After My False Death, My Alpha Lost Everything
RosemaryFake DeathRegretWinning Back the WifeIndependenceTragic Love
Everyone in Frostmoon Pack knew that Cassian loved me.
He stayed by my side through every heat cycle. On storm-heavy nights, he would shift into wolf form and coax me to sleep. Before the council of elders, he once declared:
“Lyra is my only Luna.”
So I had never imagined he would betray me too.
The day I found out I was pregnant, I received a set of photos from his former lover.
In them, Cassian was bare-chested, with fresh bite marks still visible along his neck.
She sent only two lines:
He does love you.
But last night, he didn’t refuse me.
I didn’t cry. I didn’t confront him. I only called my best friend.
“Help me arrange a false death.”
She was silent, then asked in a low voice, “Have you thought this through? You’re carrying a pup.”
I touched my stomach. “I have.”
“And contact the witch for me. I want my mate bond with Cassian severed.”
Five days later, there would be a fatal wreck on the mountain road beyond the pack borders.
When Cassian arrived, all he would find was the burned frame of the car and a handful of ashes that were supposed to be Lyra’s.