INICIAR SESIÓNI knew now was the right time to end it all, to save myself from this damned hellhole. There was no point in staying in this one-sided marriage anymore. Three years of misery was more than enough.
"Use the rope. I'll take your place in the room," Leila said.
"Thank you so much, Leila." I immediately took the rope that Leila had prepared a few days earlier.
I was the one who had asked for it, knowing Rhys would punish me after he found out I'd miscarried again. I climbed down and hobbled out, walking to the venue in my white dress with my bloody, open back showing.
I dragged my feet toward the hall, down the dark path beside the pack's garden. The sound of echoing music, laughter, and glass clinking filled the air. I was sure all the Alphas, Betas, and other high-ranking wolves were there, and some of them must have recognized me—my dad had so many friends back in the day. I hoped that one of them would want to rescue me from this hell.
After entering the hall from the unguarded side entrance, my attention instantly went to the front stage, where Rhys stood pridefully raising a crystal glass of champagne.
"Welcome, all my honored guests. It is a great honor for me, Rhys Glomarian, to host you on this blissful evening."
My eyes darted from Rhys to someone beside him, and I could feel my heart break and stop beating for a few seconds.
"Virgie..." I hissed as I glared at the person cradled on Rhys' arm—a gorgeous young blonde in a black mermaid dress.
She was Virginia Paraguz, my stepsister, who I despised to the core—someone who had been stealing my father's affections all along.
"This can't be..." I couldn't believe my eyes.
"So… I guess you all already know... my beloved wife, Summer, is very sick now," Rhys began to lie. Fuck him.
"After my father-in-law's departure, she suffered from severe depression."
"I can say she was mentally unstable, and from that day on, I, as her husband, had to try my best to find a treatment for her..." Rhys wiped away fake tears that fell from his eyes.
"Rhys is truly meant to be the leader of the Fang Forest Pack. Just look at the noble heart beating within him!" whispered one of the guests in the front row.
"I've spared no effort in seeking out the best doctors and psychiatrists for her physical and mental well-being. But alas, I have... failed..." Rhys' eyes clouded over with fake emotion.
Standing beside him, Luna Jocelyn delicately dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief.
"My daughter-in-law, already in critical condition, continues to inflict harm upon herself. She has made numerous attempts at taking her own life..." Luna Jocelyn's voice trembled with false sorrow.
"We are at our wits' end..." she confessed tearfully.
"Lord knows the trials Luna Jocelyn and her son have endured because of Beta Alfonzo's daughter. It has caused a significant delay in Alpha Rhys' long-awaited coronation as leader..."
As they spoke, all eyes turned towards the two figures at the center of attention, exchanging sympathetic glances.
"But I know I have more important duties than being sad because the Fang Forest Pack needs a leader!"
"For the sake of Fang Forest Pack's survival, I have taken my fated mate by my side, Virginia Paraguz!" As Rhys said this, all the guests applauded his finding his fated mate.
"She will soon become Fang Forest Pack's future Luna. And the other happy news is..." Rhys paused as he looked at Virginia lovingly.
"She is currently pregnant with our first pups. So you can all congratulate us," Rhys smiled widely as all the guests raised their glasses to celebrate his new wife-to-be and their future puppies.
"Let us toast to the recovery of my wife, too..."
"LIAR!!" My voice broke through the party noise, drawing all eyes to me.
"He and his mother are fucking liars!" I screamed as I pointed my finger at my husband and mother-in-law.
"You all look at me. Look what they did to me! They're torturing me and planning to get rid of me! I need your help!" I screamed as I spun around, but everyone moved away from me with disgusted looks.
"Oh, my Goddess!" Luna Jocelyn let out a loud squeal and immediately ran towards me.
"I'm so sorry, my daughter-in-law, she...she...is unstable," she said as she gripped my arm firmly.
"Darling, let's go back to your room, okay? You have to rest, sweetheart." Luna Jocelyn said in a soft tone.
"I don't want to!" I tried to break away.
"You must, or I'll make your life more than hell!" she hissed into my ear, emphasizing every word.
All the guests stared at me with disdainful looks. Meanwhile, I looked at them with desperation on my face, expecting one of them to be moved to save me from my husband's psychotic family.
But the guests just held their wine glasses, witnessing the scene unfold without any action. Some even giggled as they covered their mouths.
Oh no, this wasn't what I was expecting.
"Please enjoy the party, everyone. I will take my daughter-in-law back to her bedroom." Luna Jocelyn smirked while forcibly pulling me away.
One of the guests replied, "I think you should tie her up, Luna. It's not very good to let someone mentally unstable wander around your place. I think you are too generous."
"Yes, you're right, Fred. If I were Luna Jocelyn, I would have already sent that mentally unstable daughter-in-law to the Asylum, haha haha..."
Then, the guests burst into laughter as if nothing had happened. I shook my head, at a loss for words to defend myself. I didn't think that everyone present here was so blind. I expected help, but they laughed at me and labeled me insane.
Luna Jocelyn continued dragging me roughly away from the party venue.
"You think they'll take pity and help you, huh?" Luna Jocelyn chuckled.
"I'll ensure you never get to enjoy the fresh air up there again. Didn't you hear earlier that I've been too kind to you by letting you roam my place?"
This time, she didn't bring me back to my room. Instead, she took me to the dark and damp isolation room.
***
Arriving there, I could smell the moss and the wet earth beneath my bare feet. Then, the sound of squeaking rats greeted me.
"Guards!" Luna Jocelyn shouted.
"Open the door!" Luna Jocelyn shrieked.
"Take this bitch and put her in!"
I knew how horrible the isolation room was.
"Luna, please don't..." I reacted by hugging my mother-in-law's feet. But Luna Jocelyn pushed me away.
"Don't touch me with your filthy hands!"
The two guards behind me quickly grabbed my arms and pulled me away from my mother-in-law. Then, they forcibly dragged me to the isolation cell, not caring about my cries or pleas not to be put there.
"Sorry, we're just following orders!" One of them said before throwing me in.
Summer's POVI sit at the breakfast table alone, staring at scrambled eggs I have no intention of eating.The grandfather clock in the hallway chimes eight times. Eight in the morning, and still no Luxian.The coffee has gone cold in my cup. I made it at six, thinking I heard his car in the driveway. False alarm. Just the groundskeeper arriving for work.The mansion feels different when he's not in it. Bigger. Emptier. Like all the warmth gets sucked out the moment he leaves.I should eat. Should pretend this is normal, that my husband staying out all night after our fight is something wives just handle with grace and understanding.But the eggs taste like cardboard, and my stomach feels like it's full of broken glass.Where did he go?The question has been circling my mind since three AM, when I finally accepted he wasn't coming home. Did he drive to some hotel to cool off? Visit pack territory to think?Or did he drive straight to Room 666 at the Moonridge Hotel?The thought makes m
Luxian's POVI wake up like I've been shot. Fuck. No gradual awareness. No gentle return to consciousness. Just instant, brutal clarity that something is fundamentally fucked.The scent hits me first, not Summer's clean vanilla warmth, but something darker. Expensive perfume mixed with sex and victory.Then the weight against my back. Warm skin that shouldn't be there.My eyes snap open to black silk and raven hair spilled across the pillow. Pale flesh that seems to glow in the dim hotel light filtering through heavy curtains.Remiora. Naked. Draped across me like she owns me.We're both bare under these black sheets.Fuck.Memory slams back in fragments. The bar. Too much whiskey laced with whatever magical poison she fed me. Her hands, her mouth, the systematic destruction of every wall I'd built against this exact scenario.The spell that's been eating away at my connection to Summer for days.I move fast, too fast. Roll off the bed so hard I crash into the wall, naked and disorien
Luxian's POVI drive like I'm running from death itself.The Porsche tears through mountain curves at speeds that would kill a lesser driver. But I don't give a fuck about death right now. Death would be simpler than the mess waiting for me at home.Summer's words chase me through every mile, every turn. The kind of accusation that cuts because it hits bone.Three hours and two hundred miles later, I slam the brakes outside some shithole roadside bar. The kind of place where alphas come to forget they have territories to run and mates who expect them to be better than they are.Perfect.I order whiskey. The good stuff. None of that watered-down bullshit they serve humans.The bartender knows better than to ask questions. Takes one look at me and keeps the bottle close.By the fourth shot, the edge comes off my rage. By the seventh, I start thinking maybe Summer was right. Maybe I am preparing to trade her in.Maybe I should stop fighting it."Drinking alone is such a waste of good whi
Summer's POVI wake up to cold sheets.The space beside me where Luxian should be is empty, the pillow still perfectly fluffed like no one slept there at all. I run my hand across the cotton, searching for any lingering warmth.Nothing.The clock on the nightstand reads 6:15 AM. Even for an early riser, this is unusual.I pad downstairs in my nightgown, expecting to find him in the kitchen with his morning coffee and that small smile he always gives me when I appear looking sleep-rumpled and ridiculous.Instead, I find him in his study, fully dressed and buried in paperwork like he's been up for hours."Morning," I say softly, hovering in the doorway.He glances up briefly. "Morning." Then his eyes return to the documents spread across his desk.No smile. No warmth in his voice. No invitation to come closer.I wait, uncertain. Usually he'd pull me into his lap by now, steal a few minutes of quiet intimacy before the day begins. But he just keeps reading, his pen scratching across pape
Luxian's POV Something was in my hall. My wolf knew it before my brain processed the wrongness in the air. Not just another alpha. Not even a threat I recognized. This was *other*—dark and ancient and fucking unwelcome. "Alpha." Kian's tone was clipped. "We have an intruder." "I know." The pressure against my mind was deliberate. A challenge. Someone wanted me to know they were here, sitting in my territory like they owned it. Summer's fingers wrapped around mine. Cold. She was afraid. Good. Fear kept you sharp. "Behind me," I ordered. Not a request. I shoved the oak doors open hard enough to crack them against the walls. The temperature inside was arctic. Our breath misted. The chandeliers swung, crystals rattling. And sitting in *my* chair like she had every right to be there was a woman who looked like walking death wrapped in expensive fabric. Remiora. Black dress. Dark hair. Red lips. The usual aesthetic these ancient bitches went for—trying to look seductive when re
Luxian's POV "That's exactly the problem," she whispers, clutching her bag tighter. "You risked everything. And I'm going to destroy it all.""Summer—""Don't leave, I... I don't know what I'd do without you." Finally something honest escapes my lips. It comes out without warning, without being able to hold it back anymore."Alright, I'll stay," she looks at me with gentle eyes.The relief that floods through me when she says she'll stay is so intense it nearly brings me to my knees."I'll stay for you and for us," she whispers, stepping closer. "And because maybe, just maybe, that's worth fighting for."When she moves into my arms, her mouth finding mine, it's desperate and hungry and everything I thought I'd lost when I saw that bag in her hand. I pour everything into the kiss - all the terror of almost losing her, all the need to show her that she's not just my cure but my anchor in every way that matters.Her hands fist in my shirt, pulling me closer as if proximity alone can era
Summer’s POVI don’t remember how I ended up in my room.One moment I was standing on the terrace, watching Luxian’s hand wrapped around Aaron’s throat, squeezing until his face turned blue. The next, Kian and senior pack members from both sides were forming a barrier between the growling alphas, r
Summer's POV I couldn’t think about anything except our kiss in the car. It was too intense. Too deep. Almost insane, because for a moment it made me forget my anger and hatred toward Luxian.I admit I was wrong for expecting too much from him. Everything had already been clear the day he saved me
Luxian's POVThe scent of Summer lingers on my pillow when I roll over at dawn, but the bed beside me is cold.She's already up, probably trying to process what happened between us in the forest. The memory of her wolf—silver and graceful under moonlight—makes something primal stir in my chest.Sh
Author's POVSummer returned to her room after breakfast, deciding to spend the entire day indoors. She had just settled into her favorite chair, enjoying the quiet, when suddenly a knock at the door startled her. The sound shattered the silence, and Summer held her breath for a moment."Who is it?







