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My mate's got this she-wolf in his pack circle who's been gvnning for me since day one. We all went on a trip together. She was supposed to book everyone's travel - but somehow "forgot" mine. She cried her eyes out apologizing. My mate told me to just let it go. At our mating ceremony reception, she "accidentally" smashed cake all over my face during one of those stupid games. She said it was all in good fun. My mate told me to stop being so uptight. I rubbed my pregnant belly - my pup kicking inside - and laid down the line. "One more time and we're done." After my mate finally snapped at her, she chilled out. Until our daughter's first birthday party, when she stood there squinting at my baby's face like something was off. "How come she doesn't look like you at all? Bro, are you sure she's even yours?" My mate's wolf surged. He threw her out immediately. Right when I thought he was finally on my side, that he'd actually cut her off for good - That night, I saw this post blow up: [Daughter just turned 1. Bro said she doesn't look like me. Think my mate's cheating. What do I do?] Comment: If you're not gonna get a paternity test, then I guess you're fine raising some other wolf's pup. Enjoy the humiliation. OP's reply: I've thought about getting a test, but if my mate finds out, she'll reject me. I don't want that. The comments were brutal. People called him a spineless omega. A cuckold. A complete pup. Others called him out for trusting his pack sister over his own mate. Comment: You keep calling them your "bro" like they actually want what's best for you. They're miserable - they want to see you crash and bvrn. OP's reply: No way. We all grew up in the same pack territory. Why are you assuming the worst about my friend, just like my mate does? Some people gave him advice. Comment: Just secretly take a few of your daughter's hairs and get a test done. If she's yours, pretend nothing happened. If she's not, blow it all up and reject her. At my daughter's first birthday party, my mate Samuel Harrington's pick-me "friend" Poppy had just stirred the pot by saying our daughter wasn't his. That same night, this post shows up. And the OP's daughter? Also one year old. Plus, every time I told Samuel that his pack - especially Poppy - was deliberately messing with us and trying to drive a wedge between us, he'd say I was being paranoid and making them out to be rogues. And the OP? Same IP as us. I was convinced. The OP had to be Samuel. I looked over at him, fast asleep next to me, mumbling something in his dreams. My wolf whined low in my ch//est. Hurt and rage crashed over me like a wave. I grabbed his phone and unlocked it, went through everything - but there was no trace of this post. Then I checked his chats with the pack. Nothing suspicious. Maybe... it wasn't him? The anger inside me cooled just a little. My claws slowly retracted. The next morning, Samuel got up early like always to take care of our daughter. So gentle. So loving. His wolf nuzzled her tiny hand. Relief washed over me. Maybe the post really was just a coincidence. But then, as I walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of pup food, I saw him pulling at our daughter's hair. "What are you doing?!" I rushed over, shoved him away, and scooped her up. A low growl escaped my throat. Samuel looked stunned. "Babe, what's wrong?" My eyes bvrned gold. "Why were you pulling her fur?" "You mean this?" He held out his hand. There was a tiny bug in his palm. "Some pest landed on her head. I was just trying to get it off." He looked hurt: "Why would you think I was pulling her hair? And why are you freaking out?" Guilt hit me hard. My wolf tucked her tail. I'd misread the whole thing. "I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to hurt her." Samuel didn't push it after that. He just let out a soft sigh and shifted back to human form. That afternoon, after I put our daughter down for a nap, I opened X again. That post had been updated. [I tried to pull some of my daughter's hair today and my mate almost caught me. Thank the Moon I played it cool and she didn't suspect anything. Give me another idea, guys.] My wolf went absolutely feral inside me. Everything went black. I almost collapsed right there. Now I was sure. The one who made that post WAS Samuel. No way there were that many coincidences. I didn't care about anything else anymore. I wanted to storm in there, shove the post in his face, drag him and our pup to get a paternity test - then reject him on the spot. But then I saw another reply. Comment: Yo, I saw you're in LA too. I got a friend who works at a private lab - can get you results fast. DM me and I'll hook you up. Don't let yourself raise another wolf's pup. OP's reply: Nah. I'm in NY. Just DMed you. We live in Buffalo. So this OP was only in the same state - not the same pack territory. I almost accused Samuel for nothing. Thank the Moon I saw that reply in time. If I'd confronted him without proof, the lack of trust would've destroyed everything between us. Back when we were courting, Samuel always said the most important thing between us was trust. In college, he made plans with Poppy and the pack guys to go on a beach run - didn't tell me until right before they left. I already hated how he and Poppy were always so close. Always telling her things first. Like I was the outsider instead of his chosen mate. So yeah, I was pissed. I went to the airport with him anyway - and found out Poppy never even booked me a ticket. She cried and apologized. "I'm so sorry. I'm just used to booking six tickets. I didn't even realize I was one short." But I knew. She did it on purpose. My wolf showed in my eyes. Samuel's pack brothers started calling me petty and dramatic. Even Samuel tried to smooth it over. "She's just careless. Don't be mad. I'll stay with you." His friends turned on him, calling him whipped. Samuel stood there, stuck. I laughed bitterly to myself but kept my face calm. "Go. I'm not mad." Samuel kept asking if I was really okay, all the way up to boarding. The second that plane took off, I blocked him. Blocked all of them. Left him with one message: You and Poppy have fun. That same night, Samuel flew back on a red-eye. Showed up at the pack house looking completely unhinged, begging me to forgive him. I ignored him. So he threatened to jump off a bridge. I finally went to see him at the pack clinic. Lying on the bed, he swore the beach trip was supposed to be a surprise. "Poppy said she-wolves like surprises." He promised he'd keep his distance from her from now on. So I took him back. That day, he held me and cried. "No matter what happens, you have to trust me. If you don't trust me, I'd rather be dead." After that, he really did keep his distance from Poppy. That's the only reason I agreed to be his mate. Relief flooded through me. I'd almost destroyed the trust between us over nothing. Out of guilt, I decided to let the pack nanny watch our pup tonight and take Samuel out on a date. I texted him, then went to the closet to pick out outfits - one for me, one for him. But when I opened his sock drawer, I found something I'd never seen before. A second phone. The password hadn't changed. I unlocked it and immediately searched for X - found it, opened the account, saw that same post, that same username. My wolf's mind went completely blank. Before I even realized it, tears were streaming down my face. A low, broken whine escaped my throat. I forced them back and opened his DMs - there it was, the chat with the guy who said he could fast-track the test results. [Actually, I'm in Buffalo. How fast can you get the results?] I closed X and went through the entire phone. Turns out, he had so many secret accounts I didn't know about. On one of his messaging apps, he had a group chat with his pack brothers called We Love Poppy Forever. In it, Poppy kept trying to defend herself. [I swear I didn't mean to say it in front of everyone. Can you explain that to her for me?] [She's never liked me. Now she's gonna hate me even more.] The other guys backed her up, telling Samuel not to blame her. Samuel didn't reply for a while. Then Poppy said: [But seriously, we've been pack for years. I'm looking out for you. That pup really doesn't look like you.] [I don't want you getting played. Imagine raising the pup for years and then finding out she's not yours and your mate was cheating the whole time.] Samuel just replied with two words: Shut up. And then stopped responding. Right after that, he posted on X. I scrolled up. There were photos of them all at a club together. She-wolves draped all over Samuel. So all those times he said he was "busy at work" - he was busy partying with Poppy and picking up she-wolves. I actually laughed out loud. My wolf growled, but it came out bitter. It was so absurd it was almost funny. I opened his TikTok next. Poppy had been sending him thirst trap videos constantly. [Way hotter than your boring mate, right? When's the last time she looked like THAT?] [Bro, I'm giving you my best stuff here and you're still gonna ignore me?] Samuel replied: Get lost. But Poppy kept messaging him anyway. I scrolled up. She'd been sending him videos like this almost every day. And every single one showed that he'd watched it. Every message, every video, every lie - it all hit me at once. I dropped the phone and sank to the floor. My ch//est was so tight I couldn't breathe. My wolf curled up inside me, whimpering. So this whole time, Samuel had been putting on a show with Poppy. Their closeness never stopped. Not even once. All his talk about love. About trust. About not lying to each other. All of it was a lie. For years, he and Poppy and the rest of them had been watching me play the fool. Nausea crawled up my throat. I dragged myself off the floor just as I heard the nanny's voice outside. "Ma'am's in the bedroom." The door opened. Samuel walked in, grinning. "Babe, I took the day off. Where do you wanna go?" His smile died the second he saw my pale face. My wolf's eyes must have been showing. "What's wrong?" He reached out to wipe my tears. I je//rked away and looked at him with pure disgust. I picked up the phone, opened the post, and held it up to his face. "So. Did you get the paternity test done yet?"

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