Chapter 1

Ophelia;

My happiest day came too soon. The day I thought, was the beginning of a blissful love life with my mate, Alpha Enzo. But rather,  It was the day everything came tumbling over for me. 

We had thought all hope was lost on ever having a child, but the moon goddess had other plans for us. I was beyond ecstatic, as I made my way to my husband's office.

A strong hand held my waist immediately, and I flinched, turning in surprise to see Ethan, my husband's half brother, smiling at me.

I pulled his hand off me, but he only held on tighter, "Ethan, stop this. What are you doing?" I snapped at him.

"You can't deny that you don't feel this too, Ophelia. I..."

I snatched his hands away, "What is wrong with you? I am your brother's mate! Are you insane?"

I couldn't understand why he was suddenly acting this way. 

"Half, brothers." He corrected, and I rolled my eyes, walking past him. In my hand, held the doctor's report. The news we both, have been waiting for years now. 

No doubt this would make him so happy. As Alpha of the Lone Wolves Pack, it has been quite troubling and demanding, for him to get a heir. And the moon goddess finally answered our prayers. 

I felt strong arms hold me back, as Ethan pulled me toward him. 

"I bet my brother would be delighted to hear the news," he whispered lowly, in my ears

I pushed him away roughly, and he smirked at me, and then left, leaving me with a dumbfounded expression on my face.

Especially as my widened eyes caught the sight of my mate, who was standing just out the door to his office. 

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My hands held my tummy instinctively as I stood, before my mate and husband, Enzo, with tears streaking down my cheeks. 

"I hope this is a joke, Enzo. I refuse to believe you would think so less of me," I said, my voice almost in a whisper.

My other hand instinctively reached out to him, but he flinched back abruptly, his eyes, once filled with love and affection for me, now glared at me with so much hate etched on them.

He shook his head, "I could hardly believe it too, Ophelia. But the evidence is clear. You slept with my brother, and now you carry his bastard child in you!"

A sharp cry tore at my lips, and I shook my head, willing, hoping, that he was just bluffing, that he was only puking my legs and he didn't believe the words he was saying. But I couldn't be more wrong.

The evidence was right in front of me. And there was nothing I could do to clear the absurd claims.

"Get on with this, Enzo!" A shrill voice sounded, and I turned my gaze to my mother-in-law, Enzo's mother, who suddenly came into the living room.

She glared at me with so much hate in her eyes and sneered, "You are not worthy to be the Luna of this Pack, you slut!" Her hands swung forward, the force of her palm hitting my cheeks so hard it got me reeling in shock. 

"Mother?" My teary eyes gazed at her as I held my cheeks with one hand. How did it get to this? How did she transform from my best friend in the mansion to... to this!?

My knees gave out and I immediately held onto her lap, "Mother, please do not believe this. Please, trust me. You know I wouldn't do anything of the sort. You know..."

She pushed her legs so hard, kicking me with a force I almost fell on my back.

Pointing a finger at me, she warned, "Don't you dare call me that, ever again! If you need a mother so badly, then go find yours at her grave!"

No, she didn't just...

My mother was a sensitive topic to me. The fact that I never got to know her, that she'd died just after she bore me, was shattering enough to this day and I couldn't believe she would taunt me with that!

She didn't seem to care in the slightest, as she turned to her son, Enzo, who was pacing in the room, his hands fisted in his hair. His eyes met mine and I bit my lips to keep them from trembling so much, shaking my head at him. I wanted him to see me. To see the woman he had loved. The woman who had loved him for three whole years. The woman who would do anything to protect him, as well as the Pack.

"What are you waiting for, Enzo? You need to break whatever bond ties you two, together. Reject her this instant, and send her packing!!" She said with a voice of finality and then walked out of the room.

My eyes widened at her words, "No!" I whispered frantically, my gaze darting from her to my mate.

I dreaded to think about what that entails. I dreaded to think that my once loving and cheerful mate might end up rejecting me on this day. 

I can't let this happen!

I stood abruptly, making my way over to him. This time, I brought my hands forward as I held his face, "Look at me, baby. Look me in the eyes and see for yourself...." I couldn't keep the tears at bay anymore. They flowed freely down my cheeks, to my trembling lips.

"I am carrying YOUR child and no one else's," I brought my hand down, reached out for his, and placed it on my Belly, "Here, feel that. Our child, Enzo. The child we've been waiting for."

At this point, I was grasping at straws, anything, to make him believe me. He is my home and I have nowhere else to go.

I watched as his eyes flickered, and a tiny flutter of hope emerged in me. But in a swift move, he pulled his arms away, the force sending me to the floor in a thud. 

A gasp escaped my lips, and my hands immediately held my stomach, preventing it from hitting the marble floors. 

Rather, he sneered at me, "You have 24 hours to pack your stuff and leave this Pack. Trust me, this is me being lenient with you." And he left.

My shoulders slumped as the weight of his words hung in the air, resigning my resolve to fate. 

At that moment, I thought I had gone through the most unimaginable pain ever. But, I was so wrong. 

I was in my room, a few hours later, staring at old photos of us, when a knock was heard on the door. 

I sniffed, wiping the tears off my cheeks, "Come in,"

A maid walked into the room, and I stared at her from the mirror's reflection.

"I'm sorry Luna, but someone is here to see you." She said in a small voice.

My brows furrowed and I turned to her sharply, "What? Who is it?"

Her gaze was down as she spoke, but that was typical of the maids in this mansion, "She...she said her name is Olivia."

My brows shot up at the mentioned name, and I quickly scampered off the chair.

Olivia! My twin sister! She didn't tell me she was coming, but I was so happy to finally see her after two years since she traveled abroad to study. I couldn't believe she was finally here.

I got outside in no time. It was dark already and I could only manage my eyesight to search for her. 

Strange, because there wasn't even a car out. Something that'd signify her return.

But just then, I heard a loud cry further behind me. So familiar I took to my heels immediately, darting through the trees and into the woods as the cry became louder. 

Until it completely stopped. And I halted, as my eyes rested on the person on the floor. 

Margaret Backwoods. Enzo's mother, lying in a pool of her blood. A scream escaped my lips at the sight of it, and I quickly made my way, to her, crouching lower as I tried to find a way to help her. 

"No...no..no. Mother? Please no. This can't be," I whispered out.

But my hope was shortlisted as heavy footsteps resounded, and I was immediately surrounded by warriors. 

"Murderer!" Someone screamed out.