Chapter 4

Vanya's POV

"Luna Vanya! Are you here?"

Elliot's voice echoed on the outskirts of the Shadow Forest. I regained control of my body and sprinted towards the sound.

But my mind was filled with confusion about the giant wolf I had just encountered. Who was it, and why did it appear here?

After running for a while, I saw Elliot's figure.

I slowed my pace and stopped behind a giant tree trunk to shift back into my human form.

The process was more difficult than usual.

It felt as if the forces within me had been tearing at each other.

Selena seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber, unresponsive to my attempts to rouse her.

I dressed casually, and Beta Elliot arrived just in time.

He scrutinized me carefully to ensure I was unharmed before gently adjusting my clothes.

Then, he squatted down to help me put on my shoes with care and skill.

His eyes were always filled with a hint of concern.

"Did you shift? What did you do in the Shadow Forest?" he asked softly.

His gaze fixed on me, as if trying to decipher my true thoughts.

"I sensed a strange presence in the Shadow Forest. The situation between packs is already unstable. Any little disturbance could trigger a greater crisis," I replied.

I omitted the information about the giant wolf.

Its appearance was too suspicious, and I vaguely felt it had something to do with me.

Elliot nodded slightly, his brows still furrowed. "You're right. I'll arrange more patrols immediately to strengthen the border and forest surveillance. But you must be extra careful. I know Alpha Cliff's decision has put you in a very difficult position, but don't do anything drastic."

I looked at him with some surprise.

Before my rebirth, when I was in trouble, he didn't join others in kicking me when I was down, but he never expressed such direct support for me either.

Back then, I felt abandoned by the world, struggling alone in the dark.

Now, Elliot showed his sympathy for me clearly.

"Don't worry," I nodded in response.

I turned and walked back towards the pack.

Upon returning, I went straight to the bedroom Cliff and I shared.

Pushing the door open, the room was filled with a familiar yet strange scent.

Cliff wasn't there, and I felt no emotional ripples. The love I once had for him had long been eroded by his betrayal.

I slowly approached the vanity table, sat down, and looked at myself in the mirror.

My eyes showed fatigue and determination.

Unbidden, my thoughts drifted back to my past life, the painful memories flooding back like a tide. But I was no longer that helpless me.

This time, I would change my destiny.

In the evening, after freshening up, I prepared to lie down and rest.

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Cliff walked in.

He glanced at me and headed straight for the bed, seemingly intending to rest as usual.

I frowned and said coldly, "What are you doing? Get out."

Cliff looked at me impatiently, "What's the matter with you? This is my room, our room."

I stared at him expressionlessly, "Your room? From the moment you decided to keep Melinda, you were no longer welcome here."

His eyes widened in surprise, as if he couldn't believe I would say such a thing.

In his impression, I had always been a gentle and compliant partner.

"Vanya, I've already explained to you. I just need Melinda to stay to stabilize my wolf. It's for the sake of the entire pack. You must understand me," he said with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

I waved my hand indifferently, "Whatever you say, I don't want to hear it. Do whatever you want."

Cliff took a step forward and continued, "After Melinda has learned for a while, I will find a suitable pack for her and send her away from Seattle. Just bear with it a little longer."

I said nonchalantly, "Got it, you can leave."

"Luna Vanya!" Cliff called my title impatiently, his voice carrying a hint of threat and warning.

I could clearly sense him exerting his Alpha aura.

But my wolf had no intention of submitting.

"Do you want to fully unleash your Alpha aura on your Luna here?" I asked with a cold smile.

His face turned a bit ugly, clearly angered by my attitude.

He glared at me fiercely before turning and leaving the room, slamming the door shut.

I looked at the closed door, immediately picked up my phone, and dialed Theodore Kimmons.

Currently, he was just an ordinary werewolf who ran a medium-sized company.

But I knew he was actually the illegitimate son of the Lycan King.

However, this secret had not yet been revealed.

Soon, a deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello?"

"Theodore, it's me, Vanya," I said.

He was obviously surprised, "Why are you contacting me? I don't remember us being friends."

I took a deep breath and said slowly, "I need your help now."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by Theodore's curious voice, "You must be joking. What help can I offer you?"

I replied calmly, "I hope you can give me an invitation to the pack gathering in a few days. It's very important to me."