All Chapters of His Gentle Voice, His Cruel Thoughts: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

I heard that when a wolf loved to the point of madness, they could hear their mate's innermost thoughts. It was a treasure bestowed by the Moon Goddess to deepen the bond between mates.But after being bonded to Alder Garrison, Alpha of the Noirwood pack, for five years, this was the first time I had ever heard his thoughts. They felt like a blade driven straight into my heart.Alder tucked the corners of the blanket around me and dimmed the bedside lamp. When he spoke, his voice was as gentle as ever."Get some good sleep. I'll be right here by your side."A second later, I heard his thoughts again.[Finally. Some peace and quiet.]Those were just simple words, yet they hurt deeper than any venomous insult ever could.I didn't say another word and lay silently on my side of the bed. The heavy blanket pressed down suffocatingly against my chest.Beside me, Alder tapped on his phone, as if it had all been my imagination, but I knew the truth. Something had happened.…The ne

Chapter 2

By the third day, the inner thoughts hadn't faded at all. If anything, they grew sharper and clearer.As long as someone came within a few feet of me, their raw, unfiltered thoughts would automatically channel into my brain.When the cashier at the grocery store scanned the items in my shopping cart, they forced a tight smile. [Why the fuck is it so crowded today?]A neighbor glanced at the grocery bags in my arms. [Poor thing. She cooks dinner for the Alpha every night, but he never comes home.]Even strangers could see through my life, yet it had taken me five whole years to realize the truth.…On Saturday afternoon, Alder was unusually home for once.He was in his study answering emails when I brought him a cup of black coffee. It was how he liked it, without sugar or milk, and strong enough to power him through the long council meetings."I bought you some coffee," I said softly.Alder took the mug, though his eyes never once left his laptop screen. [Again? Does she serio

Chapter 3

The moment I decided to stop sacrificing myself for Alder, I enjoyed the easiest morning I had in years.At 6:15 am, the alarm went off.For the past five years, I would have immediately rolled out of bed to brew coffee, cook breakfast, and meticulously organize Alder's daily schedule. But he had barely noticed.This time, I rolled over, shut off the alarm, and went back to sleep.When Alder returned from his morning training session at 7:00 am, the kitchen was pitch-black. The dining table was empty without oatmeal, fresh bread, or crisp bacon arranged to his liking.He stood frozen to the spot for two seconds, then sneered.[Is she slacking off today? Fine by me. At least I have one less thing to pretend about.]He grabbed his car keys and walked out the door.Standing by the bedroom window, I watched as his black sedan slowly drove past the main gates.Usually, I would walk him all the way to the front door, kiss him goodbye, and remind him to drive safely. Today, I did non

Chapter 4

A week passed, and I had completely reshaped my old habits.When Alder came home, I no longer stood guard by the door waiting for him. I stopped taking his coat, pouring his water, and asking what he wanted to eat. I stopped sending him five texts a day just to receive a simple, dismissive reply.The change was obvious, but he barely noticed.During the first three days, I could clearly hear his inner thoughts whenever he passed by me.[What kind of tantrum is she throwing now? She's probably just waiting for me to go over and coax her.[Actually, it's nice and quiet this way.[Maybe she read one of those self-help books about "healthy distance in relationships"? Whatever.]I caught a sense of relief hidden between the fleeting thoughts.Fine. If peace and quiet were what he wanted, that was exactly what I would give him.On Wednesday evening, Genevieve visited again, but this time, she didn't come alone. She brought Danika with her."Danika mentioned she's been craving your

Chapter 5

Genevieve's eyes widened. She was about to unleash a furious tirade when I smirked and said, "Don't get too worked up, Mrs. Garrison. I was just joking."My voice was as gentle as ever, but deep down, I knew breaking the mate bond was no joke.By the tenth day, my changes were too massive for Alder to ignore.It all started with a photo I posted online. In the past, my feed of hundreds of posts was filled with him, as if my world revolved around a single identity—Alder's Luna.There wasn't a single photo of me or a hint about my hobbies or personal life.Looking back, it was utterly pathetic.Today, I posted a new update without mentioning Alder at all. It was a simple shot of a paint-stained palette and the corner of an unfinished canvas, captioned with just two words—"New Beginnings".Within minutes, it had hundreds of likes.Alder saw it too. When he returned home from work that evening, he glanced at me as he passed through the living room."I saw your post today. Why did

Chapter 6

The apartment in Westfield was quiet. When I opened the door, microscopic specks of dust danced in the air. The place was bare aside from an easel and a few pieces of minimalist furniture. But it was the happiest I had felt in five years.I dialed Randall's number. "Send over the new canvases and pigment. I'm officially starting work."An ecstatic shriek erupted over the line. "Oh my Goddess! Do you have any idea how thrilled the director of Crescent Gallery was when he received the confirmation? He nearly lost his mind!"He gave orders to his team overnight. Next month, they'll completely clear out the gallery's grand exhibition hall so it's exclusively reserved for your work!"Leaning against the window, I watched the sky gradually darken. "There's one more thing.""Yes?""Danika Lightwish from Noirwood Enterprise is in charge of securing the license for 'Moonfall on Leviathan.' Has she been reaching out to you for partnership talks?""Yes. Her offers get higher with every e

Chapter 7

I stayed in the studio for five days.During those five days, Alder never called me once. He didn't even send a single text message.He couldn't even be bothered to keep up the pretense as long as I didn't stand in front of him.To him, my running away from home was just a childish tantrum. He believed that within three days, I would meekly return to the villa to cook his meals.It wasn't until the third day that Randall told me someone was quietly tracking down my address.I didn't have to guess. It was obviously Alder who had finally started looking for me.Of course, it wasn't because he loved me.His completely unguarded inner thoughts had long proven that his current actions had nothing to do with love. It was simply because something he had grown used to controlling had suddenly slipped out of his control.He was like an arrogant aristocrat who never bothered to look twice at a vase in the corner. But the moment the vase vanished, he would instinctively frown and search f

Chapter 8

I never replied to Alder's message. There was no reason to anyway.A week before my debut solo exhibition, I returned to the villa to retrieve what was truly mine.After walking into the master bedroom, I opened a hidden compartment in a closet packed with haute couture gowns, which contained my early, unfinished paintings.Alder had never seen any of these items. Now that I thought about it, I realized he had never shown any interest in my past or passions.When I passed by his study on the second floor, the door was left slightly ajar.He had left his home laptop on, and the screen was frozen on Crescent Gallery's official website. The name in the search bar was Stardust.I paused and stared at it for three long seconds.It dawned on me that Alder was actively looking into Stardust, but it didn't matter to me anymore. He was about to get his answers soon, regardless of what his motives were.As I left the villa, I ran into Danika at the door. She cast me a contemptuous glance

Chapter 9

After the debut exhibition ended, I declined all interview requests from the media and art brokers.I walked out the back exit and stood alone in the quiet alley behind the gallery.Soon, heavy footsteps came from behind me. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was."Maeve." Alder's voice was terrifyingly hoarse.I turned on my heel to face him. "Yes?""Why… didn't you tell me?""Tell you what?" I calmly countered. "That I'm Stardust, and that I created 'Moonfall on Leviathan'?"He pressed his lips into a tight line, and his inner thoughts were a confused, chaotic mess.[I gave her a life free of worries and the prestigious title of Luna of the Noirwood pack! Why would she hide the truth from me?]"Drop the high-and-mighty act, Alder," I said, coldly looking at his face. "Ask yourself—in the last five years, did you ever respect me for even a second?"If you truly saw me as your mate, why did you spend five years turning a blind eye to Danika's provocation and overstep

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