LOGINBella POV
The next two weeks passed in a way that felt strange to me. For the first time in three years of marriage, Ethan was actually living in the house with me. Sometimes when I woke up in the morning, I would see his shoes by the door or his jacket hanging on the chair in the living room, and I would just stand there staring for a moment. It still felt unreal. Ethan had never really stayed here before. But now he came home every night. Sometimes he even sat with me during breakfast before leaving for his Alpha duties. We didn’t talk much. Most of the time our conversations were short and simple. “Did you eat?” “Yes.” “I’ll be back late tonight.” “Okay.” That was usually how it went. But somehow the silence between us didn’t feel as cold as it used to. Sometimes we would sit at the dinner table without saying anything, and even though the room was quiet, it didn’t feel uncomfortable anymore. It almost felt… peaceful. If someone had seen us during those moments, they would probably think we were just a quiet married couple. Of course, reality still reminded me what this month really was. Every few days Ethan’s phone would ring. I never asked who it was. I already knew. Clara. Whenever it happened, he would step outside to take the call. His voice would become softer, calmer. Sometimes I could even hear her laughing faintly through the open window. Every time it happened, my chest felt tight. But I never complained. I was the one who asked for these thirty days. Even if it was temporary, I still wanted to hold onto it. Then the day of the pack celebration arrived. It was the biggest event of the year. Wolves from nearby packs would come to celebrate together. Normally I tried to stay quiet during these events. I never liked drawing attention to myself. But tonight felt different. Maybe it was because Ethan had been staying beside me these past two weeks. Or maybe it was because of the baby growing quietly inside me. When I stood in front of the mirror wearing my dark blue dress, I actually felt a little confident. The dress moved softly when I walked, and the silver patterns on it shined under the light. I braided part of my hair and pinned small moonflower clips into it. It was simple, but I liked it. For a moment I just stared at my reflection. “You look… different.” I turned around quickly. Ethan was standing by the door. I hadn’t even heard him come in. He was wearing a dark jacket, and somehow it made him look even taller than usual. But what surprised me was the look on his face. He looked… a little stunned. My cheeks warmed immediately. “Is it too much?” I asked nervously. Ethan looked at me for a few seconds before answering. “No.” He looked away slightly. “You look good.” It was such a simple sentence, but hearing it from Ethan made my heart beat a little faster. Soon we walked together to the celebration grounds. The place was full of music, laughter, and bright lanterns hanging from the trees. Wolves were talking, drinking, and enjoying the night. The moment Ethan and I walked in, several pack members noticed us. “Well look who finally came together!” someone shouted. A few people laughed. “Alpha, you’ve been hiding your Luna from us!” “Yeah, we barely see her!” My face immediately turned red. Then one of the warriors pointed toward the dance floor. “If you two look this good tonight, you have to dance!” More people started cheering. “Dance!” “Dance!” I wished the ground would just swallow me up. But before I could say anything, Ethan reached for my hand. His fingers wrapped around mine, warm and firm. “Come on,” he said. Before I could react, he led me to the dance floor. The music was slow. Ethan placed one hand on my waist and held my other hand as we started moving with the rhythm. My heart was beating so loudly I was sure everyone could hear it. For a moment neither of us spoke. But Ethan gently guided my steps so I wouldn’t trip. “Relax,” he murmured. “I am relaxed,” I whispered, even though that was obviously a lie. For a second, Ethan actually smiled. It was small, but I saw it. And somehow that made my chest feel warm. Around us people were laughing and enjoying the celebration. And for the first time since our marriage started… It felt normal. Like we were just another couple dancing together. But suddenly the atmosphere changed. People near the entrance started whispering. The music didn’t stop, but the energy in the crowd shifted. Ethan suddenly went still. His hand tightened slightly around mine. Confused, I followed his gaze toward the entrance. And that was when I saw her. Clara had arrived.Bella POVThe suitcase felt heavier than it should have as I walked down the quiet stone path that led away from the house, but I knew the weight wasn’t really coming from the clothes and books packed inside it; the heaviness came from everything I was leaving behind, everything that had once been my life for the past three years.The evening air was cool, and the wind moved softly through the tall trees surrounding the pack territory, making the leaves rustle together in a way that almost sounded like whispers following me as I walked.For a long time, this forest had felt like home.I had memorized every path, every clearing, every small stream where the younger wolves liked to play during the warmer seasons.I knew where the moonflowers bloomed during the full moon, and I knew which trees gave the best shade during the hot afternoons when the pack gathered outside the pack house.But tonight, as I walked past those same trees, the entire forest felt different.It felt like a place
Ethan POVThe envelope arrived in the late afternoon while I was sitting in my office at the pack house, and at the time I barely even looked up from the stack of reports spread across my desk because the entire day had already been filled with endless pack matters that demanded my attention, from border patrol reports to disputes between younger wolves who could never seem to control their tempers.One of the younger messengers knocked softly on the door before stepping inside, holding out a plain white envelope in both hands.“Alpha Ethan,” he said respectfully, “this was delivered from Luna— from Bella.”For a brief moment, the sound of her name made something strange flicker through my chest, but I pushed the feeling away almost immediately.“Just leave it there,” I replied casually, barely glancing at it.The messenger placed the envelope carefully on the corner of my desk before leaving the room, and when the door closed again the office returned to its usual quiet, filled only
Bella POVThe sky was gray the morning I left the hospital.It had been raining since the night before, and the drizzle still hadn’t stopped. The rain was soft and quiet, like the world itself didn’t want to make too much noise.I stood in the small cemetery behind the hospital, holding a tiny wooden box in my hands.The rain slowly soaked into my coat and dampened my hair, but I didn’t move.I didn’t even try to find shelter.For some reason the cold rain felt right on my skin.The wooden box in my hands felt too light.It should have been heavier.It should have held years of memories. Years of Birthdays and Laughter. Instead, it held something that had never even taken its first breath.I had imagined everything.I imagined a little child running through the pack house one day.I imagined small hands grabbing my fingers.I imagined a tiny face with Ethan’s gray eyes.But now…All of that was gone.And the only thing left was the small wooden box in my hands.There was no one standi
Bella POVWhen I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the smell.Hospitals always had the same strange smell, a mix of medicine, antiseptic, and something cold that made the air feel lifeless. It was the kind of smell that made you feel like nothing warm or happy could exist in a place like this.For a few seconds I didn’t move, because my body felt heavy and weak, like I had been sleeping for a very long time.Then slowly, the memories started coming back.The celebration.Clara falling.Ethan yelling at me.The guards.And the pain.The sharp, unbearable pain that had spread through my stomach like something tearing apart inside me.My hand immediately moved toward my abdomen.The moment my palm touched it, my heart started beating faster.Something felt… wrong.My stomach felt empty.Not physically empty, but something deeper than that, like a quiet absence that my body could feel even before my mind fully understood it.I slowly pushed myself up on the hospital bed, ignoring the
Bella POVThe moment Clara stepped into the celebration grounds, it felt like the entire atmosphere shifted in a way that was impossible to ignore, because the warm laughter and cheerful conversations that had been filling the air just moments ago suddenly quieted into soft whispers and curious glances.I could feel Ethan’s hand still holding mine as we stood on the dance floor, but the movement of the dance slowed slightly when people started noticing her arrival.Clara looked exactly the same as I remembered her, maybe even more beautiful than before, wearing a long crimson dress that hugged her figure perfectly while her dark hair fell smoothly over her shoulders like something out of a painting.Beside her stood the small boy everyone had been whispering about for weeks.The boy with Ethan’s gray eyes.I tried not to stare, but it was impossible not to notice how similar he looked to Ethan, especially when he tilted his head slightly in curiosity while looking around at the crowd.
Bella POVThe next two weeks passed in a way that felt strange to me.For the first time in three years of marriage, Ethan was actually living in the house with me.Sometimes when I woke up in the morning, I would see his shoes by the door or his jacket hanging on the chair in the living room, and I would just stand there staring for a moment. It still felt unreal.Ethan had never really stayed here before.But now he came home every night.Sometimes he even sat with me during breakfast before leaving for his Alpha duties.We didn’t talk much. Most of the time our conversations were short and simple.“Did you eat?”“Yes.”“I’ll be back late tonight.”“Okay.”That was usually how it went.But somehow the silence between us didn’t feel as cold as it used to.Sometimes we would sit at the dinner table without saying anything, and even though the room was quiet, it didn’t feel uncomfortable anymore.It almost felt… peaceful.If someone had seen us during those moments, they would probably







