Semua Bab Second to None: Bab 1 - Bab 8

On the other end of the line, George’s husky voice came on.“You’ve come around at last, Sasha. As I’ve told you, you are born to be a healer.” My voice was calm as I replied, “I’ll report to the research team in three days, with all my luggage.” On the day I was captured by the rogue werewolves, I happened to run into George’s team on their way back from the Northern Territories.They pulled me to safety. However, their healer was killed in the turmoil, so no one could tend to my severe wounds. Through sheer willpower, I gathered herbs and treated my own injuries. Since Wendy’s silver poisoning, I had been studying the art of herbalism and medicine in secret. Despite Wendy’s lies and accusations, her wolf loss plunged me into the depths of remorse. If I could identify herbs back then, her wolf might still be with her. The incident burrowed deep within me, haunting me. All my knowledge had not been put to practical use until George’s team arrived. I mended the old

Camile frowned. “She chose now of all days to disappear? It’s Wendy’s nineteenth birthday, for Moon Goddess’ sake. When is she going to grow up and stop making everything about herself?” In her opinion, it was another one of my theatrics to ruin things for Wendy. Terence pulled a grimace. “She can leave for all I care! She has always had a flair for drama, giving us an attitude just to get her way. She wants us to ditch Wendy and fuss over her. Just leave her. Wendy deserves a day without her toxicity.” “You have a point.” Camile chimed in on that thought and turned to Matthias with an instruction. “Notify the household that no one is to go after Sasha. She can come back once she’s ready to admit she’s wrong. I won’t go easy on any wolf helping her in secret.” Keeping his head low, Matthias expressed compliance without a hint of compassion for me. He nodded in agreement before passing along the order. With a decision made, the attention shifted back to Wendy, who was

Allen bolted from the stifling manor. A wave of anguish pressed on his chest as though his heart was squeezed. He wandered aimlessly, and somehow, he ended up at the banks of Moonlight Lake. For Allen and me, it was our hangout spot—and later, a sacred place where we vowed ourselves to each other.The lake mirrored the chill of the moonlight.Allen slumped onto a large rock in dejection, his face buried in his hands. Wendy’s reminder that he had jumped to rescue her ate him up. It was true that he chose Wendy over me. Not once did he look back to find that the rogues had me surrounded. What was on his mind back then? Allen’s priority was Wendy because she was broken, wolfless, and in need of protection. Since the pack believed Sasha owed Wendy, Allen felt obliged to watch over Wendy. Allen was convinced I was strong enough to hang in there. “What have I done? Sasha is my mate…” Allen murmured in agony. The locks of memory snapped open, and the past snuck its way back

At the research camp in the Northern Territories, my life opened to a new chapter. Sasha didn’t exist in this area. Here, I was Alison. My worth was no longer defined by my family’s prestige or the name of my mate, but by the herbs in my hands, my knowledge, and my decisions.I pulled battle-torn team members from the jaws of death. My antidote once saved half the squad from a mass silver poisoning. I trained them in basic first aid and poison identification out in the fields. George, our leader, stopped by outside my medical tent during a night patrol. “Alison.” He addressed me by my new name, his voice a constant ground force in the chilling wind. “I see the change you have brought. Out here, we can’t survive on our weapons. We need hands that can save lives, and you’ve proven yourself to be exceptional.” It wasn’t just a polite formality on his part. This was a genuine approval, coming from a powerful Alpha. Over time, my team members’ polite distance turned into he