LOGINI slowly peeled my eyes open. I was bewildered, wondering where I was and how I was here. But then the memory from last night flashed me.
That husky voice... Those calloused hands... Those wet lips were worshipping my whole body until all I could do was scream his name...
I froze from the realization. Not only that, in my peripheral vision, there was a bulk figure beside me, making my blood drain from my face as soon as I saw the tangle of sheets, the discarded pieces of my clothing on the floor, and him—Commander Lucretius—sleeping beside me.
My body was immobilized as I held my breath. The blood from my face drained completely.
Oh, my dear Moon Goddess! What had I done?!
I instantly got up so fast to the point that the ache between my thighs reminded me of the ecstasy night I experienced. I gripped the sheets, suddenly crossing in my mind his touch.
Shame and regret started to gnaw at my chest, feeling like I was about to pass out.
I was a royal soldier, bound by duty and honor, practicing celibacy until the day I got married to my mate, yet here I was sleeping in the same bed with a man I barely knew.
I could never redo this. My reputation... My beliefs...
I decided to take my clothes, my fingers trembling as I pulled my tunic over my head. Commander Lucretius stirred from his sleep as I halted from dressing up, afraid that I had woken him up.
When I made certain that he didn't wake up, staring intently at his handsome features, I made haste, grabbing my boots hit the floorboards with a soft thud. I didn't even care if that sound would wake him up. I just wanted to leave the place as soon as possible.
But before I could stand up, despite the pain between my legs, my heart flipped out of my ribcage when his hand caught my wrist, shivers running down my spine. As I turned, I softly gasped upon seeing his awakened state, looking so stunning even though he had just woken up.
"Leaving me already, my little soldier?" he asked in a groggy tone.
I hastily yanked my hand away when I felt myself weakened from his touch.
"T-This was a mistake. I-I have to go."
And then I stormed, not waiting for him to say anything. I ignored the pain I felt and ran as fast as I could. My heart was pounding so fast, sprinting more as if that could help me forget the memory of his hands, his voice, the way he made me feel, and the way he pleased me.
This was wrong. I knew this was wrong.
May the Moon Goddess forgive me. I didn't mean to...
I returned to the Starry Shadows Pack, full of guilt and misery from the mistaken night. I couldn't believe that I let myself succumb to another man's touch when Redmund couldn't even do that to me.
"Gamma Euphyllia, I haven't seen you since yesterday. Where have you been?"
I was startled when I came to meet Devika, one of the eldest people here in our pack, as I was on my way to the infirmary. I quickly composed myself and bowed before her. "Madam Devika, greetings." I simply gripped the hem of my tunic. "I have been out to visit a friend that's why I wasn't here," I replied to her question.
I must act like everything was alright since yesterday, even though I had spiral events that until now, I was still processing. I wanted to cry now, but I had a business I need to do in the infirmary before I returned to the pack house.
"I see." Devika nodded and slightly tilted her head. "You look exhausted. You should take some rest."
"I will." Nodding, I watched her leave before I proceeded to the infirmary. I fluttered my eyelids. I wanted to take a bath, too, and remove what had loitered in my body. As soon as I arrived at my destination, I didn't waste any time and approached Doctor Kairos, our pack doctor.
"Oh, Gamma, how may I help you?" he asked, greeting me with a warm smile.
His fatherly tone and gentle question almost broke me. "I am in need of a potion of fertility control, Doctor Kairos."
He was about to write something that was on his clipboard, but halted in mid-air, his eyes looked surprised at my request. "Oh..."
I held my breath. I knew that reaction.
I knew why he was surprised. A royal soldier like me, who was devoted to celibacy before marriage, had come to ask our pack doctor for some fertility control. Not only that, no one knew that I had already met my mate, except for Lilith.
Suddenly thinking of my best friend made my stomach churn upside down.
"Alright," Doctor Kairos said with a smile.
I almost melted from the tension, but I was able to fix myself. "And I need some medicine for a hangover, too," I added, trying to calm myself down.
Don't panic, Euphyllia. Don't panic.
I waited if Doctor Kairos would question the things I asked for, but he just nodded and went to the medicine cabinet. "Grab some breakfast after you take these. Alright?" His lips curved into a gentle smile. "And take a rest and get a lukewarm bath."
The heat on my cheeks highlighted as I took them and nodded. It looked like he knew what I had up to. Or so I thought.
"T-Thank you," I muttered before I scurried out of the infirmary, not even daring to look back at anyone I knew.
I locked myself up in my room as soon as I arrived at the pack house and hastily took the potion for hangover that Doctor Kairos prescribed. And lastly, I stared at the vial of the fertility control in my hand.
I might have been inexperienced when it came to sexual intercourse, but I knew how to prevent pregnancy. I pressed my thighs together, feeling the mixed essence of mine and his. So, I knew that there was a probability I could get pregnant, and only the fertility control would prevent that.
This was a precaution. I nodded to my own thought.
As I drank it, the image of Commander Lucretius's sinful body came to my mind. I shut my eyes and slapped my face, punishing myself before going for a bath.
I scrubbed myself thoroughly to remove his scent that lingered on me. I felt dirty from doing it to another man. I couldn't believe that because of how drunk I was, I had become bolder and challenged a royal commander not in a sparring but in bed.
I could never forgive myself. I could never face Commander Lucretius ever again.
I could never face Redmund, too...
But the mere thought of my mate was enough to make my blood boil. The way he and Lilith betrayed me behind my back felt like something awakened inside me.
Tears cascaded down my cheeks. I couldn't believe that they would do this to me.
"Redmund... Why?" I cried out his name while washing myself.
I had done everything for him to help him become a captain six months ago, while our relationship had to be hidden, yet he would betray me like this. He had used me for his own benefit and never wanted me in the first place.
Now, I could understand that he only harbored power, the same pattern I experienced in my past lives. Sooner or later, he would discard me once he raised another of a higher rank.
As for my best friend, Lilith, I had trusted her. To think that she also harbored feelings for my mate, when Redmund wasn't her mate. I thought that we would grow old having our mates by our side as we promised, but why did she do this to me?
I looked at myself in the mirror that was hanging in the bathroom. I stared at my miserable self, observing my facial structure.
My eyes held a gray hue that shimmered with silver whenever sunlight touched them, a protruding nose, red, rosy lips, and a good, proportional face. In our pack, I was counted among the most beautiful, alongside Lilith. I was also a smart one and had an understanding of military tactical doctrine, even though I was just a tactical keeper.
What was wrong with me that Redmund couldn't be so proud of me to announce to the world about our relationship?
What did Lilith have that I didn't have that he'd rather be intimate with her than me?
Was it because I was in a low military rank position and wasn't one of the privates? Because my role wasn't combat-focused?
Was that it?
If that was it, Redmund should know that even if I didn't carry much in battlefield respect, in considering the difference of Lilith and my rank, my rank was above hers.
We were in the same rank in the pack, too. How come she was noticed while I had to beg him to spend some time with me?
What was I lacking? What else did Redmund want?
Or perhaps, was it because I couldn't give myself to him? That he had been trying to ask me to we should do the mating ritual without marking each other, but I just refused him.
I wanted to confront them, but I was too cowardly to do it, so I chose to turn my back instead. It was hard to digest what I saw, and I even had to pinch myself to see if I was having a nightmare, but the reality slapped me really hard.
I bit my lower lip so hard that I felt the tangy taste of metallic liquid in my tongue. I even had to wipe my tears that won't stop falling until my eyes focused on the loofah.
Commander Lucretius crossed in my mind, and our rendezvous night of ecstasy. Even though the alcohol influenced me, I could vividly remember what we did. I remember deciding that I wanted to forget.
Rage filled my blood from the realization. Perhaps, sleeping with Commander Lucretius wasn't so bad at all. If Redmund would betray me, then I could do the same thing to him. He wasn't the only one who could be another person who wasn't even their mate.
This might be a retaliation for the betrayal I witnessed, yet it felt so wrong and right at the same time. Perhaps, I must thank Commander Lucretius, but a simpleton like me would be hardly noticed by him.
"What do I do now?" I asked myself, feeling empty and exhausted from everything.
It felt like I lost everything I had since yesterday. There were so many things that happened yesterday that I had a hard time processing.
Not only that, I still had mysteries I wanted to resolve.
My past lives...
The reality of reincarnation...
I wanted to know why I had memories of them. Why did it trigger as soon as I saw the betrayal of my mate and my best friend? Why did I experience the same pain even in my past lives?
Was the Moon Goddess trying to send me a message? Could this be a blessing or a curse?
"Ah!" I screamed in agony as my face was buried in my pillow. "What should I do now, Moon Goddess?" My voice muffled, drowning in my own misery.
The conversation that followed was anything but simple. We told him enough.About the assassination...About the reason Lucretius had taken me away from the capital without informing anyone...About the mate bond...About how everything had happened faster than either of us had planned. Not everything. At least... not yet.But enough for Enoch to sit there in silence, his elbows resting on his knees, his fingers clasped tightly together as if he was stopping himself from standing again and throwing another punch.The parlor room felt smaller than it should have. Even the royal soldiers who stood outside the door had gone still, as if they could feel the weight pressing against the walls.I sat beside Lucretius, though not as close as earlier. Not because I wanted distance, but because Enoch had already glared at us three times whenever our shoulders brushed.Ridiculous.We were already married. But apparently, that didn't matter to him.Enoch was silent for a long while. His gaze wa
By the time we were escorted inside the manor and into the parlor room, the chaos from earlier had already settled at least on the surface.According to Enoch."We'll talk properly," he had said, his voice clipped and restrained, as if forcing himself to hold back everything he wanted to do. "Like adults."I rolled my eyes just remembering it.Adults.Right.Because punching someone twice in front of royal soldiers was definitely how adults behaved.A quiet huff escaped me as I sank into the cushioned chair, crossing my arms loosely over my chest.The room felt too small as if everything that had happened outside was being purposely buried under this forced sense of civility.But it didn't work.Not for me.Not when I could still feel it through the bond.My gaze flickered to Lucretius, which was only this time, he wasn't standing. He was seated beside me on the couch, his posture still straight and composed as if nothing had happened at all.He looked like he hadn't just been punched
"Enoch...!" My voice broke into a shriek as I saw his stance, the way his body lunged forward without hesitation and restraint, driven purely by fury. "Lucretius...!"But Lucretius didn't move or dodge. He didn't even step back; instead, he simply raised a hand.And that terrified me more than anything.Enoch's fist came out of nowhere. A strike fueled by everything he had been holding back since the moment we arrived had landed hard. The crack of impact echoed sharply across the state as Lucretius' head snapped slightly to the side.My breath hitched. "STOP...!"But it was too late. The force of it made him take a step back, but that was all because Lucretius didn't retaliate. He didn't even glare. He simply straightened, looking calm and collected as if he had expected and accepted it.A thin line of blood formed at the corner of his lip, but he still didn't fight back. "Is that enough?" he asked afterwards.That only made everything worse, and I had the silent urge to smack his h
"Lucretius...!" I turned to him, my heart pounding so fast it felt like it might burst out of my chest. My fingers curled tightly against the edge of the seat, nails pressing into the fabric as my breath came out uneven, shallow, as the air inside the carriage had suddenly grown too thin to breathe.Lucretius looked calm and unbothered, as if the line of the royal soldiers waiting outside the manor wasn't enough to provoke even the slightest reaction from him. I reached for his arm as I tugged it gently to gather his attention. "I'll talk to him first," I said quickly, my voice lowering. "I'm serious... He might lunge at you."His gaze lingered on me, softening. "He won't," he said simply. The certainty in his voice didn't soothe me. If anything, it made my stomach twist tighter, because Lucretius never spoke like that unless he had already decided how things would unfold.I frowned. "Lucretius—""If he does," he added, his tone still even, "then I'll let him."That didn't help at a
The capital came into view just as the carriage slowed. The towering walls of Waevalon stood as they always had, as if time had not passed at all.But I had.My fingers curled over the edge of the window as I stared out, watching the gates draw closer with every passing second. "We're really back..." I murmured under my breath.The words felt strange, like I had left as one person and returned as another. Behind me, I felt the shift before I even saw him. Lucretius' presence pressed closer, his hand sliding over mine without hesitation. "You're tense," he noted quietly.I didn't deny it. Because I was. So I squeezed back his hand. "We've been gone for almost three weeks," I said, my gaze still fixed outside.We didn't return to the capital after our wedding. We decided to stay for another week to consummate our marriage and to enjoy the honeymoon. We both knew that once we got back, there was a chance unexpected moments might force us to be apart.Like... Enoch, for example."And I
And just like that, the very next day, Lucretius and I went to the nearest divine temple. The soft glow of candlelight flickered along the marble walls, casting gentle shadows that moved with the silence, as if even the air held its breath for this moment.There were no crowds. No grand procession. No whispers of nobles or the weight of politics pressing against us.Only a few witnesses stood at a distance, being respectful as if they understood this wasn't meant for anyone else. It was just for us.My steps slowed the moment I crossed the threshold. Something in my chest tightened because this scene was too familiar for me.Because I had stood here before.Not in this exact place, but in a moment just like this. My fingers brushed at my sides as I walked toward Lucretius. He was standing at the altar already, dressed simply, yet there was nothing simple about the way he looked at me.Like I was his everything. Like I had always been everything. And for a moment, time folded, and t
I had asked Lucretius for that favor at a time when I still believed my life was fragile enough to shatter with a single answer.Back then, I hadn't been his Luna. Hadn't worn his mark. Hadn't learned what it meant to be protected by a man who ruled with blood and certainty.I had been a woman ques
The moment we arrived at our chamber, it took an ounce of patience from Lucretius not to ruin my dress. But one thing that couldn't escape me was the fact that even though he had wanted to devour right as of this moment, he still took his sweet time to undress me and admired my whole body as if thi
We stayed on the balcony, the night air heavy with music drifting from a distance and the glow of the moon bathing us. Lucretius sat back against the daybed, one arm braced behind him, the other settling at my waist as I straddled him.Our kisses were no longer patient. They were hungry. It was sl
The moment the ceremony ended, everything around us dissolved into music, applause, and the warm buzz of celebration. People began moving the grand reception hall, and Lucretius was pulled away by a few elders who wanted to congratulate him personally. It gave me a brief moment to breathe, which g







