Alpha's mistress killed our child, and he regrets itChapter 1
The Alpha had been unable to sire an heir for years.
In his desperation, he summoned every she-wolf rumored to carry strong fertility across the territories and brought them into the pack compound.
After I was chosen by him and marked,I became pregnant with the only Alpha heir this bloodline had seen in generations.
The Alpha was overjoyed.
He immediately named me the Luna, declaring that both I and the child in my womb were the pack’s most precious treasure.
When the pack healer examined me, his claws accidentally brushed my stomach.
That small mistake cost him and his entire bloodline their lives.
To protect the heir,the Alpha ordered that I be secluded deep inside the inner den, away from all others.
Eight months into my pregnancy,a newly arrived ranked she-wolf, Lyra, began relying on the Alpha’s favor to act however she pleased.
Under the excuse of “restoring discipline,” she purged anyone she disliked.
And somehow,she labeled me — who had long been hidden inside the inner den — as a temptress who had seduced a pack guard.
“You’re just a discarded, forgotten she-wolf hiding in this den —how dare you sleep with a guard and carry a bastard pup?”
“Today, I’ll teach you what real pack law looks like!”
On her orders, the female servants shaved all my hair, stripped me naked,and dragged me across the stone yard to the punishment grounds,where she commanded a group of criminal wolves to whip me and violate me.
She even took a blade and cut open my swollen belly herself.
Then, holding the blood-soaked, lifeless pup,she walked into the Alpha’s chamber.
“Alpha,” she said coldly,“I have uncovered a she-wolf who defiled the laws of the pack.This is the cursed whelp she carried.I leave her punishment in your hands.”
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Eight months into my pregnancy, my body had grown unbearably heavy.
Every breath felt like it carried a weight it couldn’t release,and exhaustion clung to my bones like winter frost.
I had just lain down to rest when a loud commotion erupted outside the den.
“Outrageous!A ranked she-wolf of the inner territory dares to sleep with a pack guard — and even carry his bastard pup?She must have a death wish!”
“Everyone knows it’s Lady Lyra here who truly holds authority over the pack now!
For that filthy mutt to pull such a disgusting stunt right under your watch — is that not a direct insult to your power?”