At the front desk of the service center, the front-desk hesitated when she looked up. Disbelief flashed in her eyes—here stood Luna Freya, the woman everyone believed to be living the perfect fairy tale.
But she quickly hid her shock and directed Freya to Chamber 302.
Inside, a masked man confirmed her details, such as the time, the method and the logistics of her death.
After she gave her final answers, he spoke again, voice low and grave. “Once you sign, there’s no turning back. Seven moon days from now, Freya Corvath will cease to exist.”
She nodded. Her hand didn’t even shake as she signed her name.
Then she removed her sandalwood bracelet—the one thing she never took off. “If I’m going to die,” she murmured, “make it convincing.”
The bracelet meant everything. After giving birth to Kael, Freya had fallen into a mysterious coma.
In desperation, Riven—who never believed in the Moon Goddess or destiny—had traveled all the way to another territory. He knelt every three steps in the freezing wind, praying for her return.
His devotion had moved her so deeply that she promised never to remove the bracelet, not even in death.
And now… she was fulfilling that promise in the cruelest way.
As she exited, she overheard whispers from the front-desk, “They say Alpha Riven treats Luna Freya like she’s his whole world. Yet she just signed up for a fake death service.”
“So even the most beautiful mating can be wrecked behind the scenes.”
“I used to root for their love story. Turns out it was all a lie.”
Freya didn’t stay to hear more. Maybe Riven once loved her in these seven years. But love, to him, always burned fast… and died faster.
Outside the center, she wandered into a nearby market, desperate for distraction.
But fate had sharper claws.
She froze when she spotted Kael, who was supposed to be in school, walking hand-in-hand between Riven and Sorenna. The three of them looked like a perfect little family.
She froze and stayed in her place silently. Her mind went completely blank.
It wasn’t until Sorenna noticed her that the world snapped back into cruel clarity.
“Luna Freya, why are you here?” Sorenna covered her mouth in pretend surprise as she clicked toward Freya in her high heels. Not the slightest hint of guilt crossed her face.