His Luna Vanished With His Newborn Pup
The healer told me I might not survive childbirth.
I was eight months pregnant with Damian’s pup, and the cancer in my body was spreading faster than anyone expected.
I walked out of the healer’s room with the report shaking in my hand, hoping my mate would finally come to one checkup with me.
Instead, I saw him kneeling in front of another pregnant she-wolf.
Lydia.
His childhood love.
She touched her stomach and whispered, “Damian, if Selene finds out you came with me, she’ll be hurt. She’s about to give birth too.”
Damian kissed her belly and said, “She won’t find out. I’ve hidden it this long.”
Then he added, “The pup you’re carrying is mine too. If Selene makes trouble, I’ll break the bond.”
The report slipped from my fingers.
For months, I had believed his lies. I thought he was only busy as the strongest Alpha. I thought he loved me, even if he kept missing my checkups.
But he had never been too busy.
He had simply chosen her.
That night, when I started bleeding, Damian carried Lydia away for a minor burn and left me on the floor with our unborn pup.
So I called the only wolf who could help me.
A witch.
“Break the mate-bond between Damian and me,” I whispered.
And before Damian realized what he had lost, I took my newborn pup and disappeared.