LOGINHaliyah’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 nerves. It had taken me only a few days to memorize the pack guards’ patterns. I had counted their footsteps so many times, and traced the layout of every corridor, every door, every window in this prison I called home. Five years of managing this pack had given me skills they never suspected I had— skills I intended to use to escape. I realized the pack would never let me divorce peacefully, not with everyone against me. The only way out was to run away and figure things out later. “I’ve done everything I can,” I whispered under my breath. “All that’s left is to walk out of here.” I was about to step toward the vent when the sound of heels echoed behind me. My pulse doubled. I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. “Haliyah,” came a voice I hated more than any punishment Raven could give. I whirled around quickly, forcing my hands to relax so she wouldn’t see me panic. “What are you doing here?” I asked coldly. “I see you’ve been busy,” she said, tilting her head like she was studying me, eyes glinting with amusement. “Trying to run away, are we?” I kept my lips tight and said nothing. My silence only made her smile wider. She stepped closer, grinning like a predator enjoying the hunt. “Don’t delude yourself. Divorce is not that easy. You really think it’s something you can just run toward? That a Luna can just leave her mate in this pack? You must be dreaming.” I tensed, my fingers gripping the vent grate so tightly. “What are you talking about?” “The pack’s rules,” she replied lazily, leaning casually against the wall as if she owned the place— which, in a way, she did. “A woman can’t just leave her husband, even one as flawed as Raven. Divorce requires Elder Council approval, and it’s not easy to get. For a woman to initiate it, there must be undeniable proof of your husband’s fault— violence, infidelity, major faults. And even then, it wouldn’t be instant.” Infidelity. Major faults. That was exactly what Raven had done. But here she was, telling me I couldn’t leave, as if my misery was meaningless. She crossed her arms. “Running now is useless. Do you really think you can escape without consequences? Do you really think Raven will just let you go?” She was right. Even if I escaped the walls tonight, even if I crossed the forest and hid in another territory, Raven would still find me and drag me back. He was Alpha. His reach was long. His pride even longer. And divorce? In this pack, a woman asking for divorce was almost laughable. They would call me ungrateful. They would never blame Raven. So running blindly would only make me look guilty. I took a deep breath, trying to steady the storm inside me. Cassandra’s smirk didn’t frighten me, but it did make me realize I needed another plan. Brute force wasn’t enough. Impulse would get me caught. If I wanted freedom, I couldn’t act like prey. I had to think like a hunter. Slowly, I loosened my grip on the rope hidden in my sleeve. I forced my hands to fall limply to my sides. My shoulders slumped, forcing my face to show defeat. I lifted my eyes to her, letting just a spark of steel show through the mask of weakness. “Then, what should I do?” I asked weakly. Cassandra’s lips curved upward. She liked this. She liked seeing me small. If she wanted to see a broken Haliyah, fine. I would give her one. I would play the fool, appear fragile, and wait until I had the upper hand. “Ah… that’s better. You’re finally being sensible,” she said with satisfaction, stepping closer. “Haliyah, you really shouldn’t fight anymore. Just accept reality. Raven is the Alpha. You don’t even have a wolf. You don’t have a child either. If he abandons you, what do you have left?” She circled me slowly like a cat playing with a wounded mouse. I kept my eyes down, hiding the hatred inside them. “Just stay obedient,” she continued. “Stop causing trouble. Maybe he’ll still keep you around out of pity.” I swallowed hard and forced my voice to tremble. “I… I understand.” Her cunning smile grew wider, then she nodded. “Good.” Silence fell between us for a moment. Then suddenly, like she just remembered something amusing, Cassandra laughed. “Oh, right. I almost forgot to tell you something,” she said casually, examining her nails. “Tonight is the Elder Council’s convention. All the elders from nearby territories will attend.” My heart skipped a beat. That was the most important formal event of the season. Every year, the Alpha attended with his Luna. It was tradition. She looked up at me with fake innocence. “I’ll be going with Raven tonight. As his date, of course.” My ears buzzed as if I were underwater, everything muffled and far away. “W-What did you say?” I stammered. “Haliyah, don’t look so shocked,” she said sweetly. “You’re sick, remember? You’re still recovering. You can’t attend such an important event. It would embarrass Raven.” I was the Luna. By right, that seat was mine. No matter what happened between us, officially, I was still his wife. And yet, he was bringing her openly? He wasn’t even hiding it? He wasn’t even pretending anymore? That event was my only chance to meet the Elder Council, but Raven gave my place to Cassandra so easily. I couldn’t help feeling even more disappointed. This was how easily he replaced me. I forced myself to ask, “The elders… they know?” “Of course.” She shrugged carelessly. “Raven already informed them.” My heart sank further. So even the elders knew I wouldn’t be there. They probably thought I was useless. A Luna who couldn’t even show her face. How ridiculous. “Don’t misunderstand,” Cassandra added lightly. “Raven didn’t want to embarrass you. He just thinks… you’re not suitable for these occasions anymore.” If the Luna wasn’t suitable, then what was I? A decoration? Or just trash waiting to be thrown away? She leaned closer. “You know, Haliyah… Raven never truly loved you.” I lowered my head so she wouldn’t see my expression. My heart didn’t even hurt anymore. It just felt empty. I felt numb, as if cold ice was running through my veins. “I think you already know that. He married you for your father’s power. Everyone knows that. He needed the Mooncrest pack’s support back then. Without your father backing him, Raven would never have become Alpha so smoothly.” I didn’t know how to process her words. I didn’t even know whether to believe a liar like her or not. “I thought maybe after marriage, he’d grow to love you,” she said mockingly. “But some things can’t be forced.” I held her gaze. “So all these years…” I murmured. My hands started shaking uncontrollably. Everything suddenly made sense. “He was just using you,” she finished for me. That was all I ever was? All those years I stayed by his side, all the humiliation I endured, all the nights I waited for him… It meant nothing. I felt pathetic. “There’s one more thing. Should I tell you?” My throat felt dry. “What thing?” The corners of her lips lifted higher. “Do you really think your father’s death was an accident?” My blood turned cold. “What do you mean?” My heart began pounding wildly. I froze, my mind going blank as her next words shattered everything. “Raven planned it…”Haliyah’s POV. I didn’t know what was harder— the fact that Damon had returned, or the fact that he was sitting right beside me yet somehow felt miles away. He walked over and sat beside me. The distance between us was barely an inch perhaps, yet it still wasn’t enough for me to reach him. The space was tiny, but the distance felt endless. I risked a glance at him from the corner of my eye. He looked more serious now compared to his usual teasing grin, and it hurt more to look at him this way. I didn’t know how long we sat there without speaking. As the silence stretched between us, it only grew heavier. In the end, I was the one who gave in and broke it first. “How have you been?” I managed to ask. Damon stared into the distance before giving a nod. “Good.” I blinked. Back then, even the simplest question from me would earn all sorts of jokes from him. Most of the time, I could barely get a word in because he never stopped talking. But now, it felt like a different person w
Raven’s POV. We had just finished dealing with a problem in a neighboring pack with my Beta. It involved one of my pack members who had been caught by them while near their border. According to them, the man was considered a rogue and suspected of planning an attack, so it couldn’t simply be overlooked. I had been forced to go. As Alpha, it was my duty to protect every member of my pack. They couldn’t be condemned without clear evidence. As long as I myself didn’t sever the ties and declare them not mine, they remained under my protection. “Alpha Raven, it might take a while before we get back,” Caleb said while we were in the car. I only nodded. “It’s fine.” What mattered was that everything had been clarified. We had secured the member’s release, and the truth laid bare. My phone, resting in the center console, suddenly vibrated. It was Gamma Sebastian. I answered, expecting a status report on the patrols. “Alpha,” Sebastian’s voice came over the call. “I am calling to info
Damon’s POV. I was invited by the council to serve as one of the judges for the pack trial that would be held in the Mooncrest Pack. It was where warrior competitions were usually conducted. I knew how significant it was. And as an Alpha, and one of the most skilled warriors among all the packs, I couldn’t refuse. “Your presence is highly requested, Alpha Damon,” the council assistant said in the message. I only gave the screen a brief glance before replying. “Confirmed.” When the day of the trial finally came, before I even got into my car to head to the arena, I found myself staring blankly outside for a moment. I didn’t know if I would see Haliyah again there. Hopefully not. It would be easier if we never crossed paths again. I kept telling myself that she wasn’t the reason I was going there. This was only an obligation and had nothing to do with her. I still couldn’t forget the last time I saw her with Raven when I went to their pack house and tried to find her so I could c
Haliyah’s POV. By the time I arrived at the pack house, I barely realized I was already there. Absentmindedly, I slipped off my sandals by the entrance and set my sling bag down on the console table. I walked through the middle of the wide hallway as if I couldn’t see anything around me. “Good afternoon, Miss Haliyah.” “Ma’am Haliyah, welcome back.” “Should we prepare lunch for you?” The guards and maid servants greeted me one after another, but I couldn’t respond to any of them. I didn’t even notice that I had already passed them until I reached the stairs. My mind felt numb. Every step felt heavy as I made my way up to my room. And the entire time, only one scene kept replaying in my head— Damon avoiding me and walking past me as if I meant nothing to him. I tightly shut my eyes when my chest started aching again. Why did he look at me like that? No. The better question was… why did it seem like he didn’t feel anything for me? The moment I entered my room, I closed the door
Haliyah’s POV. When Catherine told me just this morning that Damon had returned to the pack, I didn’t hesitate to attend the same event. Apparently, he was going to be one of the judges for the new batch of pack warriors who would undergo training. I didn’t know if he had truly come back to stay or if he was only there because the council required his presence, but either way, it was enough reason for me to go and see him. I stood in front of the mirror while fixing my hair. I had already let it down and tied it back several times, yet I still wasn’t satisfied. I didn’t know how many times I had changed my outfit either. I also didn’t know why I was so nervous. I felt like a young girl meeting the man she loved for the first time. I let out a sigh at my own thoughts. It had been such a long time, and so many things had changed. Yet despite all that, now that I finally had the chance to face him again, I found myself restless instead. I couldn’t deny the fact that I still wanted to
Haliyah’s POV. “Do you like Damon?” I stared at Raven after he asked the one question I never expected to hear from him. It felt as though the air on the balcony suddenly turned colder. I couldn’t answer right away— not because I didn’t want to admit the truth, but because I didn’t know how to say it without sounding like a traitor. I gripped the edge of the chair while trying to steady the chaotic beating of my heart. Damon was Raven’s uncle, And I was still Raven’s wife. Whether our feelings still matched that truth or not, we were still legally married. Even though he betrayed me, a part of my character still clung to doing what was right and moral, that was why every time Damon crossed my mind, it felt wrong somehow. As if every emotion I felt for him was something forbidden. But how was I supposed to stop myself when he was the only person who made me feel like I wasn’t just a shadow inside my own life? I lowered my gaze. I couldn’t lie to Raven, but I couldn’t tell him t
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.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
Haliyah’s POV.I woke up to a sterile, white ceiling and the smell of antiseptic filling my nose. My head throbbed like it was being squeezed. The light above me was painfully bright, stabbing straight into my eyes. I blinked slowly. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming— or still trapped in that







