Lahat ng Kabanata ng Running With His Twin Heirs Right Under His Nose: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

I clutched the scroll that could sever a mate bond so tightly its fragile edges nearly cut into my fingers.Every coin I had saved, I had given to a black-market witch. She promised me a clean ending between me and my mate—one without the agony of soul-rending or blood rituals.Five years. For five years, I had been Felix Frost's Luna in name, nothing more than a shadow in his life.At pack meetings, Lunas from other packs treated me as if I were invisible, their laughter echoing in circles I could never enter. My pack looked at me as though I carried a plague. Their gazes darted past me, cold and quick, never sparing even the most basic of greetings.And Felix's parents were polite on the surface, but their eyes never hid the disappointment that clung to me like a curse. To them, my being an Omega was a stain on Felix's perfect record.But today, all of it would end.This scroll—the one that severs a mate bond—was the key I had carefully prepared to unlock my freedom.When I returned

The Rare Wolfsbane Treatment Symposium at the Neutral Territory would last four years.The head healer there had already written to me twice, urging me to report in the autumn.Four years—far away in a distant land, far from Felix, far from Mary.I hardly hesitated before agreeing.What happened last night replayed in my mind like a nightmare on an endless loop. I remembered with painful clarity: when Felix touched me, my mind recoiled, but my body—traitorous, desperate—yielded to him.I couldn't let that loss of control happen again. I couldn't allow myself to drown in the illusion of his false tenderness. That was why I made my decision: pack my things and leave.In six days, once I reached a safe, stable, and faraway place, I would finally be able to use that scroll to sever the mate bond without him ever noticing.I packed a single suitcase, staring at what else I could take. My gaze drifted toward the nightstand. The only thing that could truly be called personal there was

While waiting in the airport lounge, I opened the email from the Neutral Territory's Chief Healer.My pulse quickened as my eyes skimmed across the screen.There were no perfunctory pleasantries, just warmth and sincerity in every line.Not only had they arranged my housing and laboratory, they had even prepared a detailed guide to daily life in the territory. From supermarket locations to community activities, everything had been thought of.At the end, the message read: [Ms. Jean Thompson, we know every healer who chooses to leave their homeland and devote themselves to research carries immense courage. Rest assured, here, you will find nothing but unconditional support and respect. Your talent is our most treasured asset. We look forward to your arrival.]A hot sting burned my eyes.Respect. Something I had never truly been given in five long years within the Crescent Pack.There, I was only Felix's Omega Luna—an accessory, a shadow that could be ignored. My dedication and sk

The speedboat felt like a fragile leaf tossed in the violent sea, ready to be swallowed by the next towering wave.Felix's entire body was drenched in icy seawater. The sting of salt burned his eyes, but he didn't care.There was only one thought in his mind: find Jean.The sea after the tsunami was a chaotic graveyard—wrecked boats, shattered planks, and debris drifting across the water."Jean!"His roar was swallowed by the roar of the waves, returning nothing but silence.Despair seeped into his chest like the freezing water around him.The healer's words echoed relentlessly in his mind, "She's twelve weeks pregnant."His twins… his unborn twins… were out there with their mother, facing life and death in this hellish ocean.If only… if only he had noticed the signs sooner, seen through her disguise earlier, understood his own heart a moment sooner…But there were no "ifs."Just as panic and regret threatened to consume him, he spotted faint lights and moving figures on a

When I woke, the first thing I saw was Felix sitting beside my sleeping bag.The bloodshot redness in his eyes had deepened, and stubble had darkened his jaw. He looked both haggard and exhausted.Surprisingly, seeing him like this stirred no emotion in me… only a bone-deep fatigue.Instinctively, I built a mental wall, warning myself not to soften, not to give him another chance to hurt me.I deliberately looked away, as if he were nothing more than air.I forced myself upright and, ignoring my weak body, stepped out of the tent.My colleague Noah was taking inventory of supplies. Seeing me, he asked with concern, "Are you okay? Do you want to rest a little longer?""I'm fine. I need to check on the herbs," I replied, shaking my head as I strode toward a specially designed storage chest.Inside were the rare herbs we had risked our lives to gather—precious ingredients essential for studying the cure for wolfsbane.The instant I opened the chest to inspect the contents, the se