The Luna’s Revenge Against Her False Mate

During the summer break, Alpha Rio Hayes of the Silver Moon Pack and I took our son, Amos, overseas for a pack hunt. It was meant to be a bonding experience, a chance for Amos to prove his skills among the pack’s warriors. He had been so excited, his inner wolf awakened at just ten years old, marking him as a prodigy. He idolized his father, and I could see the pride in his eyes as he prepared for the hunt.

On the eve of the event, chaos erupted when a dozen wild wolves unexpectedly stampeded towards the pack. In my desperate attempt to shield Amos, I was knocked down, coughing up blood uncontrollably. Alpha Rio and his Beta, Karim, managed to regain control and rushed me to the pack healer immediately.

Amidst my pain, I insisted he prioritize saving our son. But he held my hand, his voice steady as he informed me that Amos was already being treated.

When I regained consciousness, before I could ask about Amos's condition, I overheard Alpha Rio and Karim conversing in German, a language I had picked up during my younger years.

"Alpha Hayes, young master Amos didn’t make it. But why did you intentionally provoke the wolves to endanger your own son?"

Rio responded with a cold laugh. "Amos was a threat to Callahan, my son with Theodora. I’ve already disrespected Theodora enough; I need to ensure everything in the Silver Moon Pack belongs to our son, Callahan."

Silent tears slid down my cheeks. Amos, who idolized his father, had been betrayed. If that’s how it is, then I’ll simply remove myself from this equation.

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Karim glanced at me with some sympathy as I lay in the healer’s quarters. Lowering his voice, he asked, "Alpha Hayes, Luna Valeria loves young Amos dearly. If she learns of his passing, she won’t bear it. Should I arrange for a counseling session for her?"

Rio scoffed dismissively. "Why waste resources on that? All my resources are for Callahan. Just take Amos’s clothes off; if she wakes and asks to see him, give her the clothes."

Despite Karim’s reluctance, he left to carry out the orders.

I tried to steady myself, processing this unbearable truth. Amos’s eagerly anticipated hunt had turned into a harbinger of his demise. Rio, you truly are heartless.

The door opened again as Dr. Jordan Morrison, the pack healer, entered to check on me. He informed Rio, "Alpha Hayes, her vitals are stable. She can be discharged and recover at home once she wakes."

Rio nodded and added, "Before she wakes, let’s fit her with a birth control implant."

Dr. Morrison hesitated but called for nurses to move me onto a gurney. Clutching my clothes tightly, I couldn’t hold back any longer and opened my eyes.

Rio’s brows furrowed momentarily, but he quickly masked his expression with one of guilty concern. Holding my hand, he said with misty eyes, "Honey, the healer just told me that your internal injuries require