Once The Forsaken Luna, Now His Eternal Obsession

Selena's POV:

Thunder roared outside, crashing against the villa as if it meant to rip the roof apart.

On the cold bathroom floor of the master bedroom, I, Selena White, curled in on myself. Pain tore through my body, forcing me to clutch my stomach as it came in waves. It felt like something inside me pulled apart.

When I lowered my eyes, red spread across the white tiles.

The scent of blood filled the air, heavy and sharp, mixing with the faint trace of my own pheromones.

I was having a miscarriage.

Three years ago, I had lost my wolf. Since then, my body couldn't carry a strong Alpha child.

Even so, I still took the risk.

I thought that if I could give birth, Kael Brooks might show me some care for the baby's sake.

But I lost that gamble.

The small life left my body. There was no movement. No heartbeat. No warmth.

The child was gone.

My hands shook as I picked it up from the blood. It was tiny, barely formed, with faint hair. Even then, Kael's scent was there.

Tears fell onto my hands and mixed with the blood.

"I'm sorry... baby. I'm so sorry..."

I failed to protect it.

My phone lit up at that moment. The ringtone I had set for Kael rang out.

I reached for it and answered with shaking hands.

"Kael," I said, my voice rough. "We lost the baby. Where are you?"

No reply came from Kael.

Instead, loud applause and cheers burst through the phone.

Then a woman's voice followed, soft and clear. "Thank you all for coming to my award ceremony tonight."

It was Aria Smith, the popular actress held dear by everyone in the pack despite being a mere Omega.

Her voice was choked with emotion as she spoke. "There were times I wanted to give up. But I was fortunate because I always had the strongest Alpha behind me. Thank you, Kael. Thank you for staying with me."

Applause followed, mixed with whistles. Voices in the crowd called them a perfect match.

So that was where he was.

While I was losing the child and struggling through the pain, he stood beside another woman.

"Whose call is that?" Kael's voice came through at last, edged with impatience.

"It looks like Selena," Aria replied. "I picked it up, but she didn't say anything. Kael, should we cut the cake now?"

"Yes. Ignore her. Come cut the cake," Kael replied firmly. "It's your day. Don't let anyone ruin it."

The call ended.

Silence filled the bathroom.

"Don't let anyone ruin it..." I repeated and looked at the dark screen, trying to lift the corner of my lips, but I didn't have the strength left.

In his eyes, Aria was the one who needed care, while I was nothing more than someone who forced this bond on him through a family pact.

He didn't even know about the pregnancy.

A few months earlier, I had taken the