LOGINRaina’s POV
“No,” I say after a dragged silence. My voice sounds sharper and more composed than how I feel. I am crashing inside, my temperature running higher than a volcano. “No, I refuse to sign this.”
I refold the letter, tuck it back into the envelope, and toss it the same way it came.
Xavier’s nose flares, but he says nothing. He picks up the envelope and tucks it into his pocket.
His brows lower slightly, and creased lines form along his forehead. His gray eyes are now the same shade as the night sky, flashing and reflecting the lightning that stretches past.
“Raina, just sign it,” Mother whispers beside me, her voice a bit shaky. “It will make this process easier for you.”
“Yes, for all of us,” Dad adds from the sidelines.
“I promise to pay you handsomely for taking care of my son for these three years,” Xavier’s father says, already pulling out a cheque book.
Watching him write down the amount, with a satisfied smile etched on his face as his wife looks on approvingly, my stomach churns..
I have been reduced to a number written on paper. I thought by now, they should know I didn’t marry their son for money, and surely, I wouldn’t leave him because of money.
“Take this.” He stretches out his hand to me. “It’s a sum of five million mooncoins.”
My brothers and parents gasp at the amount. Mum snatches the cheque and proceeds to thank my in-laws with more words than necessary.
“I will not be compensated with money,” I say, slamming my palm on the dinner table as I spring to my feet.
“Then what do you want?” Xavier asks. I hear the irritation in his tone, and it stings my heart. Why does he think I would accept money?
Jayda whimpers beside him, shaking her head as a single teardrop trickles down her porcelain cheeks. “She wants her husband. She wants you, Xavi. I’m so sorry for coming in between you and Raina. I should have known you two would be in love by now.”
Xavier wraps an arm around her, cuddling her like she is as delicate as glass. “There’s nothing to be sorry for. You did nothing wrong by coming back home.” He turns his head to face me again.
I hate the way Xavier’s eyes darken as he stares at me, and the striking contrast of the mild, tender softness he shows Jayda.
Mum pushes the cheque toward me and whispers, “Five million mooncoins, Raina! Five whole million. Think about how rich you’ll become.”
I pick up the cheque and rip it into shreds. Xavier’s parents’ excited faces drops in utter disbelief.
“No!” I snap again before storming out of the chambers.
“Raina!” Mum yells after me. “Come back here. Think about…”
I slam the double doors shut, burying Mum’s haunting voice. Wind blows icy droplets of rain into my face, and that serves as the final blow to release the scream buried in my throat.
The guards are all gone, and I’m alone facing the storm with my back pressed against the door.
I scream out again and again until all that I can make out from my mouth is a wheezing sound. It’s a moonless night, hence there’s no comfort for my wailing wolf.
The storm later dies down, at the same time I lose energy to scream. I sit on the floor, soaking in my misery while the cold bites angrily at my skin.
My eyes catches sight of movement in the dark distance
I spring to my feet at once, crossing the courtyard with a strength I didn’t know I had left.
Four men are taking down a statue of me. They hold mallets in their hands, and the statue is already damaged.
“How dare you!” I snap.
They back away from the statue, and one of them, marked as a Gamma, speaks up. “The Alpha requested it to be brought down.”
“Why?” I can’t believe my ears. This statue was placed here after I helped the health sector of the pack conduct a test to get rid of a dangerous disease that could have wiped everyone out. I risked my life to save the pack, and this statue was meant to honor that sacrifice.
“The Alpha says his new bride is allergic to stone sculptures, so we’re taking down all statues around the packhouse.”
I bite my tongue as a wave of anger burns through my insides.
“His new bride,” I repeat, a smile curling at the corner of my lips as tears trickle down my face. So the whole pack knows?
“I’m sorry,” he says before resuming the destruction of my statue.
As they bash my stone replica, it feels like I am the one being struck.
I turn and run as fast as I can toward the packhouse.
The guards rise to their feet as I rush past, but they don’t bow or try to stop me.
If my eyes weren’t blurred with tears, I would have noticed that all my pictures have been taken down and replaced with Jayda’s.
As I reach the door to our bedroom, my nose catches Xavier’s scent, but he isn’t alone.
Cold sweat drips down my face and back. I feel the urge to turn around and hide until tomorrow, to avoid seeing something that will shatter my heart even more.
I am about to give in to that urge when I hear it.
“I need an heir,” Xavier says. “Raina hasn’t gotten pregnant once in the past three years.”
The air is knocked out of my lungs, as if I have been punched in the chest. Xavier has never complained about having a child to me. I never even knew it was a problem.
I hear kisses and I feel like bursting through the door and tearing them apart. But I remain still, like my statue, while their words shatter me.
“Raina had a bad accident when we were younger. I feared even back then that she might be barren,” Jayda whispers.
I gasp, covering my mouth with my hands. Jayda swore never to tell anyone about my accident, the one that happened when I tried to save her as children.
“I can’t have a barren mate,” Xavier mutters.
“It’s not Raina’s fault,” Jayda moans. “I feel so bad for taking my sister’s man.”
I hear the bed squeak, followed by more sounds and Xavier’s raspy voice. “No, you’ve done nothing wrong. You’re the kindest woman I know. Raina will be fine. I’ll compensate her in the best way I can.”
I can’t bear the insult anymore.
I push the door open and walk in.
They jerk in shock, quickly rearranging themselves on the bed.
“Raina!” Xavier calls out.
I ignore them and head straight to the walk-in closet. I throw a few clothes into a small bag and turn to leave.
“Wait!” Xavier orders.
I turn around to see his eyes glowing red.
Xavier has never used his Alpha voice on me before. My feet root to the floor, and no matter how much I want to run, I can’t move.
“What else do you want from me?” I ask, tears forcing their way down my face.
He breaks eye contact and looks back at Jayda who sits cross-legged on our bed, half-naked.
“The wedding is tomorrow.” He clears his throat uncomfortably. “I’d love for you to be there.”
A stifled chuckle escapes my lips. I take a deep breath and exhale slowly. My heart feels heavier than lead, and although the last thing I want to do is smile, it’s all I have the strength left for.
I turn to Jayda and force a faint smile. “Congratulations, sister. I wish you and my…” I pause. “You and Xavier, a happy married life, blessed with the children I couldn’t bear for him.”
“Raina, wait!” Xavier calls.
But I am already out the door, running into the darkness, through the woods with no destination in mind.
Xavier's POVThis must be the worst day of the Doctor’s life. Chained and surrounded by guards with half of WestMoon’s Elites gawking around, I’m certain this isn't what she planned for her first month in this pack. A hand touches mine, snapping my mind back to reality. “You're doing the right thing.” Jayda reassures me with a faint smile. My beautiful wife looks pale and weary. It saddens me to see her in such state, which brings my mind to a fixed thought; what if Dr Winter had actually poisoned Jayda? My eyes goes to meet her across the space. She's calm with a blank stare on her face, hands flaccid on her laps. She looks unbothered, a little hypnotized even. Apart from the incessant tapping of her left foot against the floor, there were no signs of anxiety in her. If she were guilty, she would be nervous definitely, but what if she's cold and manipulative, and just unremorseful for her crimes to even bother breaking a sweat? I sigh, returning my gaze to Jayda. “I know.” I giv
Jayda's POVI didn't sleep last night. Partly because of the gruesome experience of ingesting poison, but also because of the surprising excitement bubbling through me. While pain drove me crazy, the thoughts running through my mind were a natural anesthetic. The mind is truly powerful and has a way of distorting reality because tonight, which should have been an absolute nightmare, turned out to be the opposite. Sunlight spews into the room in dazzling colours, giving my room a golden glaze as the sun rises. It's morning already, and Xavier will be here any minute from now. Excitement gathers in my chest as I wait for his scent, but the clock keeps ticking, and my anxiety grows. He shouldn't have left me anyway. Who leaves his sick wife in the middle of the night? It's cruel and unfair, especially after I begged him to stay. I wonder what else warms him up at night better than me. A sour taste grows on my tongue as my excitement starts to dwindle. Maybe I should get a new hairsty
Kael's POVAt first, I thought the noise was coming from my toy helicopter. But then someone snorted loudly, followed by the creak of a chair, and I woke up fully.Mummy doesn't snore. Pushing away the blankets, I climb off the bed and tiptoe to the shut windows. It's dark inside but only a streak of sunlight streams in through a gap in the curtains. Sweat marrs my forehead as I stand with my back against the window. A slight tremor makes my teeth clatter together. Mummy doesn't believe this pack is safe, and as much as I want to have fun here, I don't also know what happened and how I got to the hospital.The person turns in the chair, groaning as his long legs stick out from the blanket. My suspicions are right, that's definitely a man’s leg: hairy and muscular. Probably a warrior gamma. The couch is too small to fit the big man and as he turns in his sleep, the couch creaks and then tilts. I hear a loud thud followed by curses spewing from the stranger. I should run but I'm to
Dr Winter's POVI blame my parents. The window doesn't bulge as I try to force it shut. The storm has long died down, but the wind still carries an uncanny chill. “Damn,” I wince, dropping from the gap in the wall I had climbed to reach the cell's tiny window. Sticking my cut finger into the warmth of my mouth, I suck in hoping to stop the mild bleeding. The rusted metal framing the grimy window had torn my finger, and I'm less concerned about the bleeding but rather the high risk of getting tetanus. Retiring to the concrete floor, I sit with my legs folded and intertwined at my ankles. Like I said, I blame my parents for my messed up life. Maybe if mum left my dad after the many times he gambled away our houserent, or if Dad left mum after he found out about her secret affairs, I wouldn't be here today. But no, after each heated quarrel, curses, tears and ceramics flying across the kitchen they still stayed together. I used to think it was love. What a stupid kid. They traumatize
Jayda's POVIf hell had a feeling, It had to be this. “Are you hungry?” Koch asks as he carries the bucket and mopstick from the floor. For the third time in the last hour, he had wiped the floors clean because I kept vomiting everything I took in. Yet this unwise dwarf can't quit his need to overplease me. Grimacing, I huff and dart my eyes away from the pesky man and to the other end of the bedroom where a more aggravating fellow stands, muttering orders to the chief physician. The only difference between them is that one is my servant and the other, my Alpha mate, whom I'm madly in love with. A contraction kicks in, and it feels like my intestines are shredding to bits. I wince, blowing a rush of air from my mouth, my lips vibrating. Xavier turns to me and quickly dismisses the physician, who bows and exits the room. Finally, I can breathe. As much as I don't mind being the centre of attention, it gets quite distressing when over fifty grown men are in your room by 1 am in the
Dr Winter's POVThe burning wood cackles in the hearth, throwing spittles of fire in the air. It's a cold and quiet night in WestMoon, as the angry storm had chased everyone into their homes, and even the usual chirping and croaking of nocturnal animals can't be heard. Cradled on a couch with a warm blanket wrapped around my shoulders, I watch the fireplace and listen to the violent rhythm of cackling fire. My mind is an unsafe place to be in, and so I'll rather spend tonight watching the only thing that feels alive. Kael had cried to sleep. After Xavier and his Beta had left the bar, Kael took off and ran into his room. I followed him, and pushed open the door before he could lock it. Reflecting on it now, I wish I hadn't. I could have spared myself the heartache and horror of hearing my son cry for his real father. It had been a minute since Kael had thrown such a tantrum, and my heart had appreciated it. Kael said a lot tonight, some made me cry while others made me angry and reg
Dr. Winter’s POVDo you know that feeling where it seems like you're moving, but the ground is shifting under your feet? That's how I feel right now as I flounder across the dance hall, searching for Kael.The party is buzzing with life, and no one seems to pay attention to the lady who's losing he
Xavier’s POVI’ve had awkward encounters in the past, but nothing beats this. I can't stop staring at Dr. Winter. My mind is trying to solve an inconceivable puzzle of how this lady can be so similar to my ex-wife and yet still so different. The party is coming to an end, and most people are eith
XAVIER's POV(Six Years Later)"We lost the baby."I close my eyes and take a deep breath. A weight drops on my heart, threatening to rip every fibre of muscles in my chest."Again?" Father exclaims, shooting up to his feet and rushing towards the doctor. He grabs the doctor by the collar and pushe
RAINA’s POVI don’t know how long I ran. Hours? Days? A week, maybe?There is no way for me to account for time, as all I see around me are green leaves, moss on rocks, and the peeling bark of old trees.At first, I had heard whistles and dog barks, probably from the pack’s search party. It didn’t







