Nine months pregnant with the heir to the Moonscar Pack, I was locked away by my own fated mate—imprisoned in a silver-lined cell beneath the Pack's Healing Sanctum and injected with Wolfsbane Suppressant to seal my wolf blood. Why? Because his former lover, Vera, was giving birth the same day, and the Blood Moon Oath decreed only the true-blooded firstborn son could inherit the wealth of Silvermoon Valley.
I screamed in agony and begged him to take me to a hospital. Instead, he seized me by the throat. "Stop pretending," he snarled. "You just want to steal the inheritance from Vera's child." I whispered through the pain, "The baby is coming... I don't want the inheritance. I just want our child to live." He walked away — and stood outside Vera's birthing chamber all night, waiting for their heir to be born.
Only after cradling Vera's newborn son did he finally remember I existed. He sent his Beta to release me.
But when the call came, Marco's voice was shaking.
"Alpha... Luna Ariana and the baby... they're gone."
In that instant, Alpha Kane Morgansire shattered.
