Chapter 1

Kael Blackclaw, the Rogue King, disguised himself as a delivery man to assassinate my mate, the Alpha of the Moonbane pack, Lucas Wolfgang.

However, it was Valentine's Day that day, and Lucas was busy celebrating a romantic evening with his lover and childhood friend elsewhere.

When Kael realized that he had failed in his assassination, he took my daughter, Tina Wolfgang, as hostage and forced me to drink the deadly wolfsbane potion. I tried my best to distract him with lighthearted chatting while sending Lucas an SOS signal through our mind link.

"Lucas, Tina and I need you now…"

However, Lucas had long since cut off the mind link between us and never replied to my distress call. Forced with no choice, I could only swallow the poison under Kael's watchful eyes.

I lay on the bed on the brink of death. Slowly, the poison spread all over my body and attacked my heart. I felt something tugging painfully at my heart as if it was going to be ripped out of my body at any moment. I was in such pain that I curled up in a fetal position.

Tina, who was only five years old, kept crying next to me as she wiped the blood away from the corner of my mouth. However, the blood just kept pouring out and wouldn't stop.

"Mommy? Mommy, are you okay? Mommy, can you look at me? Can you open your eyes and look at me?" she cried.

I used up every last effort to open my eyes and look at her. However, I could only see a very blurry image of my poor daughter crying her heart out.

"Mommy, hold on, okay? I'll go find Daddy!"

She then hurried out of the room barefoot and went to grab my phone. Then, she unlocked it with my thumbprint.

At her age, Tina already knew how to read quite well. She found Lucas' number in my contacts and called him. After what felt like a long time, Lucas finally picked up.

"What is it?" Lucas asked, his tone angry and impatient. "I told you not to call me on regular days! You're distracting me at work!"

Tina just cried and asked, "Daddy, when are you coming home? Mommy spat a lot of blood… I'm scared. Can you come home and look at Mommy?"

Lucas' voice turned even angrier and more frustrated. I could hear him very well. "Tina, I've told you many times that you're not allowed to lie like your Mommy!

"And you, Ava! How dare you teach your daughter to lie to me? You're a terrible mother. You don't deserve to be one!"

Lucas' accusations stabbed me right in the heart like a sharp knife. It was right then that the werewolf poison thoroughly infested my heart.

I dry-heaved and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Werewolves like us usually had self-healing powers, and we could recover from pain and illnesses fairly well on our own. However, I was an Omega, which meant that I was a lot weaker than the others in the pack. Also, I had been poisoned. Death was the only option available.

I wasn't afraid of death. However, I wanted to take one last look at Lucas before I left this world for good.

Tina didn't know what Lucas was talking about. She just continued crying and begging, "Daddy, Mommy's spitting a lot of blood! She can't talk anymore!"

Lucas lost his patience and roared, "Then don't let her talk! Tell her to see a doctor if she's spitting out blood. Don't call me!"

At that moment, a young girl's voice sounded next to Lucas'. "Daddy Lucas, Mommy's asking you a question! Which dress looks nicer on her?"

Lucas' voice immediately changed, taking on a kind, gentle, and loving tone. "Alright, alright. I'm coming. Your mommy used to be the prettiest wolf in the pack, so naturally, she looks pretty in anything she wears."

Then, Lucas hung up on us.

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces.

It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper.

Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me.

"Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

I felt wrecked. I wanted to lift my arm and touch her face again for the last time to comfort her, but my breathing was getting weaker, and I couldn't even find the strength to raise a finger. The feeling of helplessness continued until I finally breathed my last breath.

Ever since Mia returned to the pack, Lucas had been getting increasingly frustrated with me. He would always think that I was acting out of jealousy no matter what I did.

Now, he could finally relax. I was already dead anyway. Nobody would ever disturb him on his dates with Mia anymore.