Chapter 1

• Tabitha's POV
• The very day I found out that my life was about to end, Alpha Derek Greenwood, my husband, was staying with another she-wolf.
• "I have some bad news, Tabitha..."
• I was lying in the hospital bed when Orson Romero came in with my medical report.
• I was just about to ask Orson what happened when a sharp pain shot through my abdomen.
• My father's pack was attacked by rogue wolves. All I remember before blacking out was a massive rogue wolf lunging at me, its claws swinging, and then its sharp talons tearing into my abdomen.
• Dad's business was slow, so I came home for a visit. That was when the rogues raided the Silver Moon Pack all of a sudden.
• They were extremely cruel and savage.
• Fortunately, the other pack members escaped serious harm. Only Dad's head and my abdomen were wounded.
• I had expected a swift recovery, but to my surprise, I found myself getting weaker.
• Snapping back to reality, I looked up at Orson and asked, "Is there something wrong with me?"
• Orson was the doctor for the Red Moon Pack and my classmate from werewolf school.
• "I'm sorry, the baby... didn't make it," he said hesitantly.
• His words took my breath away. I hadn’t even realized there was a tiny life growing inside me, let alone expected it to leave me so soon.
• "W...What?"
• My mate, Alpha Derek, had always wanted an heir. I never thought we already had one.
• "NO... He didn’t even get to see the world..."
• Orson stayed silent in the face of my sorrow and pain, clearly unsure how to comfort me.
• He opened his mouth wordlessly, as if debating whether to say what was on his mind next.
• After a moment, once I had calmed down a little, he finally spoke.
• "Your abdominal wound isn't healing as it should. For a werewolf, even serious injuries start patching up in about three days," Orson told me, his expression grave.
• "Well, can't give you a concrete answer on that one. You gotta have a thorough check-up once you're admitted. And I needa snag a sample from that wound for testing. Your wolf's hanging on by a thread, might be the wolfsbane doing a number on it. If things go on like this, you could be in real danger," Orson explained. "I'll get you admitted pronto.
• "No. Dad's out cold, and I can't just up and vanish." I turned him down.
• Orson tried to say more, but I cut in, "Keep this under wraps, okay? I don't want my family freaking out."
• "Alright. I'll zip it. Hey, you're the pack's Luna, right? Stick close to your mate, that'll help," he reassured me.
• I gave a bitter smile upon hearing what he said. Having no intention of continuing this topic, I strode out of the hospital.
• Since the Silver Moon Pack was attacked, I had been busy. It had been a month since I last saw Derek.
• Looking back, things were peachy when I first became Derek's Luna.
• However, after that rogue, Daphne Sutton, showed up, he had been so cold to me.
• Walking out of the hospital, I got a dull ache in my abdomen.
• Just when I was about to call Derek, my chest was seized with pain as if something was gnawing at me from within.
• I collapsed, clutching my chest, unable to withstand the agony.
• A nurse dashed out of the hospital and helped me settle by the flower bed.
• "Ma'am, are you alright?" she asked with concern.
• "I'll manage. Just a bit of chest pain," I whispered, barely catching my breath.
• "What kind of pain is it?" the nurse asked cautiously. "Like something's gnawing at you?"
• "How do you know?" I looked up at her in astonishment, forgetting about the pain.
• The nurse's eyes showed pity.
• She told me in a low voice, "Werewolves don't suffer from heart diseases. That's for humans. If your heart aches, it means your mate's breaking your mate bond."
• She didn't explain what kind of behavior could break the mate bond.
• Yet I already knew what she meant. Derek was with another woman.
• He had always been by Daphne's side after she showed up, yet this was the first time I felt a heartache.
• What were they doing now?
• The thought tormented me.
• Ignoring the nurse's advice, I stood up and stumbled away.
• Through the mate connection between our wolves, I sensed Derek's location.
• Enduring the pain, I reached the Black Thorn Pack's border.
• As I supported myself with a tree, I saw that Derek and Daphne were sitting side by side on the grass, her head resting on his shoulder.
• Not far away, a boy was frolicking with joy.
• The scene stung me, my numb heart aching again.
• My mate, Alpha Derek, was cheating with a rogue after I lost our baby and got seriously hurt.
• All those happy times we had after we became mates now felt like a cruel joke.
• I steadied my breath, stepping forward.
• "Alpha Derek, let's divorce." My icy voice shattered the serene, wonderful scene.
• Daphne turned around hesitantly and let out a soft scream, covering her mouth.
• Then she looked at Derek nervously.
• Derek slowly rose to his feet, fixing his cold gaze at me. "Not until I reject you first. Since when do you call the shots?"
• "Fine. I'll agree as long as the settlement satisfies me," I replied, pretending that I didn't give a damn.
• "Now I see why you wanna divorce me. So it's all about money, huh?" Derek sneered.
• Dad's pack was on thin ice due to his failing business. And he was in a coma now.
• I desperately needed funds to help the Silver Moon Pack out.
• However, I didn't feel like explaining to Derek. I was just exhausted today.
• So, I just stood in situ and answered softly, "Don't worry. I'm not asking for much. For an Alpha who betrayed his mate, it's too light a punishment."
• Derek stepped closer, looming over me.
• He said icily, "Betrayed? Tabitha, you don't deserve to be my Luna at all."