Se connecterBefore our fifth mating anniversary, I was just about to tell my mate that I was about to inherit the pack my Alpha father left behind, when I saw him embracing and kissing the she-wolf who once bullied me. "This game has been going on for five years. It's time to end it." "Watching her come and go like a dog whenever called is really boring. What a fool. A fake mating certificate was enough to fool her completely. Did she really think an orphan like her could marry into the Shadowmoon Pack and become Luna? If she hadn't looked decent back then, I wouldn't have bothered with this charade." I felt like I'd fallen into an ice cave, sobbing uncontrollably. So the salvation that pulled me out of the bullying abyss was nothing but his amusing joke from beginning to end. If that's the case, I don't want this false love anymore.
Voir plusMy wedding arrived as promised, on a perfect spring day.I held Adrian's arm, standing under a magnificent dome adorned with thousands of star-like lights.The chapel was breathtaking, decorated with white roses and soft candlelight.I listened to the priest's solemn inquiry, my heart full to bursting."Do you, Elena Sterling, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?""I do."My voice was clear and firm, no hesitation whatsoever.My gaze met Adrian's beside me, and the tenderness and solemnity in his eyes almost drowned me.Almost took my breath away with their intensity.Thunderous applause erupted from the guests below us.Blessed gazes surged toward us like a tide, warm and joyful.In the shadowy corner of the chapel's back row, a figure stood out of place amid the surrounding joy.A darkness in the light.Ethan wore a slightly worn black suit, as if hastily retrieved from storage.The fabric was wrinkled, not properly pressed.He leaned against the cold stone wall, staring
The question came out strangled, disbelieving."How could you be carrying someone else's child?!"His voice rose with each word.His emotions instantly spiraled out of control, drawing curious glances from visitors around us.People were starting to stare, to whisper."We agreed before that we would only have each other in this lifetime, only us!"He was nearly shouting now."Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten all those promises we made?"His hands gestured wildly."Why did you give up on me? Why did you choose someone else!"The accusations poured out, desperate and angry.Faced with his hysterical accusations and questioning, I didn't get angry.I didn't even feel much of a ripple in my emotions.No rage, no satisfaction at his pain, nothing.I just quietly waited for him to finish venting, my expression calm.Then my lips curved up slightly into a small smile.No resentment, no vindictive satisfaction, only calm and relief.Peace that came from truly moving on."Ethan, people al
Four years was enough time to wash away many traces and quietly reshape a person.Time had worked its slow magic, healing wounds and building new foundations.Inside Seacity's top-tier flower exhibition center, I was hosting a new rose show.The grand hall was filled with visitors, their voices creating a pleasant hum of appreciation.After accepting my inheritance and no longer worrying about daily necessities or survival, I had completely immersed myself in cultivating new flower varieties.It became my passion, my purpose.Ethan wasn't a good person, but the roses were innocent.They held no blame for what had happened.Moreover, those were varieties I had cultivated with my own heart and hands.Each one represented hours of work, days of care.In the past, due to lack of money and resources, I had been forced to sell them to the rose garden.Giving away my creations just to survive.But since I took over that rose garden with my inheritance, seeing the varieties I had once cultivat
He suddenly turned to look at the nervous staff watching him, his voice hoarse and demanding."Let me see the cultivation records and flower language notes. Now."The staff exchanged worried glances with each other.This man looked half-mad, dangerous.But something in his face made them obey.One of them nervously handed over a worn notebook.The master cultivation journal.Ethan snatched the notebook from their hands, his fingers trembling so violently he could barely hold it.The leather cover was soft with age.He hastily wiped away the dust on the cover with his sleeve and opened it eagerly.His hands shook as he turned the pages.On the yellowed pages was my neat, careful handwriting.Each letter formed with precision and care.Recording the cultivation process of each rose variety in meticulous detail.Fertilizing schedules, watering amounts, lighting requirements, pest control methods.Every single detail was meticulously documented.Nothing was left out.But more than that, in






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