Todos los capítulos de When the Alpha’s Scent Fades: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

After giving birth to Alpha Wesley Silvermoon's pup, I fell into severe postpartum depression.Whenever the scent he left on me began to fade, I couldn't help but have the urge to hurt myself.It was Wesley who held me tight in his arms, kissing my forehead repeatedly, saying, "Don't be afraid, Maggie. The pup and I will stay with you, always."Every morning, he took me to see a therapist. In the afternoon, he handled the pack's affairs. At night, he fed Brett the pup himself.The dark circles beneath his eyes grew heavier by the day, yet he never once complained.Until one day.Brett was crying for his mother, while I hid in the bathroom, hurting myself.When Wesley saw what happened, he completely lost it. He grabbed me by the throat viciously."If you don't want a pup, you shouldn't have had one! You gave birth to it, but you can't even take care of it! You don't deserve to be a mother!"He bellowed, "How much longer are you going to torment this family? You want to die so badly? Fi

When I opened my eyes once more, I was on a bed in the hospital.Wesley was sitting next to me, his eyes bloodshot. However, the tenderness in his gaze that he once held for me was gone, replaced with heavy disappointment."Rowena stayed up late last night to help me organize the hunting plans for our territory. Nothing is going on between us. Why would you cause such a scene just because you're jealous! You're even faking an illness to gain pity?"He added, "You should remember that you're still the Luna of the pack! Don't just cause trouble whenever you please."I was stunned.My gaze landed on the forged medical report that diagnosed that my blood sugar level was just low. I smiled self-deprecatingly.Alright, then. I don't need anyone to feel guilty or feel sorry for me. I just want to quietly vanish without causing any trouble.Before he left, he said warningly, "Tomorrow is the pack's gala. Don't fool around. Don't embarrass me in front of the entire pack."The next day,

"Maggie has been poisoned by Wolfsbane! Her condition is extremely critical!" yelled the doctor.Wesley rubbed his temple in exhaustion. He snapped icily, "This trick again? Tell her to stop making a scene."Yet, from the bottom of his heart, a sense of uneasiness started to bubble. He looked at the empty bottle of Wolfsbane. He suddenly recalled that it was hidden in the deepest part of his safe."I'm serious. Maggie is in the operating theater right now."When Wesley realized that the doctor wasn't lying, his mind suddenly went blank. He ran as fast as he could to the clinic.When a sweaty doctor walked out of the operating theater, Wesley immediately stopped him in his tracks, asking in a hoarse voice, "How is she doing?"The doctor sounded worried. "Maggie was already weak from post-partum depression. Her body simply can't withstand the corrosion of Wolfsbane. Her heart is on the verge of stopping."Wesley's face turned as pale as a sheet. All he could hear was buzzing in

When Wesley arrived back at the clinic, the lights to the operating theater sign just switched off.He rushed over and asked in concern and fear, "How is she?"The doctor smiled in relief. "Luckily, the poison that Maggie consumed was placed for a long time. The toxicity wasn't that strong. This was the only reason we managed to save her. Now, she needs rest. Her life is no longer in danger."Wesley sighed in relief. With reddened eyes, he muttered, "Thank goodness."For the following week, I was always unconscious. Wesley stayed by the side of my bed, not daring to even close his eyes to sleep.In a few short days, he seemed to have aged ten years.Although I was deep asleep, my consciousness was unusually clear. I could smell Wesley's unique scent enveloping me, but it no longer stirred anxiety or panic within me.This near-death experience seemed to have cured me of my many years of post-partum depression.I no longer lost sleep or felt anxious when I couldn't feel his scent