MasukThere was no way she would find out who poisoned her daughter this way.
She had made inquiries about the CCTV footage in the pack house. Turns out it had been tampered with. Her daughter couldn’t just go like that. She needed justice. Eva didn’t deserve what had happened to her. She was just a little girl. Aiden, on the other hand, didn’t believe her, so what could she possibly do? “Luna,” a voice called softly. She turned to see Aiden’s Beta, James, standing beside Tracy. James and Tracy were dating. James quietly dismissed the maids, and Tracy rushed to Amelia’s side, catching her just as she began to collapse. “Amelia…” “Eva was such a sweet girl. She was my everything. Why would anyone poison her?” Amelia’s voice broke as tears streamed freely down her face. Tracy’s heart ached as she looked at her. Tears welled up in her eyes too. The pain of a mother losing her child was unbearable—she wouldn’t wish it on her worst enemy. They helped Amelia to her room and stayed with her while she cried herself to sleep. When she finally dozed off, Tracy turned to James with pleading eyes. “Is there any way you can talk to Alpha Aiden? Maybe he’ll listen to you?” She wiped the corners of her eyes, then looked back at Amelia. Her face was damp with tears, even in sleep. “Aiden is stubborn. He already believes she poisoned their daughter…” “James, please…” She almost told him Amelia was pregnant but stopped. It wasn’t her place to spread the news. “She can’t lose both her child and her mate in one day,” she whispered. “Please, just see if you can talk to him… change his mind.” James sighed. “I can’t promise anything. But I’ll try.” With that, he left the room. ——— James arrived at the pack company and headed straight to Aiden’s office. He found Aiden inside but he was with Sofia. He hadn’t known Sofia was back in town. She had left after Aiden found out Amelia was his mate. What was she doing here now? “James,” Sofia called sweetly, flashing an innocent smile. He returned a tight nod, then turned to Aiden. “I need to speak with you.” Aiden glanced at Sofia. “I’ll drop by your condo later,” he said. She nodded, grabbed her purse, and left. Once the door shut, James’s face hardened. “Is she the reason you’re divorcing Amelia?” Aiden raised his head. “She has nothing to do with this. Amelia killed my child. She poisoned her.” “You really believe that?” James asked, disbelief clear in his tone. “You think Amelia…Amelia would poison her own daughter? Come on, Aiden. You know her better than that.” Aiden didn’t reply. His eyes were distant, jaw clenched. James could see he was hurting but trying to hide it. “The damage is done,” Aiden finally said. “I need you to arrange the rejection ceremony for this evening. I’ll be rejecting her as my mate and Luna.” “What? Are you serious?” James took a step forward. “How can you be this heartless? She just lost her child, and now you want to break the mating bond too? Do you even realize how much pain that’ll cause her?” Aiden’s eyes darkened. His fists clenched. He growled lowly. “How dare you question your Alpha?” he snapped, slamming his fist on the desk. James flinched but stood his ground. “I just hope you don’t regret this decision, Aiden. When it’s too late.” He turned and walked out. __________ Evening came. Amelia woke up, her eyes so swollen she could barely see. Her face was pale, lips dry and trembling. “You need to eat something,” Tracy said softly, worry in her voice. “You’re pregnant, Amelia. You don’t want to lose the baby too.” “I don’t want to eat. I want my daughter,” she sobbed. “Amelia…” Tracy called gently, taking her hands in hers. “Let me go, Tracy! Let me go!” she cried, pulling away, her body shaking with grief. Then suddenly, the door flung open and silence fell like a storm. Alpha Aiden stepped into the room. Amelia slowly raised her head, his scent hitting her senses. He looked at her blankly, face unreadable. Why was he here? Wasn’t he supposed to be with his mistress? “Alpha Aiden,” Tracy said, standing up quickly and bowing her head. Then, she slipped out of the room, leaving them alone. For a moment, they just stared at each other. Then Amelia broke the silence. “Aren’t you supposed to be with your mistress?” she asked, her voice hollow. Aiden looked away, avoiding her eyes. “Get ready for the rejection ceremony. It’ll be held at 10 p.m.,” he said coldly. Amelia laughed, a cracked, broken sound. She stood up, unsteady, her eyes wild. She had lost her child. Now she was losing her mate. Her sanity teetered on the edge. Maybe she’d wake up in an asylum by morning. She moved closer to him, staring into his eyes. The warmth that once lived there… was gone. Everything about him was ice. Tears streamed down her face as the realization sank in: her Aiden was gone.her mate was gone. There was no point in telling him about the baby. “There’s no need for the ceremony,” she said, wiping her tears. “Let’s do the rejection here and now.” Aiden hesitated, then nodded. “If that’s what you want.” He stared at her, his voice flat, eyes emotionless. “I, Aiden Miller, Alpha of Red Moon Pack, reject you, Amelia Lopez, as my mate and Luna.” TBCDamien exhaled slowly, the sound heavy, strained.He didn’t have a witch.Not here.Not in Red Moon Pack.This wasn’t Velaris…there were no allies waiting at his command, no one he could call without consequence.And at that moment, the truth settled like poison in his chest.There was only one option left.Aiden.His jaw tightened instantly.A dark flicker passed through his eyes.God… he hated that man.Hated him.And the fact that the very first name Amelia had whispered when she opened her eyes was Aiden……it made something ugly coil inside him.Sharp.Burning.Jealousy mixed with rage.For a brief second, a dangerous thought crossed his mind.What if Aiden never makes it?His fist clenched tighter.But Amelia’s weak breathing pulled him back.“You have to leave, Damien…” Amelia’s voice trembled, breaking through his thoughts.Her eyes darted nervously toward the door, panic creeping into every inch of her expression.“Every second you stay here, your life is in danger… please—you
His lips parted slightly, uncertainty flickering across his face as a cold thought slipped into his mind.What if this is a trap?The air in the room suddenly felt heavier.Too quiet.Too still.Damien slowly turned back, his fingers tightening into a fist as he stepped out of the room and gently pushed the door closed behind him. The soft click echoed louder than it should have.He was about to leave, but then he froze.His eyes shifted and then he noticed something. Another door.Half-hidden.Unnoticed before.His throat went dry.A strange pull settled deep in his chest, tightening around his ribs.He swallowed hard and took a slow step toward it.Then…A faint sound.Thump…His body stiffened.Thump… thump…A heartbeat.Weak.Barely there.But real.And then it hit him,That scent.Faint.Fragile.But unmistakable.His wolf stirred instantly, rising from deep within him like it had been waiting.Mate.His breath hitched.“…Cassia…” he whispered under his breath, his voice crackin
A sense of familiarity washed over her.It didn’t come gently.It hit her, sudden, deep, unsettling.Seraphina’s fingers tightened slightly against her lap as her eyes drifted outside the window, scanning the passing roads, the trees, the buildings.Her chest rose slowly.Then fell.A quiet breath escaped her lips.She didn’t understand it.But her body… did.Her wolf stirred faintly beneath her skin.Restless.Uneasy.Like something buried was trying to claw its way back to the surface.She took a deep breath and sighed, her fingers pressing lightly against her thigh as if grounding herself.“Are you okay?” Beta Kael asked, his voice cutting through her thoughts as his eyes flickered briefly toward her.Seraphina blinked once, pulling herself back.“Yes…” she said softly, but there was a slight pause before the word came out. “I’ll call Damien and inform him we’re in Red Moon Pack.”She reached for her phone immediately, unlocking it with steady fingers, but the slight tension in her
Except, Amelia is Astrid’s child… and she never died in the fire?No way.Alaric’s fingers tightened slowly around the steering wheel, the leather creaking under the pressure of his grip. His jaw locked, muscles twitching as he shook his head once, then again, as if he could physically throw the thought out of his mind.It was impossible.She had been in that fire. He had made sure of it. Astrid was in labor that night, weak, vulnerable, so, he even lured Greg out so he would not save any of them. There was no way the child survived. No way.Amelia…?A scoff escaped his lips, but it sounded hollow even to his own ears.Amelia was weak. He had seen it himself. There was nothing about her that screamed power, nothing that resembled the terrifying force Astrid once was. She was just a girl, a mere werewolf who had been lucky enough to marry his son. Nothing more.Nothing.But then—His thoughts halted abruptly.The bite.Aiden’s bite.His breath hitched, chest rising sharply as the memor
The symptoms of the bite.Loss of control… and then madness.It was already happening to Aiden.James felt it settle heavily in his chest as he stared at him. His throat tightened, his heartbeat quickening as the realization hit him fully.Aiden was no longer just sick.He was standing on a thin line… between life and death.And he was slipping.James’ eyes burned, tears gathering without permission, blurring his vision for a brief second before he forced them back. His jaw clenched hard, his fingers curling into fists by his side.“Aiden…” he called softly.Aiden didn’t look at him immediately.His shoulders rose and fell slowly, like every breath cost him effort.“I’m dying, James…” Aiden said finally, his voice low, rough, almost distant.He let out a faint, humorless breath.“I just want to make sure Amelia gets back to Arthur… and that they’re okay.”His eyes dropped for a second before lifting again.“That’s all I want. I don’t care if that’s the last thing I do before I die…”J
“And I think the power is passed down willingly from mother to offspring… how can she pass down what she doesn’t know exists inside of her?” Beta Greg muttered, and silence immediately followed.The room went still.Aiden didn’t move.His jaw tightened slightly, his fingers curling against his thigh as the words sank in. No cure. No escape. Just time… slipping through his fingers. His chest rose slowly, unevenly.He was going to die.The thought sat heavy in his lungs, refusing to leave.But first… Amelia.He swallowed hard.“Does my father know Astrid was carrying your child?” Aiden asked suddenly, his voice low, controlled.Greg raised his head and stared at him.“Yes… he knew,” he said slowly. “But he didn’t know the child had survived. He thought she died in the fire with Astrid. He believes Amelia is mine and Evenly’s biological child.”He paused, his gaze hardening slightly.“If your father had known Amelia was Astrid’s… he would have never allowed you to marry her in the first
Meanwhile, Cassia was in the guest room, pacing to and fro, her steps restless and uneven. Her face carried the weight of shock, worry, and disbelief all at once. All this time, it had been Sofia…the woman she once thought harmless…who had tried to kill her. And for years, she had believed it was A
Sofia’s knees buckled as she rushed toward her son, clutching Ethan’s limp body with trembling arms. Her sobs came raw and frantic, breaking through the air like shattered glass. She rocked him back and forth, desperate, as though motion alone could coax life back into him.Her hands fumbled in her
Meanwhile, Arthur and Cassia walked back downstairs, this time Cassia had her phone. As they approached the dining, they saw Ethan dressed up for school, standing by the table. His small hands clutched his stomach…he was clearly hungry and restless, eyes darting to the plates of food.The moment he
Just then, the door to her office burst open without a knock. Cassia’s head snapped up, her brows knitting in confusion. To her greatest surprise, Alpha Alaric stood there, his face carved with fury.“Alpha Alaric…” Cassia rose to her feet, her voice steady even though her chest tightened.“Doctor







