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Chapter 4

Author: Candy A
After I was discharged, I went home.

The whole villa was so silent I could hear my own breathing.

I took out everything connected to Alpha Aron—old letters, photos, the badge engraved with his name.

I had planned to give those to him as my Luna’s gift when we officially bonded.

Now—they were a joke.

I stuffed it all into a bag and threw it into the fireplace, watching the flames devour the past.

As I turned, I heard a car door slam.

Aron had brought Susan home.

He stood in the doorway. His gaze swept the ashes, his expression a blade.

Susan nestled in his arms; voice soft. “See, Aron? Julia really learned her lesson this time. She’s still my sister—don’t be so cold to her.”

His eyes slid over me; his tone stayed flat. “I’ve never had patience for the unimportant.”

I didn’t answer. I nodded and went upstairs.

In that moment I realized my heart had gone numb, stripped of even the smallest warmth.

The next day was Susan and Aron’s engagement banquet.

The Silver Claw Pack’s territory blazed with light; wolves toasted and sang in the courtyards.

The whole celebration was for her—the future Luna.

I sat in a corner and watched the bustle.

They laughed, congratulated, praised—no one spared me a glance.

“Worthy of Alpha Aron’s mate candidate— even the moon‑flowers are blooming for her.”

“I heard the ‘Sacred Flame’ will be lit tonight. It’s the Moon Goddess’s blessing on the new Luna.”

“Julia is pitiful— even the Silver Claw Pack doesn’t want to claim her.”

The words drifted past me like wind.

I saw Aron, Susan, and my parents standing at the head table, their smiles dazzling. Lisa and Henry lifted the silver chalice of honor to Susan while Aron let her loop her arm through his and take one goblet of wine after another.

My palms ached with phantom pain.

It was a scene I had dreamed of.

Now, the dream was shattered clean through.

I rose to leave.

But Susan turned, smiling sweetly, and called to me, “Julia, where’s your gift? Don’t tell me you forgot.”

Silence fell.

I took a small box from my bag and handed it over.

She opened it; her smile went elusive.

Just then, Aron’s gaze snagged on my wrist.

His expression froze. “You—what’s that on your hand?”

I looked down at the crescent‑moon bracelet on my wrist.

It was the one thing I hadn’t had the heart to burn.

When he was ambushed and blinded, I saved him.

The wind and snow had been too strong that night. Afraid he’d forget me; he had pressed this bracelet into my palm.

I said nothing.

He strode over and grabbed my wrist, his voice suddenly urgent. “How is this bracelet with you? That night… was it you?”

I lifted my head and met his stunned eyes.

In the moonlight, his face came into focus, line by line.

I didn’t answer. I only smiled a little.

Some truths don’t need my words; time will unveil them.
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