After Alpha Mate Betrayed Me, I Had Him Exiled

I looked at Logan with a cold smile."I, Seraphina, accept your rejection. Just remember—you threw away the future of the Greywolf Pack with your own hands."I picked up the medical case at my feet and turned to leave the platform.Delilah lunged forward, snatched the case from my hand, and hurled it down the steps.It shattered on impact. Precious healing herbs spilled across the dirt.She fell back into Logan's arms, theatrically pinching her nose."Logan, the herb stink on her is unbearable. She smells like a rogue in heat."I stared at the broken case on the ground.Three years ago, when I dragged Logan back from death, he'd carved that case for me by hand. His promise to me.I'd carried it with me every day since.Now it was a pile of splinters under Delilah's heel.Logan watched. Said nothing.Something in me went still."Pick it up." I held Delilah's eyes. "Then apologize."She burst into a high, mocking laugh, hand over her mouth."You? A pack-doctor of dirt blood—daring to tel

I turned around and went straight back to the square.The Greywolf Pack was holding an emergency council.A rare illness—wolfsbane fever—had struck the pack in recent days. Several elite warriors had collapsed one after another. The leadership and the elders were frantic.The wolves of the sick warriors were weakening fast. Their bodies burned with fever. Soon they'd lose all reason and turn into mindless killing beasts.Panic had swallowed the entire pack.The healers were drowning. Nothing was working.Delilah stood at the center of the platform, holding up a small vial of glaring red liquid."This is a miracle cure I formulated myself. It will heal wolfsbane fever instantly!"That was a discarded prototype I'd thrown out three years ago.To secure her position as the future Luna, Delilah was claiming my failed work as her own without a flicker of shame.Logan watched her, swelling with pride."Delilah is the elder's daughter for a reason—her medicine is unmatched! Today I'll adminis

The whole square went dead silent.The smug satisfaction on Logan and Delilah's faces froze and cracked.The Werewolf King had just called this lowly pack-doctor… his sister?"No. No, that's not—"Delilah crumpled to the ground, mumbling to herself.I watched her face twist in pure terror, and felt nothing."Arthur." I said it quietly. "Someone here threatened to strip me and throw me into the cells with the rogues in heat."Arthur's eyes turned to ice as he looked at her."Her?"I nodded.Delilah broke. She crawled forward and slammed her forehead into the dirt at my feet, sobbing."Mercy, my lord! Princess, mercy!"Logan finally understood. The woman he'd discarded—the woman he'd let his new toy humiliate—was something far above him."Seraphina! I was blind! It's you I love! Have you forgotten the three years we had together? For the sake of what we had—give me one more chance!"Trying to stir up old feelings.Disgusting.I drove my heel into him."You weren't thinking about old feel

The peace didn't last.Logan and Delilah, exiled and eaten alive by their own hatred, were found by a hidden group calling itself the Shadow Order.The Order handed them a vial of refined wolfsbane gas and made a promise: cause chaos at the next royal banquet, and they'd be given back their power and their station.Cornered, with nothing left to lose, they agreed without thinking.The night of the banquet, Logan and Delilah slipped in disguised. The vial was tucked inside the cabinet behind the main bar.The banquet was in full motion.Darius hadn't left my side once.His unconcealed possessiveness made the other Alphas circling for an introduction think twice and walk away.I was listening to Arthur deliver his speech when Nyx stirred inside me, sharp and uneasy.A wave of warning ran through me."Something's wrong," I murmured to Darius.The vial detonated almost on cue.A hiss—Wolfsbane gas filled the hall in seconds.Ordinary wolves with no defenses inhaled it and dropped, screami

I woke the next morning in Darius's arms, his chest broad and burning warm against my back.We had stopped pretending about what we were to each other.Darius held a steaming bowl of meat broth and fed me himself, spoon by spoon, eyes fixed and fervent.Running footsteps broke the moment.Arthur shoved the door open. His face was iron."The Shadow Order used last night's attack on the council to mass their forces. They're hitting the Royal City borders. Hard."I set the bowl down without a second thought and got ready to fight.Darius caught my hand and went with me to the front line.The battlefield reeked of blood.The Order's leader stood on a high outcrop, pointing at me, laughing."A she-wolf and a half-dead cripple. Came all this way to die?"Darius laughed back. Quiet and cold.Thanks to my mark, his wounds weren't just healed. His strength had jumped past anything he'd had before.He charged into their lines.Limbs and torn pieces went flying. The rebel front line broke open li