LOGINAngel’s POV
Bastien had gone for a three day business trip, and when he returned, I ran into him in the office.
It used to be that the very sound of his footsteps could make my heart flutter. I would straighten my clothes, smooth my hair, and stand a little taller, eager to see him. But this time, when he returned, I was aloof.
There was a time when I saw his handsome face after a long period of not seeing me, I would get excited. But now, nothing stirred inside me. Just… nothing.
Bastien barely looked at me. He was just plain indifferent.
As I proceeded to the break room,
“Alpha Bastien looks happier these days,” one colleague whispered behind me.
“Of course,” another answered. “He has a girlfriend now. That pretty one… right?”
It didn’t take a genius to know that it was Lilian.
They didn’t know that Lilian had been practically my previous best friend. That we had practically been inseparable years ago.
I kept my face neutral.
Soon after, as I stepped outside the premises for fresh air, my body froze. Just beyond the corner of the building, Bastien stood with Lilian pressed tightly in his arms, his lips moving urgently against hers.
For a whole minute, I froze and just watched.Bastien had made it clear that he was only taking care of Lilian because she had six months to live, but here they were, kissing.
Obviously, it was clear that there was more going on between them romantically, one that I was unaware of. What I witnessed only proved one thing, the two were romantically involved.
It pained me more to think that they probably did a lot more if not just kissing whenever they spent time together. And then, I still waited and loved him. It felt like a dagger was struck straight through my heart.
Her hands clung to his shoulders. His head was tilted with a tenderness as they kissed. They didn’t see me at first. And when Bastien finally noticed my presence, he stiffened, surprised at first then ashamed. They separated from each other upon seeing me.
“Angel,” he said sharply. “What are you doing here? ”
I clutched the hem of my shirt and said, “I just happened to be passing by.”
“Alright,” he said impatiently, “you’re being pretty annoying.”
He didn't say it outright, but I understood what he meant. He thought I was deliberately following them.
I had already divorced him in my heart. And the thought of following them had never crossed my mind. Had it been before, I’d probably have done it, but now, I simply sighed, too tired to explain.
Bastien frowned, but instead of guilt, frustration flickered through his expression, as though I had interrupted something important.
“Just… leave,” he said impatiently.
My fingers trembled slightly, and I felt a deep sadness welling up inside me. Without offering any explanation, I turned and walked away..
Later, in the elevator lobby, I overheard a conversation some elders were having, scrambling excitedly, and talking over each other:
“Is she here yet?”
“Ms. Lilian! We are honored—truly honored!”
“It’s a privilege to serve the Alpha’s honored guest.”
I blinked. Ms Lilian. They were bowing and scraping for her without even seeing her face. Meanwhile, the receptionist, seeing me approach with a small stack of documents, suddenly snapped:
“You’re not allowed in here! This area is for senior staff only—cleaning shifts are downstairs!”
“I… I’m not a janitor,” I said softly.
She rolled her eyes. “Right. And I’m the Luna Queen. Move, you’re blocking the way…”
She shoved me aside, too forcefully. Pain shot up my arm as my shoulder hit the corner of a cabinet. I steadied myself silently, my fingers trembling as I picked up the papers I’d dropped. No one seemed to notice the commotion.
As I walked away quietly, nursing my bruised shoulder, I caught my reflection in the glass, even my own shadow looked tired.
I suddenly remembered the years I’d spent studying documents late into the night just to assist Bastien. Training, researching, learning everything for him because I wanted to support him anyway I could.
Lilian’s status easily surpassed mine, a regular Luna with no impressive background. That way, it was easy for Bastien’ attention to be focused on her instead of me.
That evening, as I was descending the stairs to the dining table for a simple dinner. The family was already seated.
“Daddy… I’ve actually been missing mom a bit lately. But she can never allow me to skip school. Can you help me lie to Mommy to let me skip school tomorrow? I want to go to Aunt Lilian’s award ceremony.”
As if it were obvious that Lilian’s ceremony mattered more. And that I would be unreasonable about it. Of course it would take me a lot of convincing to allow him skip school. Probably the reason why he didn’t ask me first.
Bastien smiled fondly at him, “Of course. I’ll do that.”
Finn grinned triumphantly. “Daddy… you’ll lie for me?”
“Just this once,” Bastien said indulgently.
I approached the table then sat down. I ate slowly, my stomach tight.
Bastien was apparently oblivious to the fact that I may have heard their conversation earlier. Or maybe he was aware because he continued, “ why don't we go on a picnic over the weekend, as a family?”
“I love picnics.” Finn chimed, turning to me with glinting eyes. “Mom, can we go?”
Bastien turned to look at me for a response.
For the first time in weeks, he wanted to spend time with me. I swallowed everything I felt and forced a smile.
“Yes, Finn. We can go.”
Inside, I thought this would probably be the last time I hang out with him.
Finn bounced in his seat. “Can we bring Shadow too?”
“Of course,” I said immediately. “Shadow can come.”
Shadow was our family dog that we had for a few years now. I would allow the dog to come if it meant Finn might remember me kindly.
On the morning of the hike, Finn practically dragged Bastien along toward the bus. But when I stepped inside, Lilian was already there. The duo sat beside her.
Bastien noticed the atmosphere and spoke. “Angel… Lilian felt unwell today. I couldn’t leave her alone.”
I nodded. My throat felt tight, but I kept my expression calm.
Finn chimed in, worried, “Aunt Lilian is so pitiful, Mommy. She’s very, very sick. She can't be left alone.”
Throughout the ride, Bastien and Finn fussed over her. Adjusting her seat, giving her blankets, handing her water. Bastien’s voice softened every time he spoke her name.
Lilian’s gaze drifted toward me repeatedly, searching, hoping to see jealousy. But she found only calm. I stared out the window, letting my thoughts run wild.
It wasn't long before fortunately, the group stopped halfway up the mountain for a short walk. The path was covered in autumn leaves, the air slightly windy. For a brief moment, nature managed to avert my mind from Lilian and Bastien.
I walked a few steps behind, giving them space, as I enjoyed the cool of the mountain..
Suddenly, Lilian gasped. She tripped over a loose rock. Before I could react, she grabbed my wrist in panic, her nails digging into my skin…
And we both slipped.
The ground tilted. Leaves flew past my vision. I felt myself roll. A sharp impact shot up my leg as something jagged met my calf.
When it was all over, Lilian was crying softly beside me, clutching her scraped palm.
Bastien’s voice resounded “Lilian!” He sprinted down the slope so fast he nearly stumbled.
“Lilian, are you okay?” He didn’t even glance at me.
Finn came running too. “Aunt Lilian!”
Their concern poured over her like warm rain. Her injury was small, just a scrape, but Bastien held her hand as if she’d shattered into pieces. On the other, I was trying not to fret over my bleeding gash.
“Angel,” he said absentmindedly, looking back at me for the first time. “Can you… hang in there?”
My calf was throbbing, bleeding warm and wet, but I nodded.
He barely waited. “I’m taking Lilian back first.”
He scooped Lilian into his arms, her head resting dramatically against his shoulder.
Finn hesitated, glancing between him and me.Seconds later, he made his decision quickly. He ran after Bastien.
I was left sitting alone on the cold slope, with Shadow beside me.For a long while as I waited for them to return, Shadow barked loud and aggressively, running in circles, trying to call someone, anyone.
Angel’s POVDana was already waiting outside the Packhouse gate when I stepped out with my suitcase.She stood with her arms folded, sweater sleeves pulled over her wrists. Her gaze swept over my bandaged leg, the swelling along my calf, and the exhaustion that was apparent on my face.Without a word, she took the suitcase from my hand.“Come on,” she murmured.Shadow was still at the vet across the hospital, recovering after nearly working himself to death to save me. The moment we pushed open the clinic door, he struggled upright, tail thumping against the metal table despite the IV line attached to him. “There’s my good boy…” I whispered, stroking his muzzle.He whined softly, leaning his weight into my palm.Dana signed the release forms and helped settle him in the backseat of her car. I buckled myself in with slow movements, each stretch tugging making me wince in pain.When I looked up, Dana’s eyes were fixed on mine through the rear-view mirror. “Why did you leave the hospit
Angel’s POVThe night dragged on as I waited for him to return. I was still lying on the cold hillside, my back pressed against a tree stump. The forest was quiet now, too quiet, except for the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant echo of wolves. I waited anyway, convinced that no matter how heartless he was, he wouldn’t leave me by myself in the mountain for the whole night.As hours passed by, I decided to reach out to him through our pack telepathic link. I tried a number of times, then again and again. But I got nothing.This was beyond what I had expected of him. At some point, I stopped trying and accepted that he wasn’t coming back.It wasn't long before the mountain cold became lethal to my exposed skin. Hypothermia kicked in before I knew it, then ultimately, shock. I tried standing up but my body was numb. I had bled too much to be able to sustain myself.My body went limp and my vision blurred. And everything went black.When I opened my eyes again, it was in the e
Angel’s POVBastien had gone for a three day business trip, and when he returned, I ran into him in the office.It used to be that the very sound of his footsteps could make my heart flutter. I would straighten my clothes, smooth my hair, and stand a little taller, eager to see him. But this time, when he returned, I was aloof.There was a time when I saw his handsome face after a long period of not seeing me, I would get excited. But now, nothing stirred inside me. Just… nothing.Bastien barely looked at me. He was just plain indifferent.As I proceeded to the break room,“Alpha Bastien looks happier these days,” one colleague whispered behind me.“Of course,” another answered. “He has a girlfriend now. That pretty one… right?”It didn’t take a genius to know that it was Lilian.They didn’t know that Lilian had been practically my previous best friend. That we had practically been inseparable years ago.I kept my face neutral.Soon after, as I stepped outside the premises for fresh
Angel’s POVAfter a long shower, I finally lay down, my body sinking into the mattress. My muscles still ached from the injuries, the bandages tugging uncomfortably against my skin. I closed my eyes, hoping for a few minutes I would forget everything and just sleep.But the door opened and Bastien stepped inside.His footsteps were slow and hesitant, nothing like the attitude he had been giving me earlier on. He stopped at the edge of the bed, and I could feel his presence looming over me.“Angel,” he said softly.I didn’t answer. I kept my breathing calm, my eyes half-closed as though drifting into sleep. But Bastien didn’t leave.Instead, he sat down beside me, the bed dipping subtly under his weight.“Beta Leo told me… about Dana.”My heartbeat stilled.Bastien didn’t look angry now. If anything, his expression bore an unfamiliar heaviness, regret? Guilt? I didn’t know anymore. I couldn’t tell which of his emotions were real, and which were not.Maybe he realized that he had probab
Angel’s POVBy the time I returned to the Packhouse, it was already in the late evening. I had expected to come home and cook dinner then get back to the hospital to make sure Dana was all set for the night. When I arrived, I froze.The scent of warm stew drifted from the kitchen, mixed with the sweet smell of roasted ingredients. For one moment, I thought, foolishly, that maybe someone might notice I’d come home injured, exhausted, and offered to cook a warm meal.But when I stepped into the living room, the warmth there wasn’t for me, it was for her.Lilian sat in the center of the room like a cherished gem, glowing under the attention of everyone that was supposed to be my family. My mother was kneeling beside her, carefully holding up a silver dress against Lilian’s body, a dress I knew came directly from my wardrobe, though no one seemed to think that mattered. My father circled her, discussing what type of jewelry she should wear to the Outstanding Service Award ceremony.“We’
Angel’s POVLater on, after leaving the law firm, I returned to the pack’s medical bay to check on my sister. The bay was eerily quiet when I entered, the only sound was the faint beeping of machines. In a way, it felt like a frozen tomb. From the other end, a faint furious voice had carried through the corridors, unmistakably Bastien’. The sound woke up Dana who was currently sleeping. .Her eyes fluttered before slowly opening. And when they focused on me, a faint tremor rippled through her fragile body. She dragged herself upright with visible strain, silver poisoning still ravaging her from the inside. Her once-strong arms could barely support her weight now.Her fingers reached towards mine, and weakly held them.“Dana?” I leaned forward, my breath catching painfully in my throat. Her palm was icy when she held me . “Angel… what have they done to you?”The doctor’s words still echoed in my mind. There was too much nerve damage to my right ear. And that its hearing may never ret







