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Amelia stood by the window of her room upstairs, the pregnancy test result clutched in her hand. She was pregnant again.
She had been noticing the signs for some time and had finally gone to the hospital for confirmation. The result came back positive. She smiled softly as she touched her stomach. She couldn’t wait to tell her husband. They were going to have another child. It had been six years since they had their first daughter, Eva, and Amelia hadn’t conceived again until now. She knew Aiden would be thrilled. She wanted to share the news in a special way. Her husband, Aiden Miller, the alpha of the Red Moon Pack, one of the largest packs in the northern region, would be overjoyed. But the vast territory came with dangerous borders, infested by rogues ready to tear apart anyone who wandered too close. Amelia stepped away from the window and called the maids to help decorate her room. She smiled in satisfaction once they were done. Next, she went to the kitchen to prepare Aiden’s favorite meal — which also happened to be Eva’s favorite. Her daughter was so much like her husband. She smiled again. “Luna, you don’t have to cook. I’ll prepare whatever you want,” said Elena, the cook. Amelia turned to her and smiled. “I’ll cook for us tonight, Elena. Take the day off and get some rest.” “Thank you, Luna. The Alpha will be so happy when he finds out you made his favorite dish. He doesn’t usually eat much, but when it’s your food, he can’t get enough of it,” Elena said. Amelia blushed. Elena was right. Aiden loved her cooking. He always had. After finishing the meal, she returned to her room. Just then, the door opened and her daughter walked in with her nanny, Octavia. “Mommy!” the little girl cried, running into her arms. “Oh, my Eva,” Amelia smiled, kissing her cheeks and stroking her hair. “Hello, Luna,” Octavia greeted. Amelia sighed gently as she set Eva down. “Octavia, I’ve told you several times — stop calling me Luna. Just call me by my name.” “I’ll try to,” Octavia said, noticing how especially happy Amelia seemed today. “I’ll help Eva change her clothes,” she added before exiting the room. Amelia headed into the bathroom, took a bath, and changed into something elegant. Then she waited in her bedroom for her husband. But as she opened her eyes again, she groaned softly. she had dozed off on the couch. She checked her phone. It was 12:30 a.m. Aiden had never come home this late before. With the trouble along the pack’s perimeter and the demands of running the company, Aiden often worked late, but he usually made it home early enough to spend time with Eva. Even if he had to continue working from home afterward. The ticking clock sounded deafening. She was worried. She tried calling him but no answer. His number wasn’t going through. She called his office. He hadn’t shown up there all day. Where had he gone? She was deeply worried. Then she heard the sound of a car pulling into the pack house. Relief swept through her as the door opened and the familiar scent of her mate filled the room. Her heart skipped a beat. She rushed over to him, excitement bubbling at the thought of finally telling him the good news. He still looked as handsome as ever in the dim light. “Why are you still awake at this time?” he asked coldly, pulling away from her embrace and setting down his suitcase. He must be tired from work, she thought, still smiling brightly. “I was worried about you. You look tired,” she said gently, helping him out of his jacket and loosening his tie. “Amelia, we need to talk,” Aiden said, pausing when he noticed how decorated the room was. Was there an occasion he didn’t know about? He didn’t ask. He had something more pressing to say. “Sure. I’ll prepare you a hot bath, and then we can talk. I also have something to tell you,” she said, heading for the bathroom. “There’s no need for that. I want to talk now,” he interrupted. She paused. Something was off. His expression was unreadable, guarded, and cold. As his mate, she couldn’t even sense his thoughts clearly. Was it about the rogue attack a few days ago? She thought that matter had been resolved. “What’s wrong, Aiden? Was the pack attacked again?” she asked, concern lacing her voice. “No, it’s not that…” “Then what is it?” she pressed. He stared at her for a long moment before handing her a file. She opened it. DIVORCE AGREEMENT. Her heart sank. “Aiden…” she whispered. “But why?” He looked her straight in the eyes. “Sofia is back.” “Sofia? Your ex? What does she have to do with this?” she asked, confused. “The night we found out we were mates, you seduced me into sleeping with you. Sofia left when she found out you were pregnant. She was my first love, and I want to go back to her.” “Aiden… but I’m your mate. Chosen by the Moon Goddess—” “Damn the goddess. Damn you being my mate. My father never married his mate, and he still raised a powerful alpha like me. I want a divorce, Amelia. And that’s final.” His words hit her like a storm. Amelia had fallen for Aiden in college, even though he had a girlfriend, Sofia. But when they discovered they were destined mates, they got married immediately. “D…Divorce?” she asked, though the file in her hand already confirmed it. Her hands trembled. “Yes, Amelia. This marriage was a mistake,” he said, his voice ice-cold. She stared at him, stunned. “I’ve done nothing but love you. I wake early to prepare your food, I carry out my duties as Luna. What have I done wrong?” Her voice cracked. Her teeth clattered together as her tears broke free. “What did I do? Where did I go wrong?” she whispered, sinking to the floor in tears. She had left everything behind for Aiden, her family, her pride, her home and this was how he repaid her. “What about Eva?” she asked through tears. “Eva is still my daughter. She’ll stay here with me. You’ll leave. Everything is detailed in the agreement,” he said. He walked out, leaving her there alone, shattered. No… this is a dream, she whispered, trembling. A knock came at the door. She tried to respond but no words came out. “Luna, Eva is asking for you. She can’t sleep… I think she has a high fever,” Octavia’s voice called. Amelia stood up quickly, wiped her tears, and rushed to her daughter’s room. Eva lay on the bed, her eyes wide and body burning. “Eva, honey,” she called. “Mommy,” Eva whispered as Amelia sat beside her. Tears spilled again as she stroked her daughter’s burning forehead. They had been a happy family of three, soon to be four and now Aiden wanted a divorce? How pathetic. “You’re burning up,” she said in a panic, rushing into the bathroom for a wet towel and placing it on Eva’s forehead. “Octavia, go call Aiden. We need to take Eva to the hospital,” she ordered. But Octavia returned moments later. “Alpha Aiden is nowhere to be found. He’s left the house.” TBcyAmelia stared at Aiden’s face one more time before slowly reaching for the oxygen mask covering his nose and mouth. She carefully removed it, her hands trembling slightly as she looked at him. He was pale, motionless, and barely holding on. “What are you trying to do? Have you gone out of your mind?” James immediately stepped forward, panic flashing across his face. Before he could get any closer, Seraphina grabbed his arm and held him back. “She’s going to feed him her blood,” Seraphina said. James turned sharply toward her, staring as though she had completely lost her mind. “Her blood? He’s dying…he’s practically already dead…and you think feeding him her blood is going to save him?” Seraphina’s grip tightened around his wrist. “Watch your tone when you speak to me, boy,” she said coldly. James immediately groaned as pain shot through his wrist. His eyes widened as he looked at Seraphina. She didn’t even look like she was using much strength, yet he could barely mov
Tears slipped down his cheeks again, and before Kael could say anything else, Damien turned and began walking away. “Damien,” Beta Kael called after him. But Damien didn’t stop. Kael immediately followed him. Whatever happened between them, Damien was still his son, and Kael knew his son was walking away with a heart that had just been shattered. Meanwhile, Amelia stood outside the emergency ward with her hand pressed against her chest. She stared at the closed door in front of her, but her body refused to move. Her legs suddenly felt too heavy. Behind that door was Aiden. Aiden, who was lying there because of her. Aiden, who had risked his life to bring her back. Aiden, who had been bitten and clawed by the woman he loved while trying to save her. And somewhere behind her was Damien, crying because of the decision she was about to make. Guilt pressed heavily against Amelia’s chest. For Damien. For Aiden. For Arthur. For everything. Seraphina slowly
“He’s Arthur’s real father. I can’t let him die!” The words hung heavily in the hallway. Damien remained on his knees, staring up at Amelia as though he had stopped understanding the world around him. His hands slowly loosened around the fabric of her hospital gown, and for several long seconds, he said nothing. The tears on his face kept falling, one after another, while Amelia stood before him with tears of her own gathering in her eyes. “Damien…” Seraphina called softly. He didn’t respond. Seraphina exchanged a brief look with Beta Kael. Kael had been watching his son closely, and despite the tension between them over the past few years, something tightened painfully in his chest when he saw the devastation written all over Damien’s face. “That’s enough, Damien,” Beta Kael said quietly. Damien barely reacted when his father reached down and pulled him gently to his feet. For a moment, he stood there stiffly, his shoulders trembling. Then Kael pulled him into his arm
Amelia looked away, her lips trembling as she fought back a sob. “Damien…” “Please,” he begged. His voice cracked completely. “I don’t care if you don’t love me the way I love you.” Amelia’s head snapped back toward him. Damien forced a broken smile. “Just stay.” Her heart shattered. “Damien, please stand up.” He shook his head. “I can wait.” Amelia stared at him through her tears. “I’ve waited before,” Damien continued. “I can wait again. But please don’t walk away from me.” Amelia couldn’t take it anymore. She turned her face away, allowing the tears to fall freely. Then Damien reached forward and gently held the edge of her hospital gown, as though even that small piece of fabric was all he could hold onto. “But why?” Damien asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “You have me.” Amelia closed her eyes. “Arthur has me,” Damien continued desperately. “We don’t need him.” Amelia immediately opened her eyes and looked down at him. Damien’s despera
Seraphina immediately knew. He had heard everything. Her eyes briefly met Beta Kael’s before she looked back at Damien. Amelia’s face brightened slightly when she saw him. “Damien…” But Damien didn’t smile. He simply stared at her. Something inside Amelia tightened. “Don’t do it,” Damien said. Her small smile disappeared. Amelia frowned. “What?” Damien slowly shook his head. “Don’t go in there and give him your blood.” Amelia stared at him in confusion. “Damien—” “You don’t understand what you’re doing.” His voice cracked. Amelia’s brows pulled together. “What are you talking about?” Damien took a step closer but stopped himself before coming too near. His eyes briefly moved toward Seraphina before returning to Amelia. “I heard everything.” Amelia froze. Her eyes immediately shifted toward Beta Kael, then Seraphina. Seraphina lowered her gaze, and Amelia’s stomach dropped. “You heard us?” Damien nodded slowly. “I heard about the cure.” Ame
Seraphina nodded slowly. “Your blood is the cure.” Amelia stared at her mother in confusion. “What do you mean?” “You would have to give him your blood,” Seraphina explained. “He has to drink it.” For a moment, Amelia simply stared at her. Then she released a long breath, and relief washed across her face. “That’s it?” Seraphina’s lips parted slightly, but she remained silent. Amelia immediately pushed the blanket aside and began preparing to get off the bed. “If that’s all it takes, then I’ll do it.” Seraphina remained silent. Amelia paused and slowly turned toward her mother. The relief on her face faded when she noticed the worried expression Seraphina was still wearing. “What else?” “Nothing,” Seraphina answered quickly. Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Mom.” “There’s nothing else you need to know right now.” Amelia stared at her. She knew Seraphina was hiding something. She could see it in the way her mother avoided her eyes and kept clenching her hands toge
Morning came quickly. Cassia woke with the first rays of light spilling through the curtains. She turned and looked at Arthur still asleep beside her, his soft breathing steady. Her heart softened, and she leaned forward, kissing his forehead gently. A sigh slipped out, today felt better than yest
Aiden stood from his chair, his chest still rising and falling heavily. He picked up his laptop from the floor, his jaw tightening as his eyes fell on the shattered table. A deep breath left him, but it did nothing to ease the storm raging inside.He dragged out a smaller table, placed the laptop o
Ethan returned to the dining table, dragging his feet before sinking into his chair. His expression had shifted into one of quiet sadness. He looked at his mother, who sat opposite him. Her face wasn’t just angry, it was twisted with something harsher. Hatred. Bitterness. A loathing that even he,
Cassia was bent over her bag, rifling through it with growing frustration.“Where the hell is this car key?” she muttered. She shook the bag, and everything spilled to the ground. She groaned, bending to pick the items up, her hair falling over her face.As she reached for her things, another hand







