The Mermaid Princess Rejects the Alpha

As the princess of the merfolk, I can't go ashore by nature. Yet, I've fallen in love with the werewolf Alpha, Silas Walker, who lives on land.

In order to be with Silas, I've struck a bargain with the witch of the deep seas. I've traded in my voice for a pair of legs.

For the next century or so, Silas and I remain together as an affectionate couple.

On my birthday, I find out that he's actually cheating on me with another Omega named Helena Payne. As he holds Helena in his arms, he whispers sweet nothings into her ear.

"Haven't I just satisfied you last night? Oh, you little minx…"

Meanwhile, Helena clutches the moonstone that's supposed to be mine. She nestles into Silas' arms as she says, "Will the Luna be angry at me when she finds out that you've given her moonstone to me?

"I didn't mean to steal from her, to begin with. It's just that I've been feeling uneasy lately, and I need the moonstone to help calm my nerves…"

Silas tightens his grip on her hips. "Hmph! I'm only lending the moonstone to you for a few days! You know how important Annelise is to me! If you dare tell her anything about us, I'll definitely screw you over!"

This scene completely breaks my heart. After that, I text my mom right away.

"Mom, I want to go home now."

I was a mermaid and the princess of the deep sea. A hundred years ago, I traded the one thing the merfolk prized most—my ethereal singing voice—with a sea witch in exchange for a pair of legs.

From that moment on, I became the woman Silas Walker loved above all others.

To prove his love for me, he personally cultivated 1,000 moonlight lilies. The flowers could only bloom when nourished by Alpha blood, and it took him three full years before they finally blossomed.

Once, when my back had been badly burned, Silas even ventured into the Forbidden Forest in search of medicinal herbs to heal me. That journey cost him more than half his strength, and his wolf fell into a deep slumber for an entire month before awakening again.

"Annelise, as long as you're safe, I'm willing to give up everything," he had said when he woke, holding me in his arms.

At the time, his voice was so gentle, and it almost unmade me.

But now, all of it had become a cruel joke.

On my birthday, I hid in the shadows and watched Silas entwined with Helena Payne.

Helena twirled the moonstone between her fingers—the same one Silas had taken to a witch to be enchanted. It was meant to protect me.

I wasn't a werewolf. So, even after completing the marking ceremony of the werewolf world, Silas and I never formed a true mate bond.

He couldn't sense my whereabouts or know if I was in danger. But with the enchanted moonstone, nothing escaped him.

Back then, he