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Marcus sat on the sofa holding our child's preserved remains, the weight of the container feeling heavier than anything he'd ever carried.The silence in the house was deafening. No sound of my footsteps on the hardwood floors. No humming from the kitchen as I prepared his favorite meals. No gentle laughter echoing from upstairs.Only now did he realize how much he'd neglected me during this entire time.Marcus's mind raced through the past few months, each memory hitting him like a physical blow.More and more things had disappeared from the house. I'd tried to talk to him so many times, only to be interrupted by Rose's calls or his pack business. I'd even made the trip to the hunting grounds to find him, only to be sent away because Rose needed his attention."Baby, I have to handle something urgent," he'd said, barely looking at me.The hurt in my eyes should have been a warning. But he'd been too blind to see it.Even when I'd given him the mate bond dissolution papers, he'd signed

The next morning, shocking news swept through all the newspapers: "Twenty-Five Warriors Mysteriously Vanish!"The headlines screamed across every news outlet in the werewolf territories. Photos of the missing rogues covered the front pages, their faces staring back with dead eyes.But Marcus felt no satisfaction looking at the coverage.Marcus had already tortured and thrown them all into the ocean the night before. From their confessions, he'd learned every detail of what happened that terrible day.The memories of their screams still echoed in his ears. Each one had begged for mercy before revealing another piece of the horrific puzzle."Please, Alpha! We didn't know she was your mate!""The orders came from higher up! We were just following commands!""She fought so hard for the baby! She kept screaming for you to save her!"That last confession had nearly broken him. Marcus had to stop the interrogation twice to vomit, the image of me fighting desperately to protect our child while

From his last phone call with my father, even though he hadn't gotten an answer, Marcus was certain I was with my father.The conversation had been brief, but telling. William Cross's fury had confirmed what Marcus suspected—I was safe in the Northern Territories, under my father's protection.With a general direction, the search became much easier.Marcus threw every resource at his disposal into finding me. His trackers, his contacts, his connections across the werewolf territories—all focused on one goal.Soon, Marcus obtained information about my whereabouts."She's enrolled in the Northern Healer Academy," his Beta reported. "Classes start at dawn, end at dusk. She's studying to become a certified healer."Marcus felt a stab of pride mixed with guilt. I was rebuilding my life, pursuing dreams I'd set aside for him.Marcus wanted to bring something meaningful from our shared memories to win me back, but this empty house contained nothing.He searched through every room, every drawe

After that day, Marcus came looking for me two more times, but Ryan turned him away each time.The first time, Marcus had waited outside the healer academy for three hours. When Ryan found him there, Marcus looked desperate and disheveled."I just want to talk to her," Marcus had pleaded. "Five minutes. That's all.""She doesn't want to see you," Ryan replied firmly. "And I won't let you hurt her again."The second time was worse. Marcus had somehow gotten into the academy building and was waiting by my classroom door.Ryan had to physically escort him out while I hid in the supply closet, my hands shaking with anger and fear."If you come here again, I'll call security," Ryan warned. "Stay away from her."I thought Marcus had given up and was just starting to breathe easier when I suddenly received a strange text message."Serena Cross, we need to meet."The message came from an unknown number. I stared at my phone screen, feeling uneasy.I didn't know who this was or how they'd gotte

Marcus completely refused to believe Rose's words.Even as they echoed in his mind, he pushed them away with desperate force.How could he not love me?The question tormented him, but he couldn't accept any answer that painted him as the villain.He'd become my mate, we'd conceived a child together, he'd cared for me in every detail. How could he not love me?Every morning he'd brought me coffee in bed. Every night he'd held me close. Every time I'd smiled, his heart had jumped.That had to be love. It had to be.My dissolving our mate bond was all Rose's fault.Marcus clung to this belief like a drowning man clutching driftwood.Marcus blamed everything on Rose.She was the poison that had infected his relationship with me. She was the wedge that had driven us apart.If not for Rose, he'd still be with me right now. I'd be his Luna, and our baby would have been born safely.We'd be a family. Happy. Complete.Marcus looked at Rose, who had fainted on the sofa from his attack.Blood tri