Soon after, Jonathan’s name lit up my screen. I ignored the first few attempts, but eventually curiosity won out. I picked up but said nothing. On the other end, he was still speaking to someone in his office, unaware I had answered.
“Alpha, revising the Crescent Moon treaty is going to cost a substantial amount. Are you sure you want to proceed?”
“There’s no need to second-guess. Just move forward. This is something Janine wants—and if she wants it, she’ll get it.”
My grip tightened around the phone. A few seconds later, he must’ve noticed I was on the line.
“Natasha? I just heard you missed the elders’ council today. Are you alright?”
“I’m not feeling well.”
“Oh, okay. I’ll cancel the rest of my schedule and head home. Get some rest, alright?”
My wolf howled inside me, furious at the audacity of his words. Home? As if that place was still ours. He could keep it. He’d already made his choice.
I spent the next hour scrolling through social media feeds, trying to distract myself with meaningless content, when a live video from the city center stopped me cold. In the background, I spotted them—Jonathan and Janine. He was holding up a dress against her body, laughing, smiling, gently touching her hands. Their body language made it clear—this wasn’t business. This was intimacy.
It was time.
I contacted my lawyer immediately and had the documents sent straight to Jonathan’s office. After that, I called the agency to finalize the final stage of my escape.
Not long after, chaos erupted at the estate. His secretary burst into the room, breathless and wide-eyed.
“Alpha, we have a situation. The Gamma just confirmed it—Luna Natasha performed the severance ritual. And...” she hesitated, voice shaking, “she knows the truth about what happened to her mother.”
I watched it all unfold through the live security feed from my hidden location. The expression on his face was a blend of disbelief and dread, but before he could form a response, another pack staff member came running in, pale and trembling.
“Alpha! There’s... there’s more. Luna Natasha… she’s gone.”
The room froze.
“She took her own life,” the staff member said, barely able to get the words out. “She couldn’t handle knowing what you did to her mother.”
