Not the Heir He Guarded
On the day my mate's dying first love went into labor, his parents posted ten warriors at my door.
They did it only to stop me from storming the delivery room and ruining the birth of Alpha Kaelen's heir.
However, I never showed up, not even after the cries of a newborn filled the air.
His mother, the former Luna, held the other she-wolf's hand with a sigh of relief.
"Liana, with us here, that barren Elara will never harm you or the pup!"
Kaelen dabbed the sweat from Liana's brow, his eyes filled with adoration.
"Don't worry, my father has men guarding the pack borders. If Elara dares to cause trouble, we will exile her forever!"
He finally relaxed when he was sure I wasn't coming.
He couldn't understand.
All he wanted was to give his dying first love a child, a legacy.
Why couldn't I be more understanding?
Looking at the sleeping pup, a satisfied smile crossed his face.
He thought that if I would just show up and apologize to Liana, he would forgive all our previous fights.
He'd even be willing to comfort me after the birth, maybe even let me be the pup's mother in name, so I could keep my title as Luna.
But he didn't know.
I had just submitted my application to the High Council.
In one week, I would relinquish my pack status, leave with the babies in my belly, and never see him again.