whom I thought loved me with all of his heart, was getting married to my Omega twin sister on his birthday and he had the nerve to invite me to witness the greatest betrayal that I’d ever experienced.

I clutched my chest in pain as I helped myself to a seat. “No. No. This has to be a dream. This isn’t happening,” I muttered, breathing very fast as I struggled to contain my emotions.

My eyes welled up with tears and soon, breathing became a struggle. “Are you alright?” Asked an elderly woman with grey hair, who sat by my right hand but I couldn’t say a word.

All I could do was watch the man whom I fell in love with march on to be married to another. Not just any other woman but my sister; my twin.

How could I explain to the woman that my heart had been crushed into pieces and I wanted nothing else but to fall to the ground and die?

Jace was my dream man but he invited me to my worst nightmare. What was I supposed to do? Confront him or just sit there and watch him break what was left of my heart?