Wolfless Luna ( my ex mate’s regret )

“Why does my son carry another pack’s mark!!." Jaxon yelled, holding our child like it was a piece of dirt or a curse itself.

I was still shaking on the bed, sweat on my skin, blood between my legs, my body burning and aching after hours of pain. The pack midwives were still around me, one holding my shoulders, while others were whispering, knowing this was all bad.

I was tired. I was weak. But the moment Jaxon screamed, everything inside me went cold.

I turned my head slowly.

“My son?” I whispered. “Jaxon, what are you.."

He was standing near the fire pit, the baby in his arms. My baby. Our baby. His face, which had been full of joy just moments ago, was now twisted with rage. His hands were shaking.

The room went silent.

The midwives froze.

The baby cried, a soft weak sound, like he already knew something was wrong with this world.

Jaxon lifted the baby’s tiny arm.

There it was.

The mark.

A dark crescent, shaped like a claw wrapped around a wolf skull.

The mark of the Grim Wolf Pack.... my pack.

My heart dropped.

“No…” I breathed. “Please… let me speak.”

Jaxon’s eyes snapped to me, glowing red.

“Speak?” he roared. “You dared to spread your legs for another man and you want to speak?”

The words hit me harder than any slap.

“I did not betray you,” I cried. “Jaxon, I swear on the Moon...”

“Liar!” he screamed. “This mark does not belong to my bloodline. This is not my son!”

The midwives stepped back, fear in their eyes.

One of them whispered, “Alpha… calm yourself…”

“Silence!” Jaxon snapped. “Get away from him.”

He looked down at the baby again, his jaw tight.

“I welcomed this child,” he said coldly. “I rejoiced at his first cry. And all this time, you were laughing at me. Carrying another man’s bastard in my house.”

My chest hurt. I tried to sit up, but pain shot through my body and I fell back with a cry.

“No,” I sobbed. “You don’t understand. The child has the mark because of me.”

Jaxon laughed, a harsh cruel sound.

“Because of you?” he repeated. “Do you think I am stupid?”

“I am the Grim Wolf Alpha Queen,” I said, my voice shaking but loud enough to be heard. “The mark passed through me.”

The room filled with murmurs.

" I thought the alpha said she was packless."

" How could she even pass down a grim wolf mark when she's born without a wolf."

Kristina stepped forward, smiling evily like my child just helped her win a lottery.

Kristina.

The woman Jaxon had chosen as his chosen mate just before he found me. The woman the pack loved. The woman who hated me with quiet smiles just because I was wolfless.

“If that were true,” she said calmly, “then where is your mark, Laura?”

My heart pounded.

“Show us,” Kristina continued. “A Grim Wolf always carries her mark.”

I swallowed.

“I sealed my wolf,” I said quietly.

The words fell like stones. i never wanted to reveal this to anyone, but now, it was the matter of my child's life.

The room exploded with voices.

“A sealed wolf?” “That is impossible.” “A wolfless werewolf cannot pass a mark.” “She is lying.”

Kristina smiled.

“A sealed wolf cannot bear a marked child,” she said softly. “Everyone knows that.”

I shook my head wildly.

“It is rare, not impossible,” I cried. “Please, listen to me Jaxon, I only lied about my pack because I didn't want you to reject me. if you knew I was from a more powerful pack than you, if you knew I was the barer of the legendary silver wolf and the alpha female of my pack,you would reject me. I sealed my wolf just to be with you Jaxon. I did it to protect our love." I cried, heavy tears falling off my eyes.

Jaxon stepped closer to the bed.

“Protect our love?." he asked. “By turning me into a fool?”

He turned to the guards at the door.

“Take the child.”

“No!” I screamed.

Two guards stepped forward.

I pushed myself off the bed, pain tearing through me as I fell to the floor.

“Please!” I cried, crawling toward them. “He is innocent. He is your blood too, Jaxon, I swear it.”

Kristina placed a hand on Jaxon’s arm.

“A bastard child cannot live,” she said. “If you allow this, the pack will laugh at you. They will say their Alpha raises another man’s spawn.”

Jaxon’s face went hard.

“Execute the child,” he ordered.

The world stopped.

I screamed. I grabbed his leg and pressed my bloody hands to his feet.

“Please!” I begged. “I will do anything. Punish me. Kill me. Just not him.”

Jaxon kicked me away.

I crashed into the floor, gasping in pain.

“You disgust me,” he said. “I will not kill you. You are my fated mate.”

Hope flickered in my chest for one weak second.

Then he continued.

“But you will never be my Luna again.”

My heart shattered.

“You will stay alive,” he said coldly. “As my fuckmate. As my breeder. Nothing more.”

The room spun.

“Your movements will be restricted,” he added. “You will not speak in council. You will not command anyone. You belong to me, and you will remember your place.”

I screamed as the guards took my baby.

His cries echoed through the hall.

“Jaxon!” I sobbed. “Please! Look at him! He has your eyes!”

He turned away.

“Get her off the floor,” he said. “And take the child.”

I lay there, broken, blood on my hands, tears blinding my eyes, listening to my baby cry as they carried him away.

Kristina, giving a wicked smile as she walked out if the room.

two guards grabbed my arm, carrying me out of the room. not as the Luna the once respected, but as a prisoner in their pack.

how could Jaxon be so heartless!!.

how could he kill an innocent child ?.

I regret ever meeting him and accepting him as my mate, and that was going to end today.