Chapter 3

I smiled as the manager stared at me in surprise. I lowered my head and looked at my chest, saying, "My wolf had been trying to warn me. I was always feeling sad, but I didn't think too much of it, assuming that something was wrong with my body.

"One day, he forgot to turn off his phone before he took a shower. I saw my best friend send him a message, asking if he was going to visit her that night. She had bought a new set of sexy lingerie."

Wanda had also attached a nude photo of herself with the message.

The manager's jaw went slack with shock. "I hope you're not too upset about the situation."

Me? Upset? I had already accepted my death. There was nothing else that could faze me.

However, back then, I felt as if all the blood in my body had turned to ice. Feeling like I had been struck by lightning, I continued to scroll through Zack's chat log with Wanda with shaking hands.

They had texted each other every day for years. The first message had been sent on the day of my mating bond anniversary party with Zack.

Wanda had traveled thousands of miles to attend the party. That same day, taking advantage of the fact that I was drunk, Zack had confessed his feelings to Wanda.

"Giselle helped me during the lowest point of my life," he had told Wanda. "But I only feel gratitude toward her. I don't actually love her. You're actually my first love, who I let slip through my fingers."

I also learned that Zack had known about his brother's plans to abduct me. But instead of stopping him, he had allowed it to happen to put on a show. His goal had been to make me completely obedient to him.

I felt as if I had been plunged into a pool of freezing water. Zack had planned everything from the start.

My heart turned colder as I continued to look through Zack's chat log with Wanda. Whenever he told me he needed to work overtime or travel abroad for work, he had actually been with Wanda.

The strands of brown hair that didn't belong to me on his shirt, the barely detectable scent of perfume clinging to his body, and the half slice of cake that had a lipstick stain on it—they were all details that made up a bigger picture that I had ignored.

The occasional aches that throbbed in my chest were my wolf warning me that my mate had betrayed me.

Wanda had asked Zack, "What do you actually think of me? You're sleeping with me, but you still can't let go of Giselle. We should just go our separate ways if you're going to continue to be indecisive like this."

Zack hadn't responded to Wanda's question. It seemed that he hadn't made a decision yet, but I had already found out about his infidelity.

I felt as if my entire world was falling apart at that moment. Not bothering to wait for him to finish showering, I rushed into the bathroom and dragged Zack out, unconcerned with how he was still nude.

Tears were streaming down my face when I demanded answers from him. Why did he get together with me when he didn't like me? Why did he give me his fang that he cherished like a precious treasure? Why did he cheat on me with my best friend? Why did he lie to me?

As I was deranged, I interrogated Zack while he helplessly stood in place and allowed me to kick and hit him.

He only spoke after I had exhausted all my strength and collapsed to the ground, saying, "It's not that I don't love you, Giselle. My love for you just faded away."

A decade was more than enough time for a love that once burned brightly to be extinguished. Our youth had passed by us, and Zack's passionate love for me had transformed into indifference.

I sat on the floor and wiped the tears from my eyes, refusing to believe that he only felt gratitude toward me.

Just then, Zack's phone started ringing—Wanda was calling him. He glanced at me and was just about to reject the call when I screamed, "Pick up the call! What else are you hiding from me?"

Reluctantly, Zack picked up the call.

Wanda's voice came echoing from the receiver, saying, "Zack, I'm carrying your pup. I'm next door right now, and it's time for you to make a decision.

"I'm not Giselle Morne. I'm just an Omega who has nothing to her name. If I don't see you before dawn breaks, I'll kill myself and our pup in front of you."

Panic gripped Zack's heart. It was also the first time I had seen any emotion on his face that night. He had shown no emotion when I discovered his infidelity, but he was panicking over another she-wolf.

I was exhausted.

"It's over between us if you take even one step out of that door," I said.

Zack halted his footsteps briefly, but in the end, he still walked out of the room without sparing a single glance back at me.

…

The manager sighed after hearing my story. "It's hard to know what a werewolf is thinking in his heart."

He was right. Despite how a decade had passed, I still had no idea what Zack was thinking in his heart.

I thought that our conflict would end there. I was ready for us to walk our different paths after crying my heart out and breaking our bond. However, I had no idea that the Moon Goddess had other tragedies in store for me.