I Raised His Heir, But I Was Never His Luna

Becky’s POVI took a deep breath before answering the phone, "I’m ready to fulfill your condition and take my rightful place as the heiress," I said, before hanging up abruptly. The weight of my decision hit me, but I knew it was the only way forward.Staring at the room that had been my sanctuary for eight long years, I felt a bittersweet smile tug at my lips. Years of devotion, patience, and love had led me here—empty-handed. My heart pulsed with the same bitter ache that had echoed through me for so long, the same ache that the wolves called the weight of a bond never realized.A piercing voice broke the silence, sharp and angry. “How dare you wear my mother’s dress!”Dorian’s words were like a slap in the face, and I turned to face him, fighting the urge to bare my teeth at him. His eyes were full of fury, but I had long since stopped caring."You’re not going to respond?" He snarled again, his voice dripping with venom.I took a slow breath, controlling the beast inside me, the par

Becky’s PovI was mortified staring at my only pet that I had been allowed to bring to the pack mansion nestled deep in Bloodpine Forest, the ancestral land of the Moonclaw Pack. The same way I have taken care ofDorian.The air was sharp with winter frost, my Beta senses pricking at every sound, but all I could hear was my own heartbeat—andDorian’s angry growl.“Don’t mess with me and don’t get my father upset with me!”Dorian snapped, his wolf aura flickering in his eyes, golden like his father's.I watched as he stomped off while I stared at the arrow in my cat’s body.A silver-tipped arrow. Wolf-forged, cruel, precise.Fate is indeed mocking me because I was the one who taughtDorian how to shoot arrows. I taughtDorian everything he knows and now he’s using it against me.I cradled the box as I stared at Lin Lin, my best friend, and a single tear slipped from my eyes.“Why are you out in the cold, Becky? Don’t get sick on me!” Alpha David Grimsbane’s deep voice carried through the thi

Becky’s POVI turned my back on Kiera, my voice flat.“Farewell.”But she didn’t budge. Her presence lingered like a bitter scent, clinging to the air, testing my already-thin patience. My phone had just buzzed with the updated flight time—if I missed it again, I wouldn’t get another chance. And the Moon Goddess knew I needed to get out of here. Away from this toxic pack, away from their lies.“What are you playing at?” I asked, my voice low, barely concealing the growl under my breath.She smirked, her lips curling like a she-wolf who just found prey.“I want to see tears, Becky. I want to see you break.”I huffed. “You’ll die waiting.”I dragged my suitcase along the linoleum floor, the wheels squeaking against the sterile silence. And then, like some cheap insult, she flicked a couple of crumpled bills at me.“Here. For your pathetic human fare,” she giggled cruelly.That was it. My wolf surged, my hand moved faster than thought, and the slap echoed through the hospital corridor lik

Becky’s POVAlpha Michael swayed slightly in his chair, the worn wheels creaking beneath him as he clapped his hands like a cub enchanted by the moon for the first time.His gaze shimmered with an eerie kind of wonder, though no real thought danced behind his eyes. Fingers twitched, curled, released—movements without purpose, like the wind catching dead leaves.I stood at the edge of the room, uncertain, my feet locked in place as if rooted to the cold stone floor."This is Becky," Grandfather announced, voice calm but firm. "She’s to be your future mate."Not a flinch. Not even a blink.Alpha Michael’s lips parted, releasing a quiet, high-pitched giggle that didn’t match the man I had once heard tales about.My heart sank. Could this truly be the mate chosen for me?Grandmother’s smile was tight and brittle, the kind wolves wear when hiding wounds. “Why don’t you spend some time together, Becky? Let him feel your presence.”I wanted to say no. Every fiber of me screamed in protest. Bu

Becky’s POVAlpha Michael’s silver eyes met mine, and for a heartbeat, my world tilted.Did he… speak just now?I leaned in instinctively, my Beta instincts prickling.“Alpha Michael?” I murmured. “Did you say something?”But in the blink of an eye, the spark vanished. He let out a soft gurgle, clapping his hands and splashing water, his attention drifting like mist in the moonlight. His gaze had dulled again, clouded and distant, like the mind within had retreated once more into shadow.A sigh slipped from me before I could stop it. Maybe I was hoping too hard.Maybe the damage from the rogues’ ambush had reached too deep into his young wolf's mind.Or maybe it was my own desperation crafting illusions where none existed.“Never mind,” I whispered, brushing away the surge of longing with a forced smile.He cackled, soap bubbles clinging to his cheeks like foam frost, and flung another handful of water at me. I groaned. “You're turning this into a flood, pup.”He just giggled louder.H