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Haliyah’s POV.
I sat across from the healer, my hands folded in my lap as she examined me. Her fingers rested lightly on my wrist. Her brows slowly drew together, then a relaxed smile appeared on her face. “Congratulations, Luna! You are with a child.” I blinked, once, twice, as if my eyes could clear my ears too. The room seemed to tilt slightly, as if the words hadn’t found their way into my mind yet. I pressed a hand to my chest, feeling my heart pound hard against my palm. “What…?” My voice came out uncertain. I didn’t think much of it at first. For days, my body felt unwell. Certain smells made my stomach turn. I told myself it was just exhaustion from managing the pack as Luna. That was what I believed. She gently pushed a thin sheet of paper toward me. “You’re pregnant.” I hesitated, then slowly picked it up, my head spinning. I stared at the paper in my hands, and for a second, I thought I might faint. Tears welled up in my eyes without warning, blurring the words. “I… I’m pregnant?” I asked again, as if saying it aloud would make it real. The healer nodded, chuckling at my overwhelmed reaction. “Yes, Luna. You’re going to be a mother.” I covered my mouth with my trembling hand. Tears spilled down my cheeks, but this time, they were unstoppable. I laughed and cried at the same time, unable to control myself. I had waited five years for this moment. The healer patted my hand kindly. “Take good care of yourself. The child is healthy.” I left the healer’s hall in a daze, my feet barely touching the ground as if I were floating. The moment I stepped outside, the world looked different. The sun had never looked so bright. Even the cold wind felt gentle against my face. I clutched the test report tightly and caught myself smiling foolishly. Raven didn’t know yet. I could already imagine his reaction. He would be so surprised— maybe even stunned. This news deserved more than a simple announcement. It had to be special. Almost without thinking, one name came to my mind. Cassandra… She was my sister-in-law, but more than that, she had been my best friend long before she married into the family. After her husband passed away, she raised her child alone. She knew everything about pregnancy, about children, about parenting and motherhood. If anyone could help me now, it was her. I wanted to tell her first. I wanted to ask her for advice and help me plan a surprise pregnancy announcement ceremony for Raven. With that thought, I adjusted my cloak and hurried toward her residence. I passed through the familiar paths of the pack. Pack members stopped what they were doing and bowed as I walked by, greeting me respectfully. “Good afternoon, Luna Haliyah.” I nodded back in response, my hand resting lightly over my stomach without realizing it. No one knew. Only me. And soon… the whole pack would. As I approached Cassandra’s house, I slowed down and stopped in front of the door, suddenly nervous. I didn’t know why my heart was beating so fast. The place was quiet as usual. Something didn’t feel right, though I couldn’t tell what. I took a deep breath and raised my hand, about to knock. But just as my knuckles were about to touch the door, I paused. I lowered my hand and frowned slightly. A sound came out from inside. It was faint, more like a gasp. At first, I thought I had heard wrong. The wind often played tricks on the ears. I leaned closer, my fingers slipped from the air and fell to my side. Then, I heard it again, but clearer this time. “O-Oh! Raven…” Cassandra breathlessly moaned. My blood ran ice-cold. A chill ran up my spine, every hair on my body standing on end. No. That couldn’t be. I breathed in and swallowed hard, trying to calm myself. Raven was busy today. He told me he had pack matters to handle. Surely, this was impossible. I must be mistaken. Maybe Cassandra was unwell. Maybe someone else was visiting. But my feet moved on their own, and I stepped closer to the door against my will. Another sound followed, deeper this time. It was a man’s voice. It was too familiar to be mistaken. “Cassandra… you feel so good…” My ears rang as if someone had struck me. My heart slammed painfully against my chest. Could I be wrong? Maybe it wasn’t him. Maybe I had imagined it. But I knew his voice better than my own. No. Please… no. I pressed my palm against the wooden door. I didn’t know what I was hoping for. That the door would be locked? Or that my ears were lying? The door wasn’t fully closed. There was a small crack to let me see inside. I leaned forward, my breath caught in my throat. And then, my worst fear became real… Raven, my husband, was in bed with Cassandra. I froze in shock, my whole body stiff as if it had turned to stone. I felt like the world had stopped. The room blurred instantly, as if my eyes refused to accept the scene before me. Raven’s back faced the door, his shoulders tense. Cassandra was beneath him, her hands clutching his arm. They were too close— too intimate that there was no room for doubt. “Be gentle…” Cassandra whispered. “Don’t make too much noise. Be careful not to wake our precious boy.” Precious boy? “Don’t worry. I know,” Raven replied softly, nothing like the cold tone he always used on me. “I’ll be careful.” Cassandra let out a giggle. “You’re spoiling him too much. He’s still young.” Raven chuckled. “He’s my only son. Of course, I’ll spoil him.” His son. I sucked in a sharp breath. I could barely breathe. Nausea rolled up from my stomach. I tasted bitterness at the back of my throat. I clamped a hand over my mouth to keep from making a sound. My whole body trembled uncontrollably, like I had stepped into icy water. How long? How many years had this been going on? How many times had Cassandra smiled at me while hiding this? How many nights had Raven come back to my bed after leaving hers, pretending nothing had happened? The thought pierced my chest like a knife. My husband and my best friend… their immoral affair had been going on for years. They even had a child together, which everyone, even I, even I, had thought he was Raven’s brother’s child. But now, the truth crashed down on me with terrifying clarity. The boy was his. I couldn’t believe it. My knees buckled, but I grabbed the doorframe desperately for support, as if it were the only thing keeping me upright. I felt the pregnancy report slip from my fingers, fluttering down silently to the floor. I didn’t pick it up. I couldn’t. I felt drained of all strength. The future I had imagined shattered in an instant. All my dreams of a family with Raven were gone. “What about Haliyah?” Cassandra asked casually. “She’s been trying so hard to give you a child. Sometimes, I almost feel bad when I see her.” Raven snorted. “That’s useless. She can cry for another ten years and it won’t change anything. She won’t have a child. She never will.” “What do you mean?” Raven lowered his voice, as if sharing a secret meant only for her. “I made sure of it,” he continued calmly. “I’ve been giving her contraceptives since the first year of our marriage. I mixed them into her food and medicine. She trusted me completely. She never suspected a thing. She never noticed.” My heartbeat went wild. My vision swirled and went black for a moment. I slid down the wall, my legs finally giving out. My body shook violently, and I barely managed to stay silent. So… the truth revealed itself. Five years. Five years of blaming myself, hating my body, crying alone at night, and begging the Moon Goddess for mercy. It wasn’t my fault that I couldn’t get pregnant. It wasn’t me. It wasn’t my body that was broken. It was him. It was all part of his deliberate scheme. I didn’t know how to make myself believe such a harsh truth. “So that’s why… all those failed attempts,” Cassandra said mockingly. “I couldn’t let her have a child,” Raven spoke again. “Because the only heir I want… is our son.” Only heir. The words repeated themselves in my mind. I bit down hard on my lip until I tasted blood, and yet the pain didn’t stop the tears from falling. “But what about the pack? The elders favor Haliyah. She’s the Luna.” Raven’s voice turned firm. “I’ll arrange it.” “Arrange it how?” “I’ll announce the pack’s heir soon. When the time comes, the elders won’t object. They’ll have no choice.” Cassandra sounded pleased. “So… my son will inherit everything?” “Yes,” Raven said without hesitation. “He’ll be the pack’s future Alpha.” “And Haliyah?” He scoffed. “She’s just a title. Once the heir is confirmed, she’s nothing.” Cassandra hummed thoughtfully. “What if she finds out?” “She won’t.” “And if she does?” “Then, she’ll just have to accept it.” I couldn’t hear anymore. I felt dizzy. Betrayal on top of betrayal, crushing me from all sides. My heart felt like it had been ripped out and stomped on. How could they? How could they do this to me? How could they betray me like this? They were the two people I trusted the most, and yet they showed me no respect at all. Cheating on me was already painful enough— but hiding the fact that my husband had a child with my best friend all this time was even crueler. I forced myself to stand, my body unsteady as I staggered backward. Step by step, I turned away slowly from the door. I couldn’t stay there. I had to leave. If I stayed even one second longer, I knew I would collapse right there. “Keep going, Haliyah,” I whispered to myself. I groaned and doubled over, clutching myself as a sharp pain stabbed my lower belly. The pain grew stronger. Cold sweat soaked my back. “No… no…” I murmured, panic rising. Then, a warm sensation trickled down my legs. My mind went blank with fear. I looked down, and my breath caught in a strangled sob when I saw so much blood spreading across the floor, staining the carpet. I collapsed to my knees, the pain crashing over me all at once. My raw cry tore out before I could stop it. “No… no, please!” I gasped, tears blinding me. My hands clutched my stomach, my body curling inward as if I could protect the life inside me that was already being taken away. I was losing the child I hadn’t even held, the child I had dreamed of for so long… “I’m sorry…” I sobbed, not knowing who I was apologizing to. “I’m so sorry… I didn’t know…” My vision blurred completely. As darkness swallowed me, my last thought echoed fiercely in my mind. They destroyed me. They took everything from me. And I would never forgive them. One last tear rolled over my cheek. Then, everything went black.Damon’s POV. Raven’s presence didn’t fade after that first interruption. If anything, it intensified. At first, it could still be a coincidence. But patterns don’t lie, and I’ve spent too long reading them to mistake incidental for intentional. Haliyah and Raven kept interacting more times than I cared to count over the next few days. It became routine in a way that should have concerned me. Or perhaps it did concern me, just not for the reason I was willing to admit. Raven wasn’t just appearing near Haliyah by chance. He was placing himself there on purpose repeatedly, and I didn’t like the way that felt. I noticed it within two days. By the third, it had become predictable. By the fourth, it was constant. By the fifth, it was irritating. During those days that he kept positioning himself near her, I always found a reason to be there too. I didn’t even know what excuse I was using sometimes, even if it made no sense, just to show up at the right moment. “You’re doing it again,”
Raven’s POV. The next day, I was in my office going through reports on external compliance updates. Sebastian had just left after briefing me about changes in Haliyah’s schedule. I leaned back in my chair, loosening my tie as I stared at the documents in front of me. That was when my phone rang. I looked at the screen and saw Cassandra’s name. “Cassandra,” I answered. “Raven, I’ve called you so many times and you’re only answering now!” she lashed out from the other line. “Are you really that busy you can’t even remember us anymore? Or are you just avoiding me?” “I’ve been busy,” I replied curtly. “That’s not an excuse. You used to make time. Now, I feel like I have to beg just to get your attention. You didn’t even show up when you were supposed to accompany me to the mall!” I remained silent. “Busy, busy, busy. What about me? What about our child? Do you even care anymore, Raven?” she muttered bitterly. “I’ll handle it later,” I said flatly. “There’s always a ‘later’ with
Raven’s POV. I didn’t reinsert myself into Haliyah’s life out of impulse. It was planned in the same way I approached territorial disputes or unstable alliances. I treated situations like systems that needed balancing. When a variable begins to move outside expected boundaries, the solution is not observation alone; it is adjustment of conditions until equilibrium is restored. Haliyah had become unstable emotionally. Her behavior wasn’t random or out of control. Instead, her instability was intentional. She was pulling away from constraints, from predictable decisions, and from me. And that was not acceptable. So I re-entered her space. I showed up beside her again under the guise of administrative necessity. It was easy to justify. Documents could always be reframed, and authority could always be used as an excuse. Haliyah didn’t seem surprised when I entered the room. That was the first indication that she had already expected my presence in her proximity space. She was suppos
Raven’s POV. Control wasn’t something I easily lost. Whenever it started to slip, I worked to regain it. That was how I had always handled things. Most problems showed signs before they became serious. You just had to notice the pattern early. And lately, I started seeing a pattern forming around Haliyah. At first, I dismissed it as coincidence. It was normal for a person’s routine and behavior to change, but changes in how they treated others had many possible reasons. Haliyah had never been unpredictable in that way before. She had always been consistent, almost rigidly so, in how she dealt with people. I limited her interactions with the elite, even though she was my Luna. I didn’t want her to say or show anything wrong in front of them. I also didn’t introduce her to everyone as my Luna, only to our pack members and a few close connections. But recently, I noticed she became obedient again, so I started bringing her to social events and gave her more freedom, hoping she wouldn’
Raven’s POV. The first time Haliyah brought it up, she didn’t raise her voice. She didn’t tremble. She didn’t hesitate like she used to in the five years of our marriage when she still believed persuasion might soften me. This time, she was too calm. We were in the private sitting room of the pack. The afternoon light came through the tall windows, illuminating the space between us. I had just returned from a multi-day Alpha summit with my Beta and Gamma meeting with other Alphas to discuss security matters between packs. When I got home, I was slightly pleased to see Haliyah waiting for me at the door, like she used to. But she wasn’t there to welcome me. She wanted to talk. “What is it this time?” I asked, annoyed. “You couldn’t even wait for me to rest? I just got back and you’re already starting something. Can this not wait? Or is this another one of your impulses?” She stood near the edge of the table, not sitting. That alone should have told me something. Haliyah only stood
Haliyah’s POV. At some point, I stopped noticing the rumors about Damon the way I used to. They still existed, of course. I still heard bits and pieces of them— whispers about his past, about his supposed relationships, about how he treated people without attachment or care. Those rumors once formed a picture in my mind of who he was before I ever met him properly. I thought he was distant, controlled by desire, and a man without emotional weight. I sat alone in my office for a while after finishing the last round of evidence review from the previous night. The documents were neatly stacked in front of me. The pack was quieter in the early morning hours. Even the air seemed organized here, like everything unnecessary had been filtered out and only what remained useful was allowed to persist. I should have been focusing on the next phase of the investigation— on Cassandra, Raven, and the weak points we had identified in their financial system. But instead, my mind kept going back
Haliyah’s POV. “Raven planned it…” When Cassandra said those words, it felt like the ground vanished beneath my feet. My father’s death wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t fate. It was a deliberate murder. I stared at her, my mind struggling to accept the truth she had just thrown at me. My father
Haliyah’s POV.I ran my fingers over the rope I had cut from old supplies, checking the small lockpick I had fashioned in secret, and tested the window latch I had loosened. Everything was ready. I just had to wait for the right moment. I could almost taste freedom.I exhaled slowly, steadying my n
Haliyah’s POV.The door slammed shut behind me with a thud. The sound echoed through the hallway, while I just stood there, staring at the wooden door in front of me. The click of the bolt sliding into place sounded louder like a cage closing.Raven’s Beta didn’t meet my eyes when he pushed me insi
Raven’s POV. “I said… I want a divorce.” The word divorce hit me like a hard slap across the face. For a second, my mind went blank. I stared at Haliyah, standing in front of me with that pale face and those swollen eyes, and waited for her to take it back and apologize. But she didn’t. My brow







