Chapter 3 – where is my son?

"Mom, I’m glad you’re back," a child’s voice rang out, sharp with relief and fear. "This vile woman wanted to take me away."

"Don’t worry, little champ," another voice answered gently, firm with authority. "No one can take you away from us. Your father would never allow it."

The voices reached Luna Seraphine long before she could open her eyes.

They drifted in and out of her consciousness, echoing through her mind like fragments of a dream she did not want to remember.

When her lashes finally fluttered open, the familiar wooden beams of the pack house ceiling came into view, recognizable, yet distant, as though she were seeing them through water.

How she had gotten here, she had no idea. The last clear memory burned vividly in her mind: her knees giving way, her body collapsing as the maternity test result slipped from her trembling fingers and hit the floor.

But that made no sense. No, her heart thundered painfully against her ribs. She had been pregnant after that night. The night Ravyn forced himself on her.

The night that bound her to him in a marriage she always desired.

She carried that pregnancy for nine long months, enduring the pain, the nausea, the exhaustion, and every other discomfort that came with it.

She went into labor, screamed, bled. She heard the sharp, unmistakable cry of a newborn before the world went black and exhaustion dragged her under. She had given birth so what exactly was going on?

Alpha Ravyn’s cold, merciless eyes were the first thing she saw clearly. They bored into hers with unrestrained fury. "How dare you try to steal my son from me?" he growled. "Do you have a death wish?"

remained eerily calm as Beta Corvine stepped forward, helping her sit upright. Every

corner of her lips, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction she did not bother

voice steady despite the storm tearing through her chest. "I had

in his eyes deepened, turning lethal. "You really think," he said cruelly, "that after tricking me into bed that night, I would

deadly. "Daisy was also in labor that night," he continued, his tone devoid of emotion. "I made sure we

a feral cry, she lunged at him, her restraint snapping. Her hands clutched his

faster, stronger. With brutal ease, he flipped her off him and slammed her to the

impact rattling her bones as pain exploded through her

towering over her, "but don’t forget I am still

trembling, her mind mercilessly blank. "No," she whispered hoarsely.

your daughter," Ravyn corrected without hesitation. "I made sure she never saw the light of day. Her ashes were

as the meaning of his words sank in. All this time, she had been raising a child who

everything for Bryan, including the antidote to his

it without hesitation for a child whose parents had murdered her

into her with devastating clarity. If she had accepted the divorce earlier, this truth would have stayed buried forever. Ravyn would never

for her to defend herself, but she thought that maybe, that was the reason

paid a waiter to spike my drink. If not for you, Daisy would have been Luna. You should have known better than to

of all color. She regretted trying to explain it. Ravyn’s mind had been carved with what he chose to believe, and Seraphine’s words were never

lose the man you loved, and another to discover that the same man had murdered your child. There

you accuse me of," she said faintly, tears finally shining in her eyes, "that

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