Page 43 of A Luna's Revenge

Dr. Bridgit nods. "If they don’t, I am sure they suspect it. You know how shifters love to gossip."

"I’ve been too trusting." I hang my head so that my hair hides my face. Taking a deep breath, I say. "Where is this tea?"

Dr. Bridgit leaves the room, comes back with a glass jar, and hands it to me. I open the lid and sniff. "Wow, that's revolting." I loosen my grip on the jar a bit, and it slides through my fingers and shatters on the floor. "Oops!" I mock. "GuessAsher will get a bit of reprieve from the torture Jenson is putting him through with all his cheating. Sorry to you, though, Bridgit."

Dr. Bridgit just smiles. "Oops. Someone accidentally dropped it, and now the contents are undrinkable." She retrieves a dustpan and broom. "I'll just put this in another container for evidence."

I nod and give Bridgit a hug. "Thank you, Bridgit. Take care."

"You too, Luna."

I leave the clinic level and head toward my rooms."Lana?"I address my wolf."Are you okay?"She is currently curled up and silently crying as we realize our relationship with Jenson and Asher really is doomed."We will get through this!"I promise.

After showering and changing, I get to my office. Lou's eyes are averted. I pass her by and enter my office. Sitting down at my desk, I look out into the main room; Jenson's office is directly across from mine, with Lou's desk between. Through the open doorway, I watch as slimeball ushers skank into his office and closes the door behind them.

I recall the camera in Jenson's office and decide to pull it up. Jenson normally keeps that footage cleared unless he needs it for some specific reason. Getting into the security system through the program I control on my hologram device. Within minutes, the screen flickers, and Jenson comes into view. I turn the volume down and quickly jump up to shut my office door. When I sit back down, I feel a twinge of nausea shoot through my stomach. As I look with disgust at the scene playing out on the screen, I turn to my trash can and vomit. I am not sure if it’s the revulsion I feel or the CMS acting up, but skank is currently wrapped around Jenson in a vulgar position on the top of his desk.

I quickly retrieve a bottle of water and reach into the bag Dr. Bridgit gave me. My dosage instructions are handwritten on a sticky attached to the first box. Swallowing down the pills, I sit back and stare at the ceiling waiting for the nausea to subside.

I hear a roar coming from the flickering image and watch in horror as Jenson is fighting a transition to Asher. Jenson is still in his human form, but Asher's elongated jaw protrudes as he snaps at the skank, barely missing her throat. He is foaming at the mouth as he rages and bites at the homewrecker, hate glaring from his eyes.

Thanks to the soundproof offices, I don't think anyone else is aware of the conflict going on in Jenson's office. I look at the screen again, and Jenson has composed himself and is sitting at his desk. A very terrified-looking skank has backed against the wall, visibly panting while pressing a hand to her chest. I hear Jenson speak to her. "Sorry. My wolf disagrees, as you know. I need you to make me another batch of that tea to suppress him."

So that's how he does it. There's the proof that poor Asher is being drugged. I hope Asher finds peace. It tears at my heart to know that even though I can no longer stay with a cheating Jenson, my poor sweet Asher is stuck in that living hell. Jenson had better stop the abuse of Asher; if it continues, he may lose him, too. I push the record button on the device to save that scene for later; I may need it for backup.

This stops now. Even if just for a while, I will give Asher relief. I transfer a video feed access to my cell phone and close down the hologram. Rising to my feet, I open my office door and trot over to Jenson's office. I open his door without knocking and find Tracy collapsed on the floor in the corner with Jenson sitting at his desk gripping the arms of his charm for dear life. The slimeball hadn't even locked the door.

"What's going on here?" I ask stiffly, knowing full well what is going on.

Slimeball shakily replies, "Asher isn't happy with our guest."

"I would say not, poor Asher." I coo. Directing my thoughts and intents solely toward Asher, I approach Jenson and softly caress his shoulders and back. "My poor Asher. I am so sorry, I truly, truly am. I love you."

Jenson turns his head toward me, and I see Asher's soft golden eyes staring back at me, tears shimmering in their depths.

"Jenson, call for someone to take Ms. Vincent to the clinic for a check-up," I instruct. "We need to have a conversation."

"I am about to go into a meeting."

"It will wait." I insist. "You will make time for me." My Alpha aura envelops the room to the point where it even reaches skank, and she tilts her head right along with Jenson. This surprises me; Jenson is getting weaker. He glares at me angrily but still complies.

After Beta Ben comes to take skank down to medical, Jenson turns to me. "What's this about?"

"It is my understanding that Tracy Vincent drugged, used black magic on you, and then sexually assaulted you at the Alpha Conference three months ago. And now, she has shown up here to blame a pup on you that was conceived during the act of a crime." I pretend to go along with the lie. "I have no qualms about you getting custody of your pup, but she’ll be prosecuted for her crimes."

"Now, now, Charlie. Let's not go overboard."

"Overboard?" I huff. My acting skills are top-tier. "So, it's not true? You are telling me that she is your mistress?"

Jenson immediately throws it in reverse. "No! No! That's not what I said at all." His jaw begins working while his eyelids begin fluttering over his golden eyes. Yes, Asher is definitely trying to out Jenson.

"Then do it. I want a report filed with our lead enforcer, as well as with the pack where the attack occurred." I demand. "And, I want an arrest warrant for her to be incarcerated immediately and sent to headquarters for prosecution."

His mouth hangs open. Of course, he has never seen me use my Alpha power before, so he is shocked. I’ve always been submissive to him as my mate, my Alpha. But the gloves are off. If I can ease Asher's suffering, as well as my own for just a little while I will. I'm still not sure where we go from here, but at least Tracy Vincent's skank butt will be in a cell where she can't create more poison to subdue Asher.

"I-I..." He stutters.

"Unless there is something you are not telling me? Do you and that woman have some type of intimate relationship? Are you just lying to everyone about the assault?"

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