The Crippled Wife They Tried to Erase - Chapter 17: Chapter 17
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I stepped closer, my voice steady and unshakable. "Your hold over me is gone. No more power, no more authority, and certainly no right to talk down to me. I'm done being your target, done letting you treat me like I'm nothing. You can stay trapped in your twisted little world, but you'll never break me again."
Her lips parted, then snapped shut—like a fish gasping for air. For the first time ever, she had no sharp comeback, no venomous jab. Just silence. She stared at me, eyes burning with fury, as if sheer hatred alone could wound me.
But it couldn't.
Not anymore.
I took a deliberate step back, tilting my chin up with a cold smirk. "You might want to focus on cleaning up your son's mess instead of wasting your breath on me. At least then, you'd be doing something useful."
I didn't wait for a reply. Turning on my heel, I walked away—my pulse hammering, but my chest lighter than it had been in years. No more swallowing her poison. No more letting her strip me down.
She could hate me all she wanted. She wasn't my burden anymore.
Coming back to the Silver Crescent Pack as Alpha and Luna felt surreal, like stepping into a dream I'd never dared to believe in. Zephyr stood beside me, solid and unwavering, his presence alone radiating quiet strength. And for the first time, I truly belonged. The pack's cheers roared around us as we pledged them peace, unity, and a future free from the shadows of the past.
But nothing compared to Lilith sprinting toward me, her tiny arms outstretched. "Mommy!" she cried, crashing into me without hesitation. She clung to my neck, her warmth seeping into my bones, and when she pulled back, her big eyes searched mine. "You're my real mommy now, right?"
I kissed her forehead, tears spilling free. "Forever and always, sweetheart."
Life finally settled into something whole. Days melted into weeks as Zephyr and I rebuilt the pack, stitching trust back together piece by piece. Lilith was our little spark of joy—her laughter infectious, her questions endless. And every time she called me "Mommy," my heart threatened to burst.
Then, one evening, as the sun bled gold and pink across the sky, Zephyr led me to the sacred grove. His grip was warm, his silence heavy with something unspoken. When we stopped, he turned to me, his gaze so intense it stole my breath.
"Lyra," he murmured, sinking to one knee. "You've been my strength, my partner, my heart. You've survived hell and came out fiercer than ever." He lifted a ring—a silver band crowned with a crescent moon and twin stars, for us and Lilith. "Marry me. Let's make this family official."
I was sobbing before he finished. "Yes," I choked out, then louder, "Yes!"
Our wedding was pure magic. The entire pack gathered under the moonlight, howling their approval as we vowed ourselves to each other. Lilith scattered petals like a tiny whirlwind of joy, and when Zephyr kissed me—sealing us as husband and wife—the night erupted in celebration.
Months later, our family grew. Twins—a boy and a girl—curled in our arms while Lilith proudly declared herself "the best big sister." Zephyr cradled them both like they were his entire world, his smile brighter than I'd ever seen.
And as I looked around—at my pack, my children, my husband—I realized every wound, every betrayal, had led me here. To love. To strength. To peace.
I wasn't the shattered woman Xavier and Celeste had tried to destroy.
I was a Luna. A mother. A fighter.
And finally—finally—I was happy.
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Her lips parted, then snapped shut—like a fish gasping for air. For the first time ever, she had no sharp comeback, no venomous jab. Just silence. She stared at me, eyes burning with fury, as if sheer hatred alone could wound me.
But it couldn't.
Not anymore.
I took a deliberate step back, tilting my chin up with a cold smirk. "You might want to focus on cleaning up your son's mess instead of wasting your breath on me. At least then, you'd be doing something useful."
I didn't wait for a reply. Turning on my heel, I walked away—my pulse hammering, but my chest lighter than it had been in years. No more swallowing her poison. No more letting her strip me down.
She could hate me all she wanted. She wasn't my burden anymore.
Coming back to the Silver Crescent Pack as Alpha and Luna felt surreal, like stepping into a dream I'd never dared to believe in. Zephyr stood beside me, solid and unwavering, his presence alone radiating quiet strength. And for the first time, I truly belonged. The pack's cheers roared around us as we pledged them peace, unity, and a future free from the shadows of the past.
But nothing compared to Lilith sprinting toward me, her tiny arms outstretched. "Mommy!" she cried, crashing into me without hesitation. She clung to my neck, her warmth seeping into my bones, and when she pulled back, her big eyes searched mine. "You're my real mommy now, right?"
I kissed her forehead, tears spilling free. "Forever and always, sweetheart."
Life finally settled into something whole. Days melted into weeks as Zephyr and I rebuilt the pack, stitching trust back together piece by piece. Lilith was our little spark of joy—her laughter infectious, her questions endless. And every time she called me "Mommy," my heart threatened to burst.
Then, one evening, as the sun bled gold and pink across the sky, Zephyr led me to the sacred grove. His grip was warm, his silence heavy with something unspoken. When we stopped, he turned to me, his gaze so intense it stole my breath.
"Lyra," he murmured, sinking to one knee. "You've been my strength, my partner, my heart. You've survived hell and came out fiercer than ever." He lifted a ring—a silver band crowned with a crescent moon and twin stars, for us and Lilith. "Marry me. Let's make this family official."
I was sobbing before he finished. "Yes," I choked out, then louder, "Yes!"
Our wedding was pure magic. The entire pack gathered under the moonlight, howling their approval as we vowed ourselves to each other. Lilith scattered petals like a tiny whirlwind of joy, and when Zephyr kissed me—sealing us as husband and wife—the night erupted in celebration.
Months later, our family grew. Twins—a boy and a girl—curled in our arms while Lilith proudly declared herself "the best big sister." Zephyr cradled them both like they were his entire world, his smile brighter than I'd ever seen.
And as I looked around—at my pack, my children, my husband—I realized every wound, every betrayal, had led me here. To love. To strength. To peace.
I wasn't the shattered woman Xavier and Celeste had tried to destroy.
I was a Luna. A mother. A fighter.
And finally—finally—I was happy.
END
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