LOGINThree years after faking my death, my Alpha mate Caius appeared before me with our pup. My seven-year-old pup, Marcus, held a silver sword dangerously close to my mom's chest. Caius stood in front of me and looked at me affectionately. "Come back, Natasha. Marcus can't live without you, and neither can I. Do you really want to stand by and watch your mom die right in front of you?" I looked at my mom's weary expression and finally agreed to Caius's demand. From that day on, I became known as the Luna of the pack. When Caius went out late at night, I no longer stopped him from going to his lover, Elena. When Marcus threw a tantrum and refused to eat the food I cooked, I would call Elena and tell her to cook for him at her place instead. At one of Elena's parties, she glanced at the moonstone around my neck. Without hesitation, I gave it to her. Caius grabbed my wrist. His eyes were red with anger. "Natasha, that symbolizes our love! How could you give it to someone else?"
View MoreThe day after Elena was banished, Caius renovated the entire house.He carefully returned all of my belongings to their original places and threw away everything that belonged to Elena.Marcus stood at the far end of the second-floor hallway and watched him throw Elena's things out. His lips moved, but he said nothing.Caius didn't look at him.Since the day I was buried, Caius never said another word to Marcus.Instead, he threw himself completely into pack affairs.He patrolled the territory, settled disputes, and defended the borders from intruders.He didn't dare stop working because whenever he did, I appeared in his mind.He couldn't face me.Marcus wasn't doing much better.After Elena left, he stayed curled up alone in his room and went entire days without speaking.He no longer dared approach Caius. He remembered clearly how, on the day of my funeral, Caius had returned home and glanced at him once from the living room.That look had sent a chill down Marcus' spine
Caius refused to believe I was dead.Even after the healer confirmed it again and again, and even after my body had gone cold and stiff, he stayed beside me with bloodshot eyes.He began desperately searching for anything that could prove I was still alive. He clung to whatever excuse he could find."She faked her death once three years ago. She can do it again."On the third day, he drove to the healer's den to bring Mom home.But when he pushed open the door, the bed was empty.Caius froze. "Where is she?"The healer lowered her gaze. "Natasha's mom passed away three days ago.""That's impossible! How could that–"Before finishing his sentence, he suddenly stopped cold. His body became tense.He recalled that three days ago, while he had been with Marcus, he'd sensed someone in the pack had died.He was about to investigate when Elena called and said she wasn't feeling well. She asked him to go to her.Later, I showed up and killed myself. Consumed by the pain of losing h
Elena dusted off her clothes and headed to the square without looking back.Marcus stood frozen in place. He reached out and tugged at the hem of her shirt. "Elena, aren't we going to the healer's den?"She didn't even turn around. "I don't want to go. Seeing Natasha like that would give me nightmares."Marcus looked in the direction Caius had gone and nodded as if he understood. 'That's right. Elena shouldn't go to the healer's den. She'll be scared. Dad always says she's sensitive.'"In that case, can we wait for Dad to come back before we go see Mom together?"Elena didn't answer. She had already walked far away.Marcus stood where he was and felt a chill down his spine. He whispered, "E-Elena, can you stay with me? I-I'm too scared to be alone."Elena turned around and frowned at him. "How old do you think you are? Why do you still need someone to hold your hand? You're pathetic."Marcus froze. His eyes instantly welled up with tears.He couldn't believe that the once-gent
The silver sword pierced my chest. Blood gushed out in a hot, violent stream.Through my blurred vision, I saw the devastated look on Caius' face. He screamed my name."Natasha!"I felt my body growing lighter and lighter.I watched myself collapse in his arms as blood gushed from the wound left by the silver sword.He pressed both hands desperately against the wound as he tried to stop the bleeding, but the silver's burning effect made it impossible for the wound to heal.The harder he pressed, the more blood gushed out, seeping between his fingers and spilling everywhere.Suddenly, Caius felt as if someone had ripped a piece of his heart straight out of his chest. His body shivered from the cold sensation.He had felt his mate die, but he still refused to accept it."Natasha! Natasha!" He called my name over and over until his voice cracked. "Look at me! Don't fall asleep! Don't you dare close your eyes!"Marcus stood frozen in place with his mouth hanging open. He couldn't


















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