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Aria's POVI couldn't believe this werewolf was the same one I'd once married. Andrew had never been like this before. He never treated me like this. We had our conflicts like any normal couple, but even after a little argument, we always made up, and everything returned to normal. But what had happened to him now? I had no clue.How could he believe that I was cheating on him? How could he think that I desired another man? In high school, I had a crush on a classmate, and I guessed he liked me too, but that was it. The only werewolf who ever dated me was Andrew; he was the only man in my life. I was his Luna, and we had planned our future together. We wanted to grow old together. These thoughts made my chest ache like nothing else."He didn't even let us talk to him," I cried to my wolf, who was just as sad as I was. She was terrified of losing her mate. "What if you tried to call him and ask him to listen to you?" shesuggested, but I shook my head. "No, I think the only way to ma

Andrew's POVI was frustrated all day. I finished the important tasks on my to-do list pretty quickly, but the online meeting turned into a disaster. My business partner picked up on my frustration, and I could sense it was pushing him away from signing a contract with my company. After we disconnected from the conference call, I let out a deep sigh, feeling a mix of defeat and irritation.“Calm down,” I suddenly heard my wolf’s voice resounding in my head. “You don’t even know what really happened. Why do you think a doctor would dare to touch the Luna? Besides, our mate loves us. The best thing you could do is to be there for her. Don’t you think your behaviour might have hurt her deeply? Maybe it's time to actually listen to her,” my wolf urged, trying to bring some sense back to my racing thoughts.Even though I knew he had a point, I was caught up in my emotions. “I want to get rid of that doctor,” I replied, frustration lacing my words.“Then talk to our mate, but do it calmly,”

She didn’t pull away, and I felt my wolf stir with a comforting instinct. He wanted nothing more than to be close to his mate, and despite the whirlwind of mixed emotions rushing through me, I realised how much I needed her near. With that thought in mind, I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around her in a tight embrace. She hesitated for a moment, and I felt my heart race, unsure how she would react. Then, slowly, I felt her hand move up my back, and her arms encircled me as she melted into the hug. It was a small but significant gesture that brought a wave of relief. As she rested her head gently on my shoulder, I inhaled deeply, drawn in by her warm, familiar scent. It was intoxicating; the kind that washed away my worries and soothed the turmoil inside me. In that moment, everything else faded away. “I am sorry,” I whispered, breaking the silence between us. My voice was soft, filled with regret for the pain that lingered in the air. I didn’t expect her to respond right away,

"Andrew, darling, what are you talking about?" she asked, her tone casual, as if she had no clue what I meant. But I wasn’t going to let this slide; not this time. Aria was struggling, and the treatment she was going through was nothing short of torture. She was fighting to bring our baby into the world. There was no way I was going to let her see the drama unfolding behind her back; I didn’t want to add to her pain."Mother, you know exactly what I’m talking about. You’re the one encouraging Seraphina to play the role of the Luna. You’re not just supporting her quietly from the shadows; you’re out there, showing off with her in public!" I said, frustration bubbling up inside me."Son, the children's hospital is an important place. I have a ton of respect for the doctors, nurses, and everyone working there. So you don’t need to wonder about my visits; I went with Seraphina because it matters," she replied, her voice steady. But I just shook my head, refusing to accept her excuse."I d

The pictures lay before me like daggers, each one a reminder of what I had lost. Aria and Dr Parker looked so at ease, their laughter echoing in my mind as I imagined them sharing intimate moments that should have been ours. In one photo, they sat across from each other in that cosy little restaurant, their eyes sparkling with a love I thought was meant for me. Dr Parker held her hand, and her smile was radiant, filled with a warmth that made my heart ache.Another shot captured them at the hospital entrance, where he held her close as if she were the most precious thing in the world. She leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder as he guided her to her car. I remember that day well; it was when she chose not to answer my calls. “I collapsed in the examination room,” she had said, but all I could think of was how she had lost herself in someone else’s arms.“What a cruel joke,” I whispered to myself, feeling the heaviness in my chest tighten like a vice. I could hardly catch m