Lycia’s POV
I awoke in the pack’s healing den. After being rescued by my trusted omega and brought to the edge.
White ceilings and the scent of herbs greeted me. But that wasn’t the first thing I felt.
My stomach.
Piercing pain, not just a regular wound. Then the memory hit me clearly.
I was pregnant. Three months. The little wolf cub of Alpha Ravien.
I had kept it a secret from him. As a surprise that no longer mattered. After the kidnapping, the healer had said my fetus was still alive—though weak. But now…
This pain was different. And my heart knew. Fear consumed me entirely.
Until the healer came to my room.
“You’re awake, Luna?” Her voice was gentle, but her eyes couldn’t hide the sorrow. “Your wolf’s condition is extremely weak due to the water that entered your body.”
She paused briefly. Her breath was heavy. “I’m sorry… the wolf cub didn’t survive.”
The world collapsed in silence.
I didn't scream.
But my tears fell instantly—unable to stop them. My heart shattered into pieces.
That child... the only part of Alpha Ravien that didn't hurt me. I had dreamed of becoming a mother for five years. The only thing that kept me going even as the world rejected me.
And even now, it was taken from me. Not by fate. But by Ravien himself. He was the one who pushed me into the sea.
My body trembled, even my wolf had gone numb.
This betrayal was too deep.
I wonder if the bond between me and Alpha Ravien still exists—just to make sure he feels my pain too. But an omega said he’s still busy celebrating Irene’s birthday party. My parents too.
Moon goddess, what kind of painful fate is this?
Enough. That’s the last time I’ll let them touch my conscience.
A few days after recovering, when my body was strong enough to stand, I left. I walked along the quiet path toward the oldest legal advisor’s house.
Elder Seraphine looked at me as I entered. She had the ability to read souls, to sense the wounds of a wolf who had recently lost someone. But she waited until I spoke first.
“I want to sever my bond with Alpha Ravien,” I said softly but firmly. “And remove my name from the Drakara Pack's lineage.”
Seraphine bowed her head slowly.
“Living without a pack... means living without protection. You'll automatically lose everything. Bonds, family name, honor.”
“That's the point,” my voice trembled. Not out of fear. But remembering all the betrayals that had occurred. “I don't want to think twice.”
Not after everything had been so torturous.
Elder Seraphine said nothing more. She simply nodded, respecting my decision. Then she began the ritual.
As our bond was severed, my body felt as though it were being torn apart from within.
My spine felt like it was being forcibly pulled, the pain piercing my chest, and my head throbbing as if invisible claws were tearing it apart.
The wolf within me roared again—not because it had lost its mate, but because it had been released from the chains that had long tormented it.
I collapsed onto the stone floor, cold sweat soaking my back.
Elder Seraphine stared at me without saying a word. She knew the pain would only last a moment. What tormented longer were the memories.
When I stood up, I felt lighter. The air in my lungs felt foreign—but fresh. More free. Like the first time I lived.
As I exited the legal advisor’s house, an Omega rushed over, handing me a scroll. “Luna, I finally found you.”
I looked at him warily. “Don’t tell anyone you saw me here.”
“Alright, Luna.”
I quickly read the letter.
From my father.
[Do you always not know how to come home? We heard you left the healing room but didn’t return to the pack. Stop acting like you’re still a little wolf. There’s something we need to discuss. Come home immediately if you don’t want your name struck from the Drakara pack.]
I chuckled. Bitterly.
Father, you're too late. You all threaten me with that excuse too often. As if you truly want me to leave. Now, I've made it happen myself.
My father's words still pierce my soul. Deeply. But I calmly relayed the message to the omega.
“Tell them I'll be back soon.”
The omega nodded respectfully, then left.
The sky began to darken as I stood at the end of the rocky path.
Only three days remained before Louis came to pick me up and take me away from the Drakara pack. It was enough time to settle everything.
I would endure it with them. Pack my belongings and arrange my final smile.
I thought I wouldn't bring anything. But my steps faltered as memories of the past slowly crept back.
After Irene disappeared, I suddenly became the beloved child. I was considered her replacement. Suddenly I was hugged, praised, and considered valuable. And I... I accepted it all. Because at that time I was still hungry for affection.
What I remember most: that night of the snowstorm.
My body was trembling when I was found. And my mother—who was usually cold—ran through the hailstorm, hugging me as if afraid of losing me. She cried, wrapped me in a woolen blanket, kissed my forehead with fear.
“Don’t leave us…”
That was when I felt loved. Maybe the only time. Because after Irene returned, everything went back to normal. I was neglected. Losing everything, including Ravien, who betrayed me.
I held the bracelet in my hand. The pale blue gemstone was from when I worked as a teenager. It was the only thing of value.
Thinking of my parents, my heart felt strange. Not longing. But... a kind of respect. For the version of them who once loved me.
I sold the bracelet. And with the money, I bought a small gift—not expensive. But enough.
Not because they deserved it…
But because I needed to close this chapter peacefully.
A final memory of the daughter who was no longer wanted.
Because after this, they will never find me again.
