Vera Nightingale was the only human in the werewolf pack, raised alongside Alpha Kieran Ashford since childhood.

When she was 14 and rogues cornered her, Kieran was the one who fought them off.

When she was 16 and a Beta confessed to her, Kieran kissed her in front of the entire pack and made it clear she belonged to him.

The day she turned 18, Kieran announced to everyone that she was his mate, his future Luna.

Vera thought she had found her happily ever after. Then their marking ceremony arrived, and Kieran did not show.

She waited until moonset. When he finally arrived, he had an Omega with him.

"She reminds me of how you used to be," he told her. "I want to keep her."

Vera agreed. Kieran thought her love for him meant she would share.

He was wrong. In Vera's mind, betrayal only happened once. After that first time, everything that followed did not matter anymore.

If that was how he wanted to play it, she would find herself a new mate.

When Vera Nightingale returned to the estate, the moon had already set.

She walked to Kieran Ashford's bedroom door, intending to ask why he had stood her up today, but heard heavy breathing from inside.

Vera peered through the crack in the half-open door, and her face went deathly pale. Kieran had a naked woman pinned beneath him, his shaft driving into her body over and over.

The burning desire in his eyes was a kind of madness Vera had never seen before.

The woman had her arms wrapped around Kieran's neck, her face flushed. "Alpha, does Ms. Nightingale make you feel this good?"

The woman's voice dripped with sweetness, but Kieran suddenly grabbed her by the throat.

"You don't get to say her name in bed. Wendy, I warned you. I'm only sleeping with you to breed you.”

"Vera is the one I've chosen to love."

Hearing this, Wendy Quinn showed no fear. Instead, she flipped them over and straddled Kieran.

"Alpha, I'm the fated mate the Moon Goddess chose for you. She's just a human. Why fight the whole pack for her sake?”

"Unless the Alpha prefers it like this..."

Wendy moved her hips, and Kieran's eyes darkened. He gripped her waist and thrust hard.

Two bodies tangled together, completely unaware of Vera standing at the door with tears streaming down her face.

She spun around and leaned against the cold wall.

Werewolves had intense desires, which a human body could barely handle, let alone conceive.

However, Kieran was the pack's Alpha. He needed pups to continue the bloodline.

In the room, Kieran's deep voice sounded again. "Wendy, after you give birth, I'll give you enough money to live comfortably for the rest of your life. After that, get out of my and Vera's sight."

Hearing that, Vera could not hold back a bitter laugh. Did Kieran really think she would accept another woman's pup and just continue living with him?

She was human, but humans had their own principles and boundaries. She would never accept this.

Vera wiped the tears from her face, turned, and walked toward the estate gates.

She had seen Kieran's true nature and refused to stay in this filthy place any longer. But where could she go? Outside werewolf territory, she had nowhere.

She was just an orphan the previous Alpha and Luna had kindly taken in. No parents, no family, and thanks to Kieran's interference over the years, not even friends.

Vera walked back to her room in a daze. The next second, someone covered her eyes.

Warm breath fell against her ear, sharp fangs grazing her tender skin.

"Long time no see, Vera..."

That voice belonged to the vampire lord, Soren Blackwell.

Vera did not rush to answer. She wanted to see what Soren would do next.

"Kieran promised you a marking ceremony, then slept with another she-wolf and made you wait half a day. Vera, do you regret rejecting me for a beast like him?"

The moment Soren finished speaking, he felt her tears against his palm. In the darkness, his eyes glowed faintly red with undisguised killing intent.

Then he heard Vera's voice. "Soren, I regret it.”

"I'll be your queen. Take me away."

Vera's voice carried a hint of a sob.

Soren said nothing. His fangs pressed down and pierced into Vera's neck.

Blood trickled down her skin. Vera furrowed her brow and let out a soft sound.

"This is my mark. Give me four days to handle internal affairs in the kingdom, then I'll come for you immediately.”

"Vera Nightingale, you're mine now."

When Vera opened her eyes again, Soren had vanished. Only the open window proved he had truly been there.

Vera sat at her vanity and swept her long hair aside. Two dark puncture wounds throbbed with pain.

Yet they also brought back memories of her first meeting with Soren.

It had happened a year ago. She had been out traveling when she encountered Soren, who had been ambushed and left for dead.

Werewolves and vampires had never gotten along, and Soren was gravely injured and unconscious.

Vera had a soft heart. She saved him and even let him drink her blood to heal his wounds. When Soren woke, he had wanted to bring Vera back to the vampire kingdom.

Back then, Vera's heart belonged entirely to Kieran, so naturally she refused. But now, she had no reason left to stay here.

That night, Vera did not sleep well. Images of Kieran and Wendy tangled together kept appearing in her dreams.

Other times, it was beautiful memories of her past with Kieran. The two overlapped, torturing her endlessly.

"Ms. Nightingale, the Alpha wants to see you." A servant's knock rescued Vera from her nightmare.

She washed up briefly and went downstairs. Kieran sat on the living room couch, and Wendy draped herself over him.

Hearing Vera's footsteps, Wendy only gave her a lazy glance.

"Vera!"

Kieran's eyes lit up. He immediately pushed Wendy aside and walked over to Vera.

His expression was guilty. "Vera, about yesterday... I'm sorry.”

"The pack elders said I have to have an heir of my own before I can hold the ceremony with you.”

"That's why I agreed to sleep with Wendy. I did this for us!"

Kieran reached for Vera's hand as he spoke, but she pulled away.

At that moment, Wendy walked over. "Ms. Nightingale, my name is Wendy Quinn. I'm the Alpha's fated mate, someone chosen by the Moon Goddess."

She wrapped her arm around Kieran's and gave Vera an innocent smile.

Her soft chest rubbed against Kieran's arm repeatedly. Vera felt disgusted but showed no reaction.

She nodded. "I see."

Seeing Vera's calm response, both Kieran and Wendy looked surprised.

Wendy quickly added, "Don't worry, Ms. Nightingale. I won't come between you and the Alpha.”

"Once I give birth successfully, I'll leave."

Wendy smiled sweetly, as if she were truly as honest as she claimed.

Kieran nodded and said softly, "So for the time being, Wendy might need to stay here with us..."

Vera agreed without hesitation and even offered, "In that case, I'll go pack my things and give Ms. Quinn my room."

Her room was the largest and most luxurious in the entire estate, even better than Kieran's. A room like that should naturally go to the future Luna.

Vera thought what she said was perfectly reasonable, but Kieran's expression darkened.

"What are you talking about? You're not strong enough. That room was always meant for you.”

"As for Wendy, I've already made arrangements."

Kieran stared hard at Vera's face, trying to catch even the slightest hint of anger or hurt. But there was nothing.

Vera just stood there quietly, her eyes devoid of any emotion. Kieran felt something was off.

"Vera, are you angry?"

Kieran gripped Vera's hand. The werewolf Alpha who had been spoiled since childhood was now exceptionally cautious.

Vera only shook her head, her tone flat. "Since it's the elders' rule, of course I'm not angry."

"That's good. Vera, I'll take Wendy back to her room first. I'll come keep you company tonight, okay?"

As Kieran spoke, he reached out to touch Vera's face, but she tilted her head away again. But Kieran was in a hurry to bring Wendy back and did not notice this detail.

In the end, he never came for her. From noon until evening, the closed bedroom door never opened.

After Vera ate dinner alone and returned to her room, she received a message from an unknown number.

It was a video. When she opened it, footage of Kieran and Wendy in bed played across the screen.

Then came a text from Wendy.

"Vera, so what if the Alpha likes you? I'm the mate the Moon Goddess chose. Werewolves can't defy the Moon Goddess.”

"Besides, I'm already carrying the Alpha's pup. Who do you think he'll choose? You, a human, or me, the one carrying the entire pack's hope?"

Even through the screen, Vera could imagine how smug Wendy looked. Too bad Vera had no intention of wasting energy on a man who had already soiled himself.

Vera did not reply. She simply lay down on her bed.

Outside, a torrential rain had started pouring at some point.

Vera remembered the first time she met Kieran. It had been raining just as hard.

Ever since that day, whenever it rained, Kieran would stay by her side and comfort her. Now, all she heard were the endless moans coming from the room next door.

Vera lay with her eyes open all night.

The next morning, news of Wendy's pregnancy had already spread throughout the entire pack.

Many wolves were saying she was Kieran's true future Luna, a blessing to the pack.

Vera listened to their gossip without changing her expression. In the downstairs hall, Kieran's mother, Margaret Jones, had arrived at some point.

She sat beside Wendy, gently stroking her stomach with a tender expression. Kieran sat on Wendy's other side, his arm wrapped around her shoulder in a possessive yet gentle hold, creating a perfect family of four.

Vera took a deep breath before walking down the stairs. Hearing the sound, Margaret quickly stood and walked toward Vera.

Her eyes held pity and guilt as she reached out to stroke Vera's head gently.

"Child, thank you for being so understanding with Kieran."

Vera blinked rapidly, forcing down the tears gathering in her eyes.

"There's no need to thank me. You and the pack raised me. I know what I should and shouldn't do."

Margaret sighed, gripping Vera's hand even tighter.

"Vera, I know you and Kieran grew up together and your bond is strong, but... pups are essential for the pack's bloodline. Wendy is carrying a pup. She's a great contributor to the werewolves.”

"I hope you can hand over the Luna ring."

Vera froze in place.

The Luna ring symbolized status. It was also the engagement ring Kieran had given her.

She instinctively covered her middle finger and looked toward Kieran. But Kieran avoided her gaze.

Vera laughed softly. "Is this your decision, Kieran?"

Kieran clenched his fists and slowly nodded. "Yes. Vera, the ring doesn't mean anything. The one I love is you. It'll always be you..."

He wanted to say more sweet words, but when he met Vera's eyes, he could not speak.

Seeing this, Vera pulled her lips into a slight smile, her voice quiet. "Fine. I'll give it to her."

Vera released Margaret's hand and removed the ring she had never taken off since the day she first wore it.

Wendy's eyes lit up. She strode over to Vera and eagerly slipped the ring onto her own finger.

"Thank you, Ms. Nightingale. The Alpha is only doing this for the pup in my belly. He still loves you in his heart.”

"Besides, after all these years between you and the Alpha, I'm sure you wouldn't want anything to happen to the Alpha's pup, would you?"

Wendy grabbed Vera's hand despite her resistance.

She leaned in close and lowered her voice. "But Ms. Nightingale, who do you think matters more? You, or the pup in my belly?"

Before Vera could understand what Wendy meant, Wendy suddenly grabbed Vera's hand and shoved it forward.

Then she screamed and fell backward.

"Wendy!" Kieran's pupils contracted. He lunged toward Wendy and caught the she-wolf securely in his arms.

Margaret finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wendy clutched at Kieran's clothes, choking out, "Ms. Nightingale, I know you don't like me, but this is the Alpha's pup! How could you...”

"My stomach... Alpha, my stomach hurts so much..."

Wendy's face went deathly pale. She screamed once and then passed out in Kieran's arms.

"Wendy!" Kieran's voice was urgent.

Vera grabbed his arm, panicked. "I didn't push her! Kieran, you have to believe me!"

"Get away from me!"

Kieran shoved her away. Vera fell heavily to the ground, her head slamming into the corner of a table. Blood poured from the wound.

Yet neither Kieran nor his mother spared Vera a single glance.

Before she lost consciousness, all Vera saw was Kieran's retreating back.

Was he really doing this for the pup in Wendy's belly, or was it for the she-wolf herself?