Upon hearing those words, I paused on the staircase and turned to face the Alpha I had loved for so many years. This wasn’t the first time I had gazed at him with such intensity over the past seven years, but it would be the last.
When I first arrived in the Silverclaw Pack, I swallowed my pride, pursuing him tirelessly for seven long years. As an Omega, I was seen as unworthy of an Alpha’s attention, let alone his mate bond. People called me an opportunist, shameless even, but I never gave up. Eventually, I won him over, and we completed the mate bond. We had a wonderful time together as mates. During thunderstorms, he’d hold me close and hum a soothing melody to calm my fears. When members of the pack would try to bring up my past to ridicule me, he would use his Alpha tone to silence them without hesitation.
Back then, I truly believed we could continue like this forever. But then Bianca returned, severed from her mate bond and with a pup, after enduring abuse from her former pack. And everything changed.
Initially, I sympathized with Bianca’s situation, feeling sorry for her trusting the wrong mate. Out of kindness, I decided to bake some cookies for her pup, Lylah. I even asked Bianca if Lylah had any allergies, just to be safe, and she assured me there were none. However, when I offered the cookies to Lylah, she took just one bite and immediately broke out in red welts, crying hysterically.
Right there, Bianca fell to her knees, crying and pleading, “I know you have issues with us, but please, take it out on me. The pup is innocent; she’s so young…”
I was in shock, struggling to process what she meant until Alpha Theo suddenly slapped me, jolting me back to reality.
“Faye, how could you be so heartless? Lylah is just a pup!”
Stunned and in pain, I tried to explain, but Alpha Theo looked at me with disdain, shoving me aside before picking up Lylah and storming out.
From that moment on, he started siding with Bianca and her pup, ignoring me and viewing me as the villain. No matter what I did, he believed I was out to harm them. Meanwhile, Bianca kept up a façade of gentle innocence while secretly mocking and undermining me.
Even her pup, barely five years old, would make faces and spit at me when Alpha Theo wasn’t around, calling me a "wicked she-wolf" and accusing me of stealing her father.
That’s when I realized Bianca and her pup were trying to push me away and take my place as Luna. I tried telling Alpha Theo, but he never believed me.
When I suffered severe complications during childbirth, he chose to believe Bianca’s fabricated kidnapping story and left me alone on the cold medical table. If Lyric, a rogue wolf, hadn’t shown up in time, I might not have survived. My body was still weak from the hemorrhage, and Alpha Theo took advantage of my bedrest to secretly take our pup, who had just celebrated her 100th day. By the time I got there, she was already pale and lifeless, covered by a swarm of insects.
Heartbroken, I asked him why he did it. His reason? Because Lylah was severely depressed and found joy only in seeing insects cover the pup’s body.
It’s absurd and tragic! Even a wild wolf won’t harm its own pup, yet Alpha Theo tortured his own child for a stranger’s sake. I thought I would break down and cry hysterically, but in reality, all that remained was a silent despair.
Now, I no longer have the strength to argue. I averted my eyes, nodding numbly, “Then let her be Luna of the Silverclaw Pack.”
