Why Does Cayna Leave In In The Land Of Leadale (Manga), Vol. 6?

He promised to come back, and he did. But he came back with another woman… and a royal letter. Ravena had waited faithfully—holding his pack together, taking care of his father, and ruling alone for a year. But when Alpha Lucien returned from war, he brought his fated mate with him… and told Ravena to fund their wedding. Humiliated and betrayed by the very household she saved, Ravena asked for only one thing: a divorce. And when she walks out again, it isn’t as a Luna. It’s as a Princess. Crowned by the King himself, Ravena is done waiting, done weeping, and done playing their game. But beneath everything going on, something darker simmers. Her family’s death wasn’t fate—it was betrayal. And someone in the kingdom made sure the truth stayed buried. Now, Ravena wants answers and vengeance. But when war threatens the realm and she decides to fight only one man dares to walk beside her on the battlefield. Prince Evander. Cold-eyed. War-marked. Dangerous. And drawn to her in ways no one dares name aloud. Will he be her sword? Or her downfall?

My fated mate, Alpha Ronan Thornwood, gets betrayed by his best friend, Asher Crowe, during a pack battle. In order to preserve his position as the Alpha, Ronan begs me to travel to the Onyx Wolf pack with him in search of help. I accept his request immediately. But three days before our journey is set to begin, Ronan gets shot in the leg by a silver arrow when he's hunting a deer for me. In order to not delay our trip, he suggests that I travel to the pack on my own. Out of guilt toward Ronan, I decide to drop by the Healing Sanctuary to visit Ronan before the journey. But that's when I overhear his conversation with Asher. "So you first pretended to have bad blood with me, then you pretended to get hurt? All this just to trick Freya into traveling to the Onyx Wolf pack? You do realize that in order to get there, one must travel through the Dark Forest, right? Rumors have it that ferocious Rogues prowl that place! "You and Freya have grown up with each other since you two were pups! Do you really have the heart to let her embark on such a dangerous journey?" As Ronan unties the bandages around his leg, he replies coldly, "Those are just rumors. It's not like there really are Rogues infesting the forest. "Anyway, Freya is too docile and boring. The thought of being bound to her forever after she turns 18 suffocates me to no end! Willow, on the other hand, is different. She might be an Omega, but she's passionate and bold, not to mention she's also interesting and outgoing!" "So, are you going to abandon Freya and be with Willow?" "No way!" Ronan replies firmly. "Freya is my Luna. I just want to spend an unforgettable time with Willow before bonding with Freya." It turns out the pack battle, the betrayal, and Ronan's injury are all lies. Ronan wants to trick me into leaving the pack just so he can be with another she-wolf. After drying my tears, I change my destination. Now, I'm heading toward the Moon Goddess' Sacred Ground. I'm born with the mark of the Moon Goddess, which automatically makes me a Luna. But this mark doesn't just represent the title of the Luna—it also represents the most prestigious position in a pack, which is the divine messenger. From now on, I have nothing to do with Ronan.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only… my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chance—ten years back—on two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

Three days ago, my vampire fiancé, Clan Lord Raven Ashford, took his aide Vera on a private overnight trip to the southern border and gave her the seat reserved for his betrothed. He expected me to make a scene. I didn’t. I had stopped fighting a month ago. A year's worth of small surrenders had finally added up to something I could no longer ignore. He handed the border treaty I had negotiated myself to Vera, thinking I would appeal to the elders. Instead, I organized the handover documents and sent them over. He dismantled the territorial affairs I had managed for years, piece by piece, to pave Vera's way forward. I said nothing. I took the blame that was mine, accepted the cold looks, and let it all pass. At the banquet, he seated Vera beside him. He nodded more at her words than at mine. He thought I had finally accepted it, thought I was afraid to lose him. Then he came to me with offers. A manor in the south. Hunting grounds in the west. The family ring that should finally go on my finger. For the first time, he initiated these things himself, speaking as though granting me rewards. I asked for nothing. The dissolution papers he had already signed were buried among the documents he approved without reading. Those papers contained two declarations: the end of our betrothal and my departure from the clan. He never noticed. He still believed I was his betrothed, still waiting. I wasn't.

I get injured thanks to my mount trampling over me during the hunting rite. When I get sent back to Aureveil Citadel by my follower, Caelum Dawnmere, the strongest general in Auremount as well as my fiance, is currently dancing with my younger sister, Elara Aureveil, on the altar. My parents, Aldric Aureveil and Vaelis Sorenwyn, as well as my older brother, Darren Aureveil, surround Elara happily as they celebrate the fact that she has become the Sacred Huntress of Aureveil. My follower asks to meet with the Aureveils multiple times, seeing as she wishes to inform them of my injury. But all of her requests are denied ruthlessly on the spot. In fact, Caelum even tells my follower to send me a message. "Stop being dramatic, Sylara. Today is Elara's first time holding the title of the Sacred Huntress of Auremount. You can tell me whatever it is that you want to tell me after the ceremony is over." I no longer ask my follower to tell my family or Caelum anything. Since then, I calmly allow the healers to continue healing me. This is their 99th time abandoning me for Elara's sake. That's why I'm abandoning them as well. I no longer fight with Elara over any titles of glory. In fact, I go along with every order they give me. Finally, I become the perfect princess who doesn't fight with anyone over anything. But what my family and Caelum don't know is that I will be leaving them permanently.

Three years after bonding with my fated mate, Kael, he inherited his elder brother’s Alpha position. A witch delivered a prophecy: “Only if Kael claims his brother’s Luna, the Saintess Selena, and sires a sacred heir, can the pack continue its glory.” Kael immediately gripped my hand tightly, shielding me behind him, and refused resolutely. The elders were furious. He was given ninety-nine lashes and was made to kneel before the altar for three days and three nights. Though covered in wounds, he still said firmly: “I have only one mate in my life, and that is Evelyn.” But later, the elders were about to slit my throat with a silver dagger. Kael finally broke down. He pressed his forehead against my palm, his voice trembling: “Evelyn, wait, just wait a little longer for me. I only want you to survive. I’m just going to get Selena pregnant.” “Once the heir is born, I’ll take you far away. I will never love her. You are my only mate.” My heart ached as if pierced by knives, and my wolf let out mournful howls. I could only agree. After that, he spent every night tangled up with Selena, and the sounds of their pleasure were like knives torturing me. Finally, on the ninety-ninth time, Selena became pregnant. I went to find Kael in high spirits, wanting to tell him that we could finally leave together. But I overheard their conversation in the study: “If Evelyn knew that you bribed the witch to spread a false prophecy just to be with me, how heartbroken would she be?” Kael paused for a moment, then said in a gentle, hoarse voice: “Evelyn will never know. She will always be my Luna.” My world collapsed in an instant. The next moment, I wiped away my tears and dialed a long-forgotten phone number: “Come pick me up in three days.”