Chapter 4
It was nearly midnight.
Alpha Adrian had left hours ago, saying he had "tribal business." He didn’t even glance at me. I sat on the edge of the bed, untouched tonic in hand. The herbal scent made me nauseous.
I opened my comm-stone and typed in a banned tracking command—Alpha Adrian’s lifebond beacon.
Match Found.
Location: West District, Shadow Wolf Guesthouse.
I clenched my fist and threw on my cloak.
The guesthouse catered exclusively to noble Alphas. There were Nightfog guards stationed at the front.
I approached. One of them stepped forward nervously. “Luna? It's quite late…”
“Alpha Adrian is inside, isn’t he?”
He hesitated. “I… I’m not sure.”
“Move,” I said coldly, brushing past him.
I followed the signal to the far end of the third floor. One door was slightly ajar. A faint scent drifted out—Omega Shirley’s signature incense.
I crept closer. Through the gap, I saw them.
Alpha Adrian was seated at the bed’s edge. Omega Shirley knelt in front of him, wearing a silk robe that barely covered her. Her belly was slightly swollen.
He was gently massaging her stomach. “This time, everything’s perfect. I’ll keep you and the baby safe.”
“But she’s still alive,” Omega Shirley murmured. “And she’s carrying… I don’t want to think about it.”
Alpha Adrian pulled her into his arms. “Once the cord blood is harvested, she can disappear.”
“Really?” Omega Shirley’s voice trembled. “I thought you said she was your fated mate…”
He chuckled low. “Fate? I’ve never even touched her. You’re the only one I’ve touched.”
My hand shook violently. I nearly burst through the door.
Then Omega Shirley “accidentally” dropped a glass vial.
“Oh no…” she bent down to pick it up.
The vial rolled to my feet.
Inside was something horrifying—a fetal specimen. Tiny, curled.
“What the hell is this?!” I slammed the door open.
Alpha Adrian shot to his feet.
Omega Shirley screamed and ducked behind him. “She was spying on us!”
“What is this?!” I shouted, pointing at the vial. “Is this my… my baby?!”
Alpha Adrian’s eyes darkened. Without a word, he backhanded me.
I crashed into the table. Blood filled my mouth.
“Alpha Adrian!” I choked. “What did you do to me?! Are you even human?!”
He leaned in, eyes cold. “I’m gentle only to my woman.”
“Then what am I to you?!”
“A tool,” he whispered. “You knew that long ago.”
I forced myself up and tapped the hidden rune behind my comm-stone.
A shimmer of light. The recorder activated. Everything in that room—captured.
Omega Shirley gasped. “You’re recording?!”
I smirked. “Crystal clear.”
Alpha Adrian’s face twisted. “You dare—”
He kicked me in the stomach. Pain exploded through my body.
I collapsed, gasping, hands over my abdomen.
He ignored me and shielded Omega Shirley. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”
In the projection, I looked like a beaten dog—bloody, trembling, collapsed.
I activated a second comm-stone, hit Broadcast Live.
Comments flooded in:
【“That’s the Nightfog Alpha?! He’s hitting his pregnant Luna?!”】
【“She’s bleeding! Someone stop him!”】
【“Didn’t Omega Shirley lose her womb? What’s going on?!”】
Alpha Adrian lunged for the device, but just then, the screen lit up—
Flight CA1231 to Icefang Island: Check-in Confirmed.
He froze. The note read: Passenger: Omega Shirley Nightfog. Private Suite: 2 seats.
His eyes narrowed. “You tracked me?”
I laughed through the pain. “You’re running away with her, aren’t you?”
Omega Shirley whimpered, clinging to him. “She’s crazy… she shouldn’t be here…”
I stared at them. My mouth filled with blood.
Footsteps echoed outside.
“What's going on? We saw the livestream—”
“Out!” Alpha Adrian barked.
But it was too late. The entire pack had seen it: Alpha Adrian kicking me, calling me a tool, holding Omega Shirley while I bled.
I was dragged back to my room. No one came to check on me. Not Alpha Adrian. Not Omega Shirley.
I lay there all night, pain wrapping around my stomach like a noose.
Eyes wide open. Listening to my body scream.
I couldn’t fight.
I could only survive—like a corpse that wouldn’t die.
But I remembered everything.
And one day, they’d remember me too.
