Morgan paced restlessly in his chamber, his thoughts spinning in disbelief. Aurora’s revelation that Lilian was carrying his child echoed in his mind, a truth he hadn’t anticipated. How could this be? He had only shared one night with her, a moment of vulnerability and passion he thought would pass without consequence. And yet, here he was, facing the reality of her pregnancy.A wave of conflicted emotions surged through him. The idea of having a child with Lilian, of all people, was impossible to grasp. He could not accept having a child with someone whose bloodline was cursed, a woman whose very existence was tainted by dark magic that had been passed down through the generations. More than that, how could he ever forgive her for killing his and Samantha's child? The thought twisted like a dagger in his chest, reopening wounds he had tried to bury deep. That loss haunted him every day, and now Lilian—a woman he blamed for the death of his child—was expecting another. His child. The
"Choose, Alpha Morgan. One life or many. Sacrifice or ruin." These talisman's words kept echoing in his mind.It was a hard decision to make, yet Morgan had to choose between Lilian and the entire pack. "Take Lilian out of the villa," he commanded. His voice was low but resolute, each word laced with an unmistakable finality. He kept his gaze fixed on the guards, unwilling to look at Lilian for fear that even a single glance would shatter his determination.The guards gripped Lilian's arms and began to haul her out of the villa. Lilian's desperate pleas echoed off the cold walls, filling the room with a haunting sorrow."No, please! Morgan, think of the child—your child!" she sobbed, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and desperation. Her tear-streaked face searched his eyes for any sign of the man she once loved, but Morgan’s expression was a steely mask, betraying nothing but a hardened resolve.Morgan clenched his jaw, forcing himself to look away from her pleading gaze. Hi
Samantha stood on the terrace, her silhouette framed against the moonlight, a faint, triumphant smile tugging at her lips as she watched the guards approaching. Their hurried footsteps and bowed heads signaled respect—and fear. She reveled in it, savoring the moment of authority she’d long coveted. Becoming "Luna" held a power she’d only dreamed of, and now it was almost within her grasp.The first guard stepped forward, lowering his gaze as he spoke. “Mission accomplished, Luna. She fell off the cliff after I struck her with my blade.” His voice was steady, yet his eyes held a flicker of uncertainty, as if haunted by the memory of Lilian's final moments.Samantha’s smile widened, though her face remained impassive. “Good,” she replied, her voice as smooth as silk but laced with an edge that silenced any further questions. “Make sure this stays between us. Do you get it?"“Yes, Luna,” the guards responded in unison, casting one last nervous glance before retreating into the shadows.A
Morgan paced back and forth across his dimly lit room, his steps heavy and his thoughts tangled with regret. The scent of leather and old books surrounded him, but his focus was elsewhere—on Lilian and the guilt gnawing at him. “What have I done?” he whispered, as he closed his eyes while leaning on the couch. After a while. he grabbed a bottle of wine and chugged it in one go. He was hoping it would dull the ache in his chest. But the drink only seemed to deepen his regret. As he stared into the crimson liquid, memories of Lilian flooded his mind. That night when he kissed her and took her innocence. He shut his eyes, and for a moment, he could see her being dragged out by the guards. She had looked so small, so vulnerable, and he had turned his back on her. A sharp pang of regret twisted inside him, stronger than before. He ran a hand through his hair, gripping the glass tighter, almost to the point of breaking it.“I was a fool,” he muttered under his breath, feeling the weight
Early in the morning, before the first light of dawn began to break through the dense canopy surrounding the villa, Morgan stood at the balcony, shrouded in the cool mist that blanketed the grounds. He had barely slept. Guilt and regrets kept haunting his mind and heart which made him uneasy in each passing moment. Morgan called his most trusted Gamma guards, whose loyalty and devotion had been tested and proven over the years. They approached him quickly, their head bowed in respect. Their expressions were tinged with curiosity as it was not often for their Alpha to call on them especially at early hours except for very important matters. "Alpha, we are always here to serve you. Whatever your command, we will carry it with utmost dedication." “I want you to go to the forest,” he said, his voice low but firm. "Look for Lilian. She’s somewhere out there, and I need to know she’s... that she’s safe." The Gammas were caught off guard as they exchanged glances with one another. It
Morgan and Samantha's wedding was finally set, and the entire pack bustled with anticipation. Servants walked across the corridors carrying trays laden with flowers, linens, and ceremonial items. The scent of fresh wildflowers and herbs filled the air, mingling with the faint, musky tang of pine from the surrounding woods. Banners and lights were being strung around the grounds, and the halls were alive with laughter and chatter as everyone hurried to perfect every detail for the Alpha's wedding tomorrow. Yet, amidst the busy preparations, Morgan was alone in his chamber, a weight pressing heavily on his chest. He sat by the window, his gaze fixed on the horizon as if hoping to see the return of a familiar figure. It had been a month since Lilian vanished from his life, but every moment felt like yesterday. Her absence left a hollow ache in his heart, one that gnawed at him, keeping him awake at night and distracted by day. No matter how hard he tried, her memory lingered like a ghos
Immediately after the wedding ceremony, the festivities continued in the villa's grand reception hall. Samantha basked in the flood of well-wishes and congratulations, while Morgan silently endured the pain within. Nearly everyone celebrated his marriage with joy, but a few were burdened with sadness—Aurora, himself, and his best friend Declan. "Alpha, are you alright?" Declan asked, with much concern in his voice. Morgan heaved a deep sigh as he poured some wine into his glass. He felt his heart was aching. No matter how much he tried to hide his feelings he could not hold back any longer, and before he could stop himself, tears began to form at the corner of his eyes. He was not used to showing his vulnerability in front of anyone, not even to his best friend Declan. But this time, it seemed he was losing his strength. Declan patted Morgan's shoulder in a gesture of comfort. It was the first time he'd ever seen his Alpha in tears, and he believed that Morgan was deeply hurt for lo
While Morgan was alone in his room, he could not help but think about the life he was supposed to have if he only not rejected the mate bond. It had been two months since he was married to Samantha, yet he could still feel his deep longing for his forsaken mate. But as the Alpha, he could not neglect his responsibilities although he felt so heavy with each passing day. One night, he was drinking alone in his room. It had been his usual routine before going to bed, to help him sleep. But after some time the door creaked open and Samantha entered. "Drinking here all alone? Why did you not call Declan and Argos to join you?" Samantha's voice sounded like she was concerned.Morgan did not respond, he just continued sipping the wine in his glass,Would you mind if I joined you?" Samantha asked with amusement in her eyes. Morgan just nodded, reaching out for another glass, and poured her a drink. It was unlikely that she was sharing her company instead of pestering him.After a short whi
Lilian took a sigh of relief when she realized they were already outside the Balkans. She was certain the wolves would not go after them, so they were safe for now. However, her thoughts drifted on Morgan. She was certain it was him, but how did he know she was in the Balkans? The question lingered in her mind."Where are we going, dear?" Aurora asked."To Silverstone, Mom. I want you to meet my adoptive parents, and of course Liam. I'm sure he’d be happy to see you," Lilian replied."By the way, the one who helped us earlier was indeed a strong wolf. It reminded me of Alpha Morgan. But it could not be him. He went missing a year ago, and everyone in the pack believed that he was dead."Lilian was just silent while waiting for her mom to say something more. She could not tell her yet that Morgan also lived in Silverstone and was his neighbor.“Do you still remember him, dear?” Her mother’s question took her by surprise.“No, Mom,” she lied, though she knew it wasn’t true. “It was eigh
Morgan finally decided to travel to the Balkans. He was certain that his dream was real. Lilian might be in danger, and he thought it would be better to trust his instinct this time. "Leaving at this hour, Aron?" Alice spoke from behind."Yes, I need to do something very important, but sorry, it's confidential," he responded while preparing things for his travel."Are you coming home right away?""I am not sure, Alice. Please take care of Jenny," he said, then walked towards the door.His mind was filled with nothing but Lilian. He wanted to reach the Balkans as quickly as possible, because any delay could put her in danger. He was hoping he would arrive in time to save her, because he couldn't forgive himself if anything bad happened to her.After a few hours of travel, he arrived in the Balkans. It had been a year since he had been there. He couldn't help but remember his life in the Blue Moon Pack. He wished he hadn't made that mistake with Lilian. Maybe he would still be the Alph
Lilian and Aurora were able to escape the packhouse, but they could not easily flee from the Balkans because the borders were heavily guarded by the Gamma guards. Getting through would be difficult, and they would likely be caught by members of the Blue Moon Pack. They had no choice but to stay in the dense forest for a while and wait for the right time to cross the borders. "I wish you hadn't come here, dear. It's better to remain a slave rather than putting your life in danger," Aurora said, her voice filled with concern. "What will happen if they catch us?" she sighed."Mom, I'm not afraid of them," Lilian responded. "Argos and Samantha are not easy to deal with," Aurora took a deep breath. "Samantha orchestrated everything for you to be kicked out from the packhouse. She accused you of murdering her child, but the fact is, she wasn't pregnant at all. And the worst, she hired a fake talisman to give a false prophecy regarding the downfall of the Blue Moon Pack. She used your bloo
Morgan felt uneasy after telling Laura the truth. He was guilty, and at the same time he felt pity for the girl he considered his daughter. He couldn't even bring himself to tell her that he wasn't her real father.One morning, he drove Jenny to school, hoping to see Lilian again. He also wanted to see her child because he felt like Lilian's son was his own."Dad, thank you for driving me," Jenny said brightly, hugging him. Her genuine affection for him touched his heart. How could he ever tell her the truth? He asked at the back of his mind.He watched as Jenny entered the classroom, waving goodbye to him. A few moments later, a car pulled up at the school gate, and his eyes followed as someone stepped out. It was Lilian's son Liam, who happened to be Jenny's classmate. "Bye, Granny," Liam waved his hand to the middle-aged woman inside the car. Morgan assumed it was Lilian's adoptive mother in Silverstone.When the boy reached in his direction, he called his attention. "Hey, kid, ca
Denise was still anxious. She paced in her room, waiting for her private investigator to call her, but he was still out of reach. She was in the terrifying thought that her mother, Aurora, might be in grave danger. Finally, Denise decided to go to the Balkans. She told her adoptive parents she was going to a business meeting and would be back in two days. She couldn't tell them about her real plan, because they still didn't know her true identity. She only told them before that she was an orphan and that Aurora took care of her. "Mom, you'll be gone for two days?" Liam's face was in a flat grimace, and he pouted his lips as he clutched his car toy tighter. Denise knelt down in front of him, feeling guilty of her white lies. "Yes, son, I'm sorry. Mom needs to attend this important meeting for work. It's just for two days, so let your Granny take care of you for a while, okay?" she said in assurance. Liam just nodded, but Denise knew her son wasn't happy. However, she had to do t
Morgan found out that the real Aron Smith had died eight years ago. Laura, desperate to have someone to be considered Jenny's father, had taken advantage of his amnesia and claimed him as her husband.Now that his memory had returned, he needed to tell her the truth. Though he knew it would be difficult for her, he couldn't keep living a life with a different identity.He sat down one evening upon his return from work to have a private chat with Laura." Hon, is there something wrong? You seem uneasy," Laura asked, her eyes fixed on him.Morgan cleared his throat. "Hmm. I have something very important to tell you. I hope you'll open your mind to understand the situation.""What is it?" she asked, furrowing her brows in confusion."Laura, I'm not your husband. You know that, don't you?" He paused for a while and looked at her."Laura, my memory has returned. I know who I am. I'm sorry, but I am not the real Aron. I am not your husband. My name is Morgan Garren from the Balkan Peninsula.
Morgan continued working at the hotel, keeping his real identity a secret to everybody. For now, he had no plan of returning to the Bluemoon Pack. He believed that the Moon Goddess had brought him here for Lilian. It was their destiny to meet again after eight long years to give him a chance to correct his mistakes from the past.One of the waiters tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Hey, Aron, time to serve our guests." Aron nodded and followed him while they set the food platters for the function hall. His heart started to thrill with excitement at the thought of seeing Lilian once more.As soon as he entered the function hall, his eyes searched for Lilian. His heart raced as soon as he saw her, looking gorgeous in her evening dress. He wanted to pull her into his arms and tell her how much he missed her. He couldn't bear anymore the longing of his heart and decided to tell her his true identity tonight.Meanwhile, Denise felt uneasy. Her heart was beating fast, just at the sight
It all came back to him. He was Morgan Garren, the former Alpha of the Bluemoon Pack, unjustly stripped of his leadership. Accused of treason, he was cast into the dungeon and left to rot with no food and no water. The guards beat him mercilessly, day after day. Then, Declan, his loyal beta, saved him. Declan had given him a powerful herbal tea that would stop his breathing for hours. When everyone thought he was dead, he was buried on the ground, but Declan dug him up and took him away. He traveled far, sailing across the ocean until a massive wave struck his boat. He vanished without a trace. The next time he awoke, he was in a hospital bed, with no memory of his past, even his own name. Morgan was in the midst of his thoughts when his cellphone rang. It was his wife, Laura."Honey, are you on your way now?" she asked, her voice filled with concern."Uhm, yes...I'm on my way," he stammered. For now, it was better to keep this a secret. Laura had been a good wife to him and Jenny—
Days had passed since Aron saved Denise, and he still couldn't shake the incident from his mind. He did not know he possessed that kind of strength and sent those criminals sprawling with a single blow. With this thought, he began to question his true identity. He couldn't remember anything, not even his name. Only his wife Laura told him he was Aron, her husband. And every time he tried to think about his origins, he was overcome by a severe headache. It was like a wall blocking his memories.He tried to set aside the unsettling thoughts and focused on his work at the luxury hotel especially that there were plenty of customers coming into the restaurant so he was certain he would be working overtime tonight.Until his gaze focused on the man, who just entered the restaurant. He was dressed in expensive suits, but he looked suspicious. His eyes were scanning the area as if he was searching for something. Aron pretended to be busy so another waiter approached the man to take his order.