Jayceon returned to Shadow Mountain for three days and came back with a small, delicate Omega wolf named Malaysia. She was covered in scratches and bite marks, her body trembling with fear and exhaustion.
“I found her at the base of the mountain,” Jayceon explained, his voice calm but with a hint of urgency. “She was being attacked by a group of rogues. I couldn’t just leave her there. She’s been through enough already.”
As he spoke, Malaysia stepped forward, her eyes wide and pleading. She looked like a fragile flower, her beauty only heightened by her vulnerability.
I didn’t see any issue with her presence and suggested, “Let her stay in the Moonstone Mansion. She can assist with the household duties.”
Jayceon’s smile faltered, and he looked at me with disbelief. “Nora, you’ve always been compassionate. Malaysia’s an Omega—she’s already been through so much. If we make her work as a servant, she’ll only be bullied further.”
Malaysia leaned into him, her eyes welling with tears. “I’ve been pushed around my whole life. The Lycan Prince saved me, but now you want me to serve as your maid?”
I frowned, confused. “There are hundreds of Deltas and Omegas in the Moonstone Pack. Are you saying they’re all being mistreated?”
“Besides,” I continued, “you saved her. Shouldn’t she have a proper place here?”
Malaysia dropped to her knees before me, her voice trembling. “Lady Nora, I know my status is low, but I understand the value of gratitude. The Lycan Prince saved my life, and I’m willing to serve him without asking for anything in return. All I want is to repay his kindness.”
I finally understood what they were hinting at and turned to Jayceon with a sharp smile. “What’s your plan then?”
He avoided my gaze, his tone awkward. “Nora, Malaysia has nowhere else to go. Just let her stay with us…”
“I’ve already said she can stay. She can assist with the household duties.”
“Unless,” I added, my voice icy, “you’re planning to take her as your mate?”
Jayceon’s eyes lit up, oblivious to the warning in my tone. “You’re okay with that? I knew you’d understand. Your mother accepted Marisol, so I’m sure you’ll get along with Malaysia too.”
“Nora, you know you’re the only one in my heart. This is just a formality—a way to give Malaysia a place where she can feel safe and secure. You won’t mind, will you?”
Malaysia looked up at me, her expression filled with gratitude. “Lady Nora, everyone says you’re the daughter of the Alpha King. Just like him, you’re generous and understanding. I’m truly in awe of your kindness.”
I stayed silent. They had already made their decision, and now they were painting me as the magnanimous one.
Jayceon wrapped an arm around Malaysia’s waist, lifting her gently. “Your injuries are still healing. You shouldn’t be kneeling for so long.”
Malaysia gazed up at him, her eyes shining with devotion. “For the Lycan Prince, I’d endure anything.”
I watched their display of affection with a cold detachment, my heart slowly turning to ice.
So, this was how he repaid my trust—by bringing another wolf into our home under the guise of compassion.
Before I could respond, Jayceon added, “It’s late, and Malaysia needs rest. I’ll take her to her room. You should get some sleep too, Nora.”
He carried Malaysia into the Moonstone Mansion, not even sparing me a glance.
I stood frozen at the entrance, waiting for him to remember. Tonight was the full moon. My blood would boil, my body would ache, and I would be consumed by pain. For years, Jayceon had been by my side during these nights, using his Alpha aura to soothe my suffering.
But tonight, he was too preoccupied with Malaysia’s injuries, too concerned about the late hour, to remember my pain.
I looked up at the sign above the mansion—*Moonstone Mansion*. He had built this place for me, calling it our sanctuary. But now, it housed someone else. The moon still shone brightly, but his heart had already drifted away.
If that was the case, why should I hold on any longer?
