MasukAria POV
The next day arrived faster than I was ready for. I was summoned at dawn. The elders had agreed to Logan's request. My bond was to be severed. I stood in the center of the community building, my head bowed, my tangled hair falling around my face. I could hear the pack gathering around me-the shuffle of feet, the whispers of confusion, the quiet voices of parents trying to understand what was happening. Children stared at me from behind their mothers. Even the soldiers, the very men I had helped and supported, stood watching in helpless silence. Logan stepped onto the dais in front of the community building. Natalia stood beside him, her arm wrapped around his, her rounded belly proudly displayed. My parents stood behind them, smiling from ear to ear. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Murmurs spread like wildfire. "What is the meaning of this, Logan?" Elder Marcus stepped forward, his voice sharp with authority. "I am here today to sever my mate bond with Aria." Logan's voice was flat and dismissive. "Natalia will become the Luna of this pack." The crowd erupted. I heard a woman's voice rise above the chaos. "Aria has been a good Luna! When you were traveling, she took care of this pack! She fed our children when we had nothing!" Another voice joined in. "Why should we choose Natalia over her? Natalia abandoned this pack years ago!" "Who will help us through the plague, Alpha?" Logan's jaw tightened. His eyes swept over me with cold contempt. "She cannot bear an heir. For five years, Aria has been unable to give me a child. She is useless. She is to step down from her position." Elias shot to his feet, his face pale with barely contained fury. "This is outrageous! To sever her bond for such nonsense reasons? The bond could kill her, Logan! Are you so heartless that you would sacrifice her life for your selfish desires?" "It is a very good reason." Logan's voice was cold. "She is barren. The pack will die without an heir. Natalia has already proven she can give me what Aria could not." Natalia stepped forward, one hand resting on her belly. She smiled at the crowd, her eyes wide with false innocence. "I know this is difficult," she said, her voice dripping with false sympathy. "But I am carrying the future of this pack. I will be a good Luna. I promise. As for the plague, we could simply hire someone else to handle it." "This is outrageous!" The voices around me blurred into a distant murmur. I stared at Logan. He met my gaze, and I quickly looked away, too ashamed to see what was in his eyes. If only I had borne him a pup sooner. "I agree to sever the bond." The words left my mouth, my voice flat and hollow. Logan's eyes widened in shock before he quickly masked it. He hadn't expected me to agree. Natalia's smirk widened, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction, while Elias looked at me in horror. I stepped forward. "I'm ready for the chants." The elders hesitated, exchanging uncertain glances. Elias suddenly lunged forward, but two soldiers grabbed him and held him back. "Let me go!" he shouted, his voice breaking. "Aria! Do not let them do this! Fight!" Logan snapped at him with a deep growl before turning back to me. "She won't die. I'm sure she's smart enough to find a way to survive this, don't you think?" I said nothing. I simply stood there, staring at the sky. The elders began to chant, the ancient words of the severing ritual filling the air. I felt the bond in my chest-the invisible thread connecting me to Logan-begin to tear. I gasped as my knees buckled beneath me, sending me crashing to the ground. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I groaned, trying to keep my composure, but the pain was too much. It burned through me, suffocating me, as my wolf screamed inside me, fighting to hold on. The pain intensified, and she grew weaker by the second. Blood filled my mouth. The pain became unbearable. I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat and echoing through the courtyard. My wolf howled inside me, fighting until the very end. Then the bond shattered. I was thrown backward as blood spilled from my mouth. The world spun around me. I could barely breathe or think, feeling only the hollow emptiness where my wolf used to be. She was gone. I was alone. Logan looked down at me, his face unreadable, before turning to Natalia. "Now move out of my estate. Your duty is done." I tried to stand, but the pain in my chest nearly brought me back to my knees. Elias ran toward me, but Logan's voice cut through the air. "Beta Elias, you are hereby banned from the pack." Elias went still, his face paling. Whispers erupted around the courtyard as the elders stepped forward in fury. "Logan, how dare you ban Elias!" Elder Marcus shouted. "He is the Beta of this pack! He has served faithfully for years!" Logan's voice was cold and absolute. "Shut up. I am your Alpha, and my word is final. Get this traitor out of my pack." Elias stood frozen, his hands trembling at his sides. "Aria..." His voice broke. "I failed you." I forced a smile, even as blood dripped from my lips. "You did everything you could, Elias. Go. Please. Just go." "No," he said, his voice fierce. "I will not leave you." I looked at him, at the one person who had never abandoned me. "It's okay. I've been alone all along. I'll manage." The soldiers grabbed him. He fought, thrashing against them and screaming my name, but they dragged him away-out of the courtyard, out of the pack, out of my life. I was alone. I collapsed onto the cold stone floor, my body broken and my wolf gone. I let the darkness take me.Aria POVI sat at the small table in my chamber, exhausted from the day. My fight with Elias weighed heavily on my mind, but I pushed it aside. I couldn't afford to dwell on that now.I held a quill and paper, trying to jot down observations from when I visited the princess with Magnus. My hand moved slowly and carefully as I wrote.Subject: Selene. Status: Unconscious, unresponsive. Physical signs: Pale face, slow blood flow, shallow breathing.I paused, tapping the quill against my chin. The princess had been pale when I saw her. Too pale. Her skin had a greyish tint that worried me. I had seen that look before in patients who were slipping away.I wrote more.Wolf status: Dormant. Unresponsive. No signs of shifting or stirring.That was the most concerning part. If her wolf was asleep with her, it would be much harder to wake her. An unresponsive wolf could mean permanent damage. Or death.I chewed on my lip,
Aria POVI lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. The pain in my back made every small movement ache, but at least the dizziness had faded.I had insisted Elara take me to my own chamber instead of staying in Magnus's room. I couldn't stand being there, surrounded by his scent.Elara had gone to get me some food, so I was alone with my thoughts. My mind kept drifting to the maid who promised to get me the receipts. I hoped she was actually on my side and wasn't just setting me up. I couldn't afford to trust the wrong person.My hand drifted to my belly, resting there gently. I was grateful my baby was safe, but now I needed to be more careful. I couldn't let anything happen to them again.A knock came from my door. I sat up carefully, wincing."Come in," I said.The door opened, and Elias walked in. His body was still bandaged, his face lined with worry. He rushed to my bedside, his hands hovering over me like he was afr
Magnus POVI sat in my office, the weight of the day pressing down on me. Adrian and Ossian stood before me, their faces grim as they delivered their findings."Some of the maids and staff are reluctant to speak," Adrian said. "But I've confirmed it from six people. The steward has been whipping them. He's done it to maids, kitchen workers, and stable boys.""For what reasons?" I asked, rubbing my temples."Stealing. Disobeying. And more." Adrian paused, his voice softening slightly. "Is Aria alright?"I looked at him, surprised by the question. Adrian had been suspicious of her from the beginning, yet here he was, asking about her wellbeing."She is," I said slowly. "Why do you ask?"Adrian sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I don't think she's the type who deserves to take a whip to her back. She's going to have scars. I just hope the baby is fine."Ossian interrupted. "Either way, it seems we have a probl
Aria POVMagnus lifted the steward by the throat, the man choking and gasping, his legs dangling uselessly. Magnus wasn't listening to his pleas. His grip was iron, his eyes burning with cold fury.The head maid stumbled forward, her face pale, her voice trembling. "My King... we were punishing the thief."Magnus's eyes snapped to her. He threw the steward hard to the ground. The man hit the stone floor with a heavy thud, gasping for air as he clutched his bruised neck."Since when does punishment involve whipping?" Magnus's voice boomed through the courtyard, echoing off the stone walls. "And you had the audacity to do it in front of a crowd? You must be out of your mind."The head maid shrank back. "My King, she stole an important book. It was the late Queen's-""I don't even let the criminals I execute feel pain," Magnus cut her off, his voice cold and deadly. "But you dared to do this. To my mate."He turned to me, h
Aria POVThey dragged me to my chambers, shoving me through the doorway so hard I stumbled and nearly fell. The steward and head maid entered behind me, their faces cold and triumphant, while soldiers gripped my arms, holding me in place. A crowd had gathered outside the door. Maids, servants, soldiers, all pressing forward, eager to witness my humiliation.I scanned the faces desperately, hoping to see Magnus or even Ossian. They weren't here."Search it," the steward commanded, his voice sharp as a blade.Two soldiers lunged forward, tearing through my belongings with ruthless efficiency. They ripped my clothes from the wardrobe, tossed my few possessions across the floor, overturned the small table. The sound of breaking glass made me flinch.I tried to stay calm, but my heart pounded so loudly I was sure everyone could hear it.I didn't steal any book. I knew that.But as I watched them destroy my room, I caught the
Aria POV"Is this what you're looking for?"My breath caught in my throat. My hands grew sweaty, my heart hammering against my ribs. I forced myself to stay calm, to hide the panic clawing at my chest."What do you want?" I said, my voice carefully steady."Did I mention wanting anything?" the maid asked calmly, her eyes unreadable.I studied her for a moment, my mind racing. "You wouldn't be holding that in front of me if you weren't expecting something in return. It's better if you return it... unless you want trouble."The maid smiled, which caught me off guard. She stepped forward and handed me the papers. I took them, shocked but still wary."You should be careful," she said softly, her voice dropping. "What if one of the steward's or head maid's puppets found this? It wouldn't end well for you."I let out a slow breath, clutching the papers to my chest. "Are you going to tell anyone?""No. But I w







