My Funeral, My Alpha Mate's Wedding

I died just before my husband Drake's wedding to his mate.

Ten days before my death, Drake's former mate returned.

Drake abandoned me to spend the night with his mate even though I was attacked by rogues and was severely injured.

He came back directly the next day, not to see me but to give me the news.

“I want to sever the mate bond with you.”

“I’ve been poisoned by wolfsbane.”

“You’re lying again. Regardless, I must reject you today.”

He didn’t know that his rejection would hasten my death.

I thought that after this stumbling block—me—was gone, he could finally live happily with his mate.

But to my surprise, he abandoned his bride at the wedding and ran to my gravestone, weeping.

“Lyra, you are my wife. I forbid you to die!”

"I'm sorry, Luna Lyra. We've never encountered this type of wolfsbane before. I'm afraid you'll need to seek another hospital." The nurse said.

"Alright. Thank you."

With the nurse's help, I got down from the hospital bed.

"Shall we notify Alpha Drake to come and pick you up?"

"No, no need." I said impatiently.

Last night, upon hearing that his mate Aeris had returned, Drake abandoned me and rushed off to see her even though I had been attacked by rogues.

I dragged my injured body to the hospital alone, calling him several times, but he rejected every call.

And in the morning, I woke up in the hospital to his call.

"I want to sever the mate bond with you." He said on the phone, his voice cold.

When I reached home alone, Drake was waiting for me in the living room.

The strong scent of jasmine —Aeris' scent on him filled the air.

My wound throbbed even more painfully.

Drake glanced at me with suspicion.

"Didn't you say you were poisoned by wolfsbane? You seem perfectly fine to me."

"I’m really been poisoned. "

"Oh is it?! What kind of wolfsbane?" He asked mockingly.

"It's still unclear. The doctors said they've never seen it before."

"Hah, We've been married for three years, and you still haven't stopped lying.!" Drake sneered in disdain and continued.

"Anyways, I, Alpha Drake of the Silver Moon Pack, reject Lyra as my mate."

As soon as he finished, a piercing pain hit me, nearly making me collapse.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful. Do you think acting like this will make me stay with you?" Drake scoffed.

I leaned against the wall, refusing to faint in front of him. That would only make him think I was putting on another show.

Hold onto the last shred of pride, Lyra.

I motivated myself.

"I accept your rejection," I replied, forcing the words out.

And the next second, I lost all my strength and fell to the ground. The agony of being rejected by my mate overwhelmed me completely.

For a brief moment, a complex emotion flickered in his eyes as if he couldn't believe I'd accept so easily.

But he quickly