My Alpha divorced me without even knowing I had lost our baby.
One day, he simply called me in, divorce papers laid out before me, with his other woman—Sophia Thompson—smirking by his side.
When I told him about our baby, he didn’t care. Instead, he looked relieved… even happy, because now, there was “nothing left tying us together.”
What hurt the most? Sophia was pregnant. And they dared to call her child the “replacement” of the one I miscarried.
He stripped me of my title, ordered me to leave Sunray Pack, and cast me aside like an abandoned Luna.
But when my brother finally found me after years and brought me home, fate had its own plan. Who would have thought that the same Alpha who betrayed me would one day fall to his knees, begging—
“Please, come back to me, Eve.”
But it was far too late… because by then, I had already found my fated mate.
Evelyn’s POV
It was never easy to run away.
Not after my family—my clan—was destroyed. The Lockheart name had once been whispered with respect across the territories, known for our bloodline’s unique gift. But when our wolf clan was accused of treachery, the wolves banished us.
My parents didn’t survive the slaughter that followed. They were killers, they said. Rebels. I still remember the night their blood stained the dirt, the cries of my wolf begging me to fight, while my human side dragged me to survive. I ran, stumbling through forest and fog until my lungs burned. My brother found me for one last embrace before he disappeared into another city to hide. I never saw him again. Not until recently.
I was alone. Hunted. A wolf without a pack.
Until I met him.
Alpha Leo Owens of Sunray Pack. His eyes had shone like fire under the moonlight when he found me near the borders. I thought he would kill me then, deliver me to the wolves who still thirsted for Lockheart blood. But he didn’t. He looked at me, and I felt it, our bond snapping into place like destiny itself had intervened.
He took me in. He mated with me. He married me. For five years, I lived not as a banished orphan, but as Luna of Sunray Pack. His mate. His equal.
Or so I thought.
Now, here I sat across from him, trembling, my wolf whimpering as the witch prepared her ritual.
The Alpha’s office, once my place of safety, had turned into a tribunal. Alpha Leo sat tall, cold, his jaw tight as stone. Sophia Thompson was beside him, her posture demure but her eyes smug, as though she had already won. She wore the dress he had given me as a gift for our anniversary—the very fabric that was supposed to symbolize our years together.
And me? I sat broken, weak. Still reeling from the miscarriage that had gutted me only days ago, my body frail, my spirit hollow. The healers had begged me to rest, to recover. But Leo had demanded I come. “You must face me,” he had said.
Now I understood why.
The witch’s voice cut through the silence. “Once the bond is severed, she descends from Luna’s place. She must leave Sunray Pack.”
Leave. As if the home I had given my heart to was just a borrowed den.
Alpha Leo didn’t flinch. Didn’t even blink.
I tried to hold his gaze. “Alpha… after everything… you would do this?”
His eyes flicked to me. Cold. Final. “It’s better this way. You can’t give me anything worthy, Eve. Sophia can.”
Worthy… What was deemed worthy, anyway?
My wolf snarled at his words, but inside, I shattered. Was it because I had failed to manifest my family’s powers, the Lockheart gift that he expected would awaken in me? Was it because I was weak? Because I had lost the pup we both longed for?
I had asked myself these questions a thousand times since Sophia arrived months ago. Maybe this was the answer.
The witch turned to me. “If you resist, Alpha Leo will take everything—even your child.”
My lips trembled as I whispered, “I lost the baby days ago.” My voice broke, and for the first time, the witch’s chant faltered.
But Alpha Leo only shifted in his seat, his jaw tightening, his eyes averting. He said nothing. Not even a word of comfort.
I smiled sadly then, a hollow sound escaping me, half chuckle, half sob. “Do it,” I told the witch. Even though my soul screamed no.
She began.
The chanting filled the air, heavy and suffocating. My chest seized as the magic wrapped around my heart. Then came the tearing—excruciating, unholy. The bond. Our bond. It burned like fire, pulling at every memory, every kiss, every night under the stars. I saw flashes, his smile when we first kissed, the warmth of his arms, the promises whispered into my neck.
All ripped away.
“Ahhh!” I screamed, clawing at my chest, my nails breaking skin. It was agony beyond anything I had ever known. I thought I would die. Part of me wished I did.
Then darkness.
When I woke, the office was empty. They had left me there, collapsed on the floor, discarded like trash. No one stayed. No one cared.
Tears blurred my vision as I dragged myself out, stumbling back to the packhouse where I had lived as Luna. Our room still smelled of him. Still carried our mingled wolf scents. The candles I used to light stood melted, abandoned.
But it wasn’t ours anymore.
Boxes lined the corner, my name scrawled across them. A letter waited on the bed.
Evelyn,
Find another place to stay. Sophia is uncomfortable with you under the same roof. All wealth, all assets remain mine. You have no share.
—Leo
My hand shook as I read. He had stripped me of everything.
I sank to the floor, my chest hollow, my wolf keening inside me. My family was gone. My mate had abandoned me. I was nothing again. A banished wolf.
And then I saw it, the bottle on the nightstand. Wolfsbane. Poison meant for Leo’s enemies. But wasn’t I his enemy now?
I picked it up, the glass cool and heavy in my hand. My wolf whimpered, conflicted. But the thought of silence, of peace from this endless ache… it called to me.
I sat on the bed, clutching the bottle, my breath shallow. My fingers twisted at the cork.
Then… warmth. A hand closed over mine.
I gasped and looked up.
“Evelyn.”
It was him. Alpha Leo. But not the cold stranger from earlier. His eyes burned with worry, his face softened with the warmth I remembered from years ago. The Leo who had saved me at the border, who had smiled at me like I was his destiny.
“Alpha…” My voice cracked, tears spilling down my cheeks.
“What are you planning?” His voice was low, urgent, as he pried the wolfsbane from my grip.
My chest heaved. “You ended it,” I rasped. “You ended us. You let her take my place. You killed me, Alpha.”
His brows furrowed, confusion flickering across
“Tell me why,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Why am I not your Luna anymore?”
But then, the Alpha Leo beside me, the five-years-younger-Leo, the one who promised to stay—also vanished into the thin air.
