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Chapter 1

It all came crashing down moments before the ceremony. Joric, the Alpha I loved, had never filed the papers. He never planned to mate with me.Tears pricked my eyes as I remembered the last time I saw him.His hips ground against mine in a frantic rhythm, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of my neck. "Don't worry, Faelan," he'd whispered, his voice rough. "I've already filed the papers with the elders. The ceremony is just a formality. After the next Blood Moon, nothing can keep us apart."I arched into him, kissing him back.My wolf had howled with joy inside me. He's ours! Finally!After all, Joric and I had been in love for five whole years.But because of my low birth, we could never make it official.For those five years, no matter how hard I tried, Joric’s mother, Senna, a high-ranking elder, had despised me. She never spoke my name in public. To them, I was just "that Omega." At every pack feast, I was seated in the farthest corner. Even when I brought back rare kills fro

Chapter 2

I sat frozen on the edge of the bed as the chaos outside grew.My stepmother Mia’s sickly sweet voice echoed in my head from that afternoon."Faelan? You should use Giselle's room tonight.""Why?" I had asked, so naive."It's to protect Giselle, you understand," she'd said. "Your room is so far away. What if some rough Beta gets the wrong door and hurts her?" Her excuse sounded perfectly reasonable. "Besides, you're strong. Almost a warrior. You can fight back, but Giselle is too delicate for the roughness of the claiming.""And," she’d added, her voice dripping with fake concern, "think of it as a test for Alpha Joric. A test of your bond. He'll know where to find you, won't he?"Our bond.What a sick joke.I was actually touched at the time. I thought it was a romantic surprise."Okay, I understand. I'll go to Giselle's room," I’d even said, offering to help."Good girl," she'd purred, satisfied. "You're such a good, thoughtful child."Now I understood. It was all a setup. A carefull

Chapter 3

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the sight of them.But my memories were a flood I couldn't stop.Three years ago. The night my father died.He had been the Alliance's most respected Omega healer, saving countless lives. Every elder from every pack came to his funeral. Except Senna."She's not feeling well," Joric had explained. "Don't take it to heart."I didn't. As long as I had him, nothing else mattered.That night, he held me at my father's grave and swore, "I will protect you for the rest of my life, Faelan. Once the pack is stable, Faelan. Then I will claim you."A month later, he asked me to move back to the Omega quarters."It's just temporary," he'd promised, kissing my forehead. "I don't want you to have to face my mother's cold shoulder. Just give me some time to sort things out with the elders. I promise I'll bring you back with the grandest claiming ceremony anyone has ever seen."I believed him. I always believed him.I was so naive. That distance didn't prot

Chapter 4

He said nothing. He didn't ask a single question. His expression didn't even change. He just continued his steady pace through the field of moonpetals, and his silence was a strange comfort.The flowers only bloomed on the Blood Moon, symbolizing a turn of fate.How ironic. My fate had certainly turned.Just not in the direction I'd prayed for.Unfortunately, we ran right into Joric's group at the next intersection.My heart stopped.Under the moonlight, I could see Joric's tall frame clearly. He carried Giselle on his back. He pointed ahead, discussing the route with his Betas.Giselle clung to him obediently. She smiled, looking sweet and innocent. Like a damsel in distress who had just been rescued.It didn't take long for Joric to spot us.His eyes locked onto the Alpha carrying me. A flash of shock crossed his face."Alpha Torin?" Joric asked, unable to hide his surprise. "What are you doing out here?"Torin? The Silvermoon Alpha who never got involved in pack politics?Torin di

Chapter 5

（Third-person POV.）The celebration in the Blackfang pack hall was in full swing.Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow as pack members raised their glasses, celebrating their Alpha's successful claiming.But Joric couldn't settle.He sat at the head table, his eyes darting again and again to his communication crystal.The dark blue stone on his wrist remained dark. Blank.No messages.It had been two hours since they returned to the pack, and Faelan's crystal hadn't lit up once.This was wrong. It wasn't like her at all."Alpha, what's wrong?" his second-in-command, Marcus, asked as he approached. "This is your big night."Joric forced a smile. "Nothing. Just a little tired."But a cold dread coiled in his gut.That figure in red on Torin's back… it felt so familiar. The shape, the presence…No, it couldn't be.Faelan would never abandon him. She would never accept another's claim."What are you thinking about?" Marcus frowned. "Don't tell me you're still worried about Faelan.""I'm no

Chapter 6

（Third-person POV.）"Sent where?"Joric's voice trembled, but he fought to keep it steady."To her mate's pack, of course," Marta replied, like she was talking about the weather.New mate?Joric’s mind went blank."Who is her new mate?" He heard his own voice as if from a great distance."The Alpha of Silvermoon," Marta said with a small laugh. "Alpha Torin. It's quite something, isn't it? For Faelan to be claimed by an Alpha that powerful."The name struck Joric like a physical blow. Torin.The powerful Alpha with the red-clad figure on his back.The man who had seemed so familiar, yet he couldn't place why."Impossible," Joric choked out. "She'd never... she would have fought. She would have torn him apart.""Oh? And why not?" Marta sounded confused. "She was very cooperative.""Cooperative?""Yes," Marta continued. "Quiet as a lamb. You know Faelan, always so fiery. But she went with him without a single protest. Not one."Compliant.The word was a dagger through Joric's heart."Wha

Chapter 7

（Third-person POV.）"I have to go to her!"Joric spun around, ready to storm out of the hall.But Marcus and several elders immediately blocked his path."Joric, calm down!" Marcus grabbed his arm. "Tonight is your mating ceremony!""Get out of my way!" Joric’s eyes were bloodshot. "I have to find Faelan!""No!" Cassius, the head elder, stepped forward, his voice booming with authority. "You made a public claim! If you walk out on your own Luna tonight, you make this entire pack a laughingstock!""I don't care about honor!""You must!" Cassius roared. "The entire Alliance is watching us! If you abandon Giselle for another Omega now, the Blackfang pack will become a laughingstock!"Joric struggled, but more pack members surrounded him."Alpha, please, think about this!""Giselle is our Luna now, you can't abandon her!""If you leave, think of how our rivals will mock us!""It's a sign of a flawed Alpha," Cassius's voice dropped, deadly serious. "An Alpha unfit to lead his pack.""Joric,

Chapter 8

（Third-person POV.）"For real?"Joric looked at Giselle, a storm of complicated emotions churning inside him."Yes," Giselle nodded, her eyes shining with hope. "I know it sounds selfish, but…" She paused, taking a deep breath. "Joric, the way you've treated me… it's always been more than just simple protection.""What do you mean?""For the last three years," Giselle’s voice grew more confident, "the things you did for me… was it really just pity?"She stood and walked to the window."All those long talks late at night, the carefully chosen gifts, and…" She turned, her gaze locking with his. "...and the way your eyes soften when you look at me, when you think no one else is watching.""That was just…""It wasn't pity," Giselle cut him off. "Pity doesn't make you remember my favorite things. Pity doesn't make you stay up all night with me when I'm sad. And pity damn sure doesn't make an Alpha betray the one he calls his destined mate, just to protect another woman."Betray.The word wa

Chapter 9

（Third-person POV.）Three years later.The Northern Alliance's "Hundred Packs Defense Summit" was being held in the grand city of Silvermoon.As the Alpha of the Blackfang pack, Joric was required to attend.But his mind was elsewhere.Three whole years.He had used every resource at his disposal, searched every corner of the North.Even knowing she was mated to Torin, he had never heard another word about them. They had vanished."Alpha Joric, are you all right?" Marcus whispered beside him."I'm fine."Joric answered automatically, his gaze scanning the vast conference hall. Booths from every pack displayed the latest in defense technology and strategic equipment. He wandered aimlessly, his thoughts far away.Where is she now? Is she happy? Does she ever think of me?As his mind wandered, a familiar sigil caught his eye."Silvermoon Guardians."Joric’s heart leaped.He walked quickly toward the booth. It was large and opulent, a clear display of high status, showcasing an array of ex

Chapter 10

（Third-person POV.）Faced with Joric’s accusation, Torin didn't get angry.He just looked at the broken man, a hint of pity in his eyes.Torin let out a low, humorless laugh. "You really think I was there for your cast-off?"Joric froze. "What do you mean?"Torin didn't answer immediately. His gaze drifted, lost in a memory.The Silver Moon Sanctuary. The Sky-Peak. On the night of the full moon, the Seer, Seraphina, performed her divination. The crystal ball showed a hazy image: a woman in a red dress, sitting in a dark room. Her eyes were lifeless, her heart shattered. But her wolf spirit was unbroken. It was still strong."She is your destiny," the Seer’s voice had echoed, mystical and faint. "The other half of your soul. The Luna the Goddess herself has forged for you.""Where is she?" Torin had asked urgently."The next Blood Moon. The Omega quarters. Third row, seventh room. She will be wearing red, and she will be waiting for you to save her. She will be betrayed by a love she th

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