Chapter 13
Alpha Raymond’s hand swung toward me, fury blazing in his eyes.
But it stopped midair.
His chest heaved, his body trembling–not with hesitation, but with the wounded pride of a man who had been Alpha too long to bow to anyone.
He jabbed a finger at me, voice rising, that old arrogant dominance flooding back.
“With you by my side, my Luna,” he roared, “Shadowmoon Pack will never fall! Those damned Rogues are nothing!”
He pushed himself up from the floor, shoulders squaring, his frame once again
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casting the dark, commanding shadow of an Alpha who thought himself untouchable.
Grabbing my hand as though it were a sacred treasure he’d finally reclaimed, he raised his other hand to the heavens.
“Grace,” he swore, his voice cracking but still fierce, “I swear to the Moon Goddess, I’ll never betray you again! If I do, may the Goddess-”
His oath never finished.
Because my palm had already pressed gently against his eyes.
My voice was calm. Detached. Final.
“These,” I whispered, “are my eyes. Now, I’m taking them back.”
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From deep within Raymond’s chest came a guttural, inhuman scream.
Blood poured down his face as he clutched his empty sockets, his massive body collapsing to the ground, thrashing like a beast caught in a hunter’s trap.
“Grace…!” he wailed, his voice cracking into a sob. “Stop–please! Goddess damn it–it hurts–save me… save me…”
Once, those sounds would have shattered
- me.
I’d heard them before–too many times.
Every time, I’d sacrificed myself to soothe his pain, I’d traded my own body for his healing, carved out pieces of my life to patch his wounds.
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Not anymore.
Not tonight.
Pointing at his convulsing form, my tone was as cold as the steel of a hunter’s blade.
“Your left knee. The flesh on your right hand burned by silver. The kidney I gave you to save your life…”
With every word, every wound I had once carried for him clawed its way back to where it truly belonged–onto his flesh.
By the time I stopped speaking, Alpha Raymond was a mangled, blood–soaked wreck, his powerful frame broken and shaking.
He felt me approach, and even through the agony, he reached for me.
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“Grace…” His voice was ragged, pitiful. “Help me… I know I’ve sinned… I can’t live without you. I love you, my mate…”
Even now… even now, he thought I was still that foolish Luna who would burn in hell for a single whispered “I love you.”
I crouched beside him, my voice barely above a breath.
“No, Raymond. You’re wrong. You don’t need me. You need your title. Your Alpha’s throne. From the beginning, the only one you’ve ever truly loved… is yourself.”
I leaned closer, my eyes glinting like silver under moonlight.
“The moment you dragged me to the altar and bled me dry to save this cursed Pack,
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whatever bond we had… ended.”
He opened his mouth, desperate to speak- but no sound came out.
Outside, the snarls and screams of battle grew closer. Wolves clashed, teeth tore, and the rebellion we had long ignored surged like wildfire through Shadowmoon territory.
I smiled faintly.
“The gifts I gave you… I’ve taken them all back. Well, I tilted my head, “all but one… your precious Shadowmoon Pack.”
Raymond’s scream ripped through the chamber.
“No-!”
But it was too late.
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I whispered, my words carrying the weight of divine judgment:
“From this moment… Shadowmoon Pack… is no more.”
And like wolves tasting blood, the Rogues and rebels stormed the Alpha’s estate.
“Kill the tyrant!”
“Blood for blood!”
While I had been rotting in darkness, accused and forsaken, disaster had devoured the Pack. Yet Raymond and the Elders had done nothing, clinging to Charlotte’s promised “heir” as salvation.
Now the Pack had turned on them.
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The Elders‘ houses burned. Their screams were short–lived as one by one their necks were snapped like brittle twigs.
And Alpha Raymond–this once mighty ruler who had clung to power through fear–was dragged into the central square like a beaten hound.
Even facing death, he thrashed and roared:
“I am Alpha! My Luna is the Moon Goddess’s chosen! My Pack will never die!”
But the blade was swift.
His head fell to the bloodstained dirt, rolling until it lay still. His lips moved one last time, shaping a single broken word:
“Grace..”
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Years passed.
Sometimes, wandering near the Moon Goddess’s realm, I’d hear whispers of a tormented spirit lingering by the River of Forgetting–never crossing, never fading, bound to pain for centuries.
One day, curiosity–or perhaps mercy–pulled me there.
And there he was.
Raymond.
His soul was a shadow of ruin, his eyes nothing but hollow, bleeding voids. The red line of his execution still marred his neck. His essence was so damaged, it flickered like it might vanish at any breath.
“Grace…”
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Somehow, he felt me. His face turned toward me though he couldn’t see.
I stayed silent.
He gave a broken, bitter laugh.
“Pathetic, isn’t it? I earned every scar… every tear. For centuries I’ve wondered… if I hadn’t been so greedy–if I hadn’t wanted both you and the Alpha’s throne–would we have ended differently?”
His voice trembled.
“Or if I hadn’t been so blind… believing that lying whore Charlotte… maybe… maybe everything would’ve been different.”
Silence stretched between us, endless as the
river.
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Finally, his twisted lips curled into a smile uglier than weeping.
“But… to see you again… even before I’m gone for good… Grace, I… I’m glad.”
He turned toward the River of Forgetting, the eternal agony etched into his spirit slowly dulling as he surrendered to it.
And then, like a dying ember flaring once, a memory struck him.
The night of our bonding ceremony, beneath a silvered moon…
He had asked me:
“Do you regret it? Becoming my Luna means you’ll be chained to this Pack forever–you’ll never know true freedom again.”
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I had fallen quiet… before holding his hand tighter.
“As long as you never let go,” I’d said, “neither will 1.”
And now, as his soul unraveled and
dissolved into nothingness, Alpha Raymond finally understood.
It wasn’t me who had broken that promise.
It was him.
He had been the first… to let go.
The End
Book 2:
My mate, Alpha Edmond, had twins with his
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fated mate.
He hid them well, but I still found out.
In a fit of rage, I took his twin children and hid them away.
To make me reveal their whereabouts, Alpha Edmond hung our son upside down at the entrance of the estate, leaving him exposed to the scorching sun for the entire afternoon.
By the time I got there, my son was beet red with cracked lips and on the verge of losing consciousness.
My heart felt like it was being torn apart. I confronted him, “Isn’t Noah your son?”
“Then are Emma’s kids not mine?” he shouted back, furious. “Fiona, I’ve treated them all the same. I’ve never treated you
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and Noah poorly. Why are you making things difficult for Emma and her children? If you don’t hand over my twins today, I will make sure your son suffers until he dies!”
With that, he struck Noah with a whip embedded with silver spikes.
My son cried out in agony, but it was as if Edmond didn’t hear him at all.
My heart ached as if it were being shredded. In the end, I had no choice but to give in. “They’re… they’re in the villa by the edge of the territory.”
Edmond dropped me and my son, rushing off.
When he came back, my son had succumbed to severe dehydration and couldn’t be saved.
