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I bit down hard on my lip and opened the sixth video.
Cassian and Annabelle were laughing together.
In front of them lay...my unboren puppy.
The blade might as well have been cutting into my own flesh. My wolf howled in agony, the pain causing my stomach to cramp violently.
I couldn't hold back anymore, leaning over the bed rail as dry heaves wracked my body.
I didn't sleep that night, my wolf pacing restlessly in my mind as tears soaked through my hospital gown.
The next morning, Cassian brought me breakfast as usual—an elaborate spread he'd personally selected.
Pancakes, fresh fruit, coffee, pastries...
I'd once thought this was his way of showing love. Now I knew it was just thoughtless guilt, buying his way out of actually caring.
Remembering the videos, I dry heaved again.
Seeing my distress, Cassian's expression filled with concern:
"Still feeling sick? Damn it, this is all my fault. I hate seeing my mate like this."
"I'm fine. I want to go home."
Something flickered across Cassian's face—a moment of tension.
"You just lost another pup. My mother isn't... handling it well. If you go back to the pack house now, you'll just walk into a shitstorm. Maybe we should wait until things cool down."
I said nothing, but his expression told me everything I needed to know.
That afternoon, while he was gone, I packed my things and wheeled myself to the pack house.
I rolled through the front door to find Annabelle curled up in Cassian's lap, both of them cooing over a baby whose scent carried unmistakable traces of Graves bloodline.
Margaret emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of bone broth, personally feeding Annabelle spoonful by spoonful.
The three of them looked like the perfect family unit.
The moment Margaret caught my scent, her eyes flashed with her wolf's displeasure.
"Well, well. Look what crawled back to the den. You've got some nerve showing your face here after what you've done."
"My Alpha son treats you like a precious mate, and this is how you repay him? Another dead heir. You're cursed, and you're bringing that curse into our pack!"
"Annabelle is the one deserves to be Luna of the Moonvale Pack. Get out of my territory—you're poison to this pack."
Annabelle followed Margaret's gaze to me, her eyes glittering with the triumph:
"Luna Margaret, don't be so harsh. What if Evelyn gets upset and starts spreading lies about Alpha and me to the other packs?"
"Let her try. No pack leader gives a damn what a barren she-wolf has to say."
I knew Margaret had always despised me. She thought I was too headstrong for an Alpha's mate, too independent—that I'd challenge her son's authority instead of submitting properly.
Annabelle was everything she wanted: beautiful, submissive, making Cassian the center of her universe like a proper Luna should.
She'd only wanted Annabelle as her son's mate, but then Annabelle married into another pack, and I'd given up everything to be the perfect Alpha's mate.
Margaret had reluctantly accepted me into the pack.
But years of failed pregnancies had pushed her resentment to the breaking point.
Now that Annabelle was back—with Cassian's heir—Margaret felt free to unleash every bit of venom she'd been storing.
If only she knew that every one of those lost pups had been orchestrated by her beloved Alpha.
Every grandchild she'd mourned had been murdered by the woman she was now treating like precious pack treasure.
In the past, Cassian would have used his Alpha command to intervene. Now he sat there holding Annabelle's child, acting like he couldn't hear a word.
Annabelle nestled deeper into his arms:
"Cassian, you're paying more attention to the pup than to me. Your wolf is making mine jealous."
Cassian's expression melted with adoration as he nuzzled her neck, scenting her:
"You know you're my true mate. But look what I have for you."
I followed Annabelle's delighted gaze to a document on the coffee table: "Pack Territory Transfer Agreement."
"Oh my God, Cassian! You're giving me pack lands?"
She kissed the corner of his mouth, shooting me a triumphant look over his shoulder.
I smiled back coldly, my wolf finally going still in my mind.
Enjoy it while you can.
Soon enough, you and your precious Alpha will be crawling back to me, begging.
Cassian and Annabelle were laughing together.
In front of them lay...my unboren puppy.
The blade might as well have been cutting into my own flesh. My wolf howled in agony, the pain causing my stomach to cramp violently.
I couldn't hold back anymore, leaning over the bed rail as dry heaves wracked my body.
I didn't sleep that night, my wolf pacing restlessly in my mind as tears soaked through my hospital gown.
The next morning, Cassian brought me breakfast as usual—an elaborate spread he'd personally selected.
Pancakes, fresh fruit, coffee, pastries...
I'd once thought this was his way of showing love. Now I knew it was just thoughtless guilt, buying his way out of actually caring.
Remembering the videos, I dry heaved again.
Seeing my distress, Cassian's expression filled with concern:
"Still feeling sick? Damn it, this is all my fault. I hate seeing my mate like this."
"I'm fine. I want to go home."
Something flickered across Cassian's face—a moment of tension.
"You just lost another pup. My mother isn't... handling it well. If you go back to the pack house now, you'll just walk into a shitstorm. Maybe we should wait until things cool down."
I said nothing, but his expression told me everything I needed to know.
That afternoon, while he was gone, I packed my things and wheeled myself to the pack house.
I rolled through the front door to find Annabelle curled up in Cassian's lap, both of them cooing over a baby whose scent carried unmistakable traces of Graves bloodline.
Margaret emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of bone broth, personally feeding Annabelle spoonful by spoonful.
The three of them looked like the perfect family unit.
The moment Margaret caught my scent, her eyes flashed with her wolf's displeasure.
"Well, well. Look what crawled back to the den. You've got some nerve showing your face here after what you've done."
"My Alpha son treats you like a precious mate, and this is how you repay him? Another dead heir. You're cursed, and you're bringing that curse into our pack!"
"Annabelle is the one deserves to be Luna of the Moonvale Pack. Get out of my territory—you're poison to this pack."
Annabelle followed Margaret's gaze to me, her eyes glittering with the triumph:
"Luna Margaret, don't be so harsh. What if Evelyn gets upset and starts spreading lies about Alpha and me to the other packs?"
"Let her try. No pack leader gives a damn what a barren she-wolf has to say."
I knew Margaret had always despised me. She thought I was too headstrong for an Alpha's mate, too independent—that I'd challenge her son's authority instead of submitting properly.
Annabelle was everything she wanted: beautiful, submissive, making Cassian the center of her universe like a proper Luna should.
She'd only wanted Annabelle as her son's mate, but then Annabelle married into another pack, and I'd given up everything to be the perfect Alpha's mate.
Margaret had reluctantly accepted me into the pack.
But years of failed pregnancies had pushed her resentment to the breaking point.
Now that Annabelle was back—with Cassian's heir—Margaret felt free to unleash every bit of venom she'd been storing.
If only she knew that every one of those lost pups had been orchestrated by her beloved Alpha.
Every grandchild she'd mourned had been murdered by the woman she was now treating like precious pack treasure.
In the past, Cassian would have used his Alpha command to intervene. Now he sat there holding Annabelle's child, acting like he couldn't hear a word.
Annabelle nestled deeper into his arms:
"Cassian, you're paying more attention to the pup than to me. Your wolf is making mine jealous."
Cassian's expression melted with adoration as he nuzzled her neck, scenting her:
"You know you're my true mate. But look what I have for you."
I followed Annabelle's delighted gaze to a document on the coffee table: "Pack Territory Transfer Agreement."
"Oh my God, Cassian! You're giving me pack lands?"
She kissed the corner of his mouth, shooting me a triumphant look over his shoulder.
I smiled back coldly, my wolf finally going still in my mind.
Enjoy it while you can.
Soon enough, you and your precious Alpha will be crawling back to me, begging.
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