Severed Under the Moon The Alpha Heiress’s Broken BondChapter 1
When I discovered once again that the pup growing in my mate's womb belonged to her and her favored lover, I did not lose myself to rage as I had before, demanding she end the pregnancy through deception or force.
Instead, I chose to care for her in silence, ensuring she carried the pup safely to term.
From that moment on, I became the subject of whispers throughout every noble pack territory, feeding the gossip-hungry chroniclers of a thousand dens.
Every unfaithful Alpha-mate dreamed of finding an Omega as tolerant as me to stand beside them.
Bond-breakers across the territories burned offerings to the moon, praying they might seduce someone as docile as my mate.
And the bonded Omegas of powerful packs—they looked upon me as a disgrace to our kind.
Ten moons passed, and she delivered the pup without complication.
When Selene Valeheart emerged from the birthing chamber, she pressed her lips to the back of my hand with the same gentle warmth she had always shown.
"Thanks to your devoted care, the pup Dorian and I created was born healthy and beautiful."
"Don't worry—he only wishes to be called Father. He won't threaten your position as the Valeheart Pack's bonded mate. You are still the one I love most."
Everyone believed I had loved Selene so completely that I could not defeat her lover, so I simply joined them in their arrangement.
But only I knew the truth.
This pup had been forced upon me by Matriarch Aurelia Valeheart, who invoked the ancient Life-Debt Oath from years ago to compel me to see the pregnancy through.
Now that the Valeheart Pack's firstborn heir had arrived, the Bond Severance she had promised me should finally take effect.
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The night before Selene gave birth, I had been injected with enough sedatives and bone-weakening draughts to ensure I could not harm her or the pup.
When the drugs wore off and I opened my eyes, she was cradling the newborn with pure joy on her face.
"Mate, the Matriarch has already chosen a name for our pup. Just sign here, and we can register him in the pack records."
She handed me the birth documentation.
The moment I saw the name inscribed there—Noah Frostclaw—my hazy mind snapped into sharp clarity.
Noah.
Remember your first oath.
That had been my hope for my own unborn son, the pup I had dreamed of.
It was the promise we had made to each other about our love.