Elara’s Pov

The day I was going to tell him about our baby, my fated mate, Alpha Dominic received the news:

his former fiancée, my elder sister, Amelia Quinn, was finally awake from her coma.

Dropping me in the middle of nowhere, he immediately rushed to the infirmary. But before I could find my way back to the packhouse, a hound of rogues caught me.

"Hurry up, bitch. Call your mate." They sneered, throwing a communication device in my trembling hands. "If the Blood Alpha pays up for you, we will let you be."

My glassy, wide eyes quivered as I quickly took the communicator as if my life depended on it.

“Dominic-”

"Ahh! Oh fuck! The alpha… oh, he is kinda b-busy…" On the other end of the phone, my sister Amelia was panting hard and intermittent moans could be heard.

I froze instantly, my hands holding the communicator trembling slightly, as if a fishbone was stuck in my throat.

It was then I heard my own soulmate’s voice echoing in the background "Who is it?"

A pause. A wet, smacking sound. Then Amelia's voice again, sweeter than poison:

"It's just a lowly maid asking if we need new sheets.These are completely soiled by my juices…"

My knees buckled as I clutched the wall of the warehouse for support, fingernails scraping against concrete as bile rose my throat.

Alpha Dominic, my beloved mate

And my older sister, who used to gently stand up for me when I was bullied.

Were having sex.

Then farther from the phone but still audible, Amelia's voice whimpered between lewd kisses. "Dominic, my womb is full of your seed…if this carries on, I can conceive your child in a month.

Are you sure... I should take the morning-after contraceptives after this and not worry about carrying your heirs?"

Large tears tumbled down my eyes as I shook my head…sobs wracking my body.

“Elara is already my breeder. Since pregnancy is risky for you, no matter how many children you want, I can keep getting her pregnant year after year until you are satisfied.”

My vision blurred as hot tears slid down soundlessly.

A….breeder?

Dominic…He…told my sister that I was a whore for his entire pack…not his luna or wife but the pack’s breeding slut?

I staggered, clamping my mouth shut as fat tears rolled down my cheeks in disbelief. My heart clenched painfully as the line disconnected, leaving me no better than dead.

"Phit." A rogue spat on my face angrily, his saliva dribbling down my cheeks, mingling with my hot tears.

"We went through so much trouble to kidnap the wrong woman! The Blood Alpha doesn't give a fuck about her-"

“You think he would care about a fucking whore? Even if rape her, he might not even bat an eyelash...”

The rogues encircled me, their leader’s yellow canines sharpened in a horrifying sneer “But the pup swelling inside her belly might be a different story."

My heart lurched as if lightning had pierced my soul.

They knew?!

"Don't you dare touch my baby!"My entire being shuddered as I thrashed against the restraints, my wrists tearing raw.

Biting my quivering lips, I frantically tried to reach out to Dominic one last time through the mindlink that he kept rejecting till now.

“Dominic, please don't disconnect! I am kidnapped by the rogues, I am pregna-”

"Elara, wasn't occupying my life for five long years not enough?!” A wave of burning irritation burst through the link, suppressing my wolf into submission.

“Stop throwing these pathetic tantrums just to grab my attention!"

I shook my head desperately, trying to utter a single word…. to scream for help for the sake of our baby before he blocked the mindlink shut.

In that instant my entire world came crashing down as blood rushed to my skull, blurring my vision.

“Get rid of her seed.” Rough hands pinned me down before I could even breathe.

Gutwrenching cries spilling down my lips as I wailed like a caged animal, throwing threats, before going as far as to plead my assailants.

“Do whatever you want to me, but please spare my baby!” I withered. Thrashed. Bit and clawed at anything before the unthinkable happened.

A rogue held my hips tightly, sitting on my stomach, his weight grinding my belly like a crushing boulder.

The very next second, dark red liquid trickled down my thighs…. With each drop of blood I died little by little.

My body laid paralysed, unfocused eyes staring blankly at the ceiling when my assaulter rode my skirt up to look at the mess between my legs.

"What a waste of time." Then kicked me away.

Minutes bled into hours as I was laid crumpled on the ground, dust mingling with silent tears until the loud sobs tore free, echoing throughout the warehouse.

What a good sister, what a loving mate! I regret loving you Dominic, I regret it so much!

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Stumbling out into the cold night air, each step felt like I was walking on thousands of needles, and yet the pain in my body was nothing compared to the agony suffocating my heart.

Alpha Dominic Vale was my childhood bestfriend, the man whom I loved since forever.

I was eight when we first met, eighteen when my wolf finally whispered ‘mate’ until Dominic broke our mating ceremony without a second thought.

‘Elara, you are the legitimate heir of White Luna pack. You have your parents' love, the pack's loyalty, a future as Luna.

But Amelia has nothing. She was a human adopted by your parents as a charity case! I cannot abandon her just because you are my mate. Since human life spans are short, you must wait for me patiently.’

I had already prepared myself to live unloved, even going as far as to accept an arranged marriage.

But when Amelia fell into that coma and he asked for a chance, I mistook his convenience for love… and handed him my heart anyway.

When I finally reached the packhouse, Beta Jayden was pacing at the entrance. The moment his eyes fell upon me, his face drained of colors.

"Luna! What happened to you?! You look like you will collapse any moment-"

"I am fine." I clenched my jaw, lying, despite the shaking tremors in my voice. "Just… take me to my sons."

He hesitated, guilt flickering across his face. "The Alpha has ordered me to bring you to the elder ceremony immediately. There is a big announcement for the pack. He said… from tomorrow, everything will change."

Not having any will to argue I just nodded, following him.

When the gates opened, I found Dominic already seated at the Alpha’s position as if waiting for me.

The moment his eyes fell upon me, the indifferent face that was always set into stone, broke like shards of glass as if we were transported to our childhood when he blew on my wounds carefully.

“Elara, what happened to you?”

My lips parted with a rueful smile. I was on the verge to tell him about the rogues and my poor child, seek answers before asking for a proper divorce.

But before a single word could leave my lips, his expression hardened.

“If your wolf went for a hunt.” he said coldly, straightening his sleeves “then you should at least learn to return in a presentable state Elara.”

The words landed heavier than a sledgehammer.

“Look at yourself.” he added, his gaze flicking over me with faint distaste. “You are the Luna of this pack. Don’t embarrass me like this again.”

A lump lodged in my throat, thick and suffocating.

“Why has the Alpha called me here?” I asked quietly.

Dominic did not answer immediately. Instead, he raised his hand. A soft golden light flickered above my head and then the Luna crown materialized, hovering in the air for all the pack to see.

Silver and sapphire, heavy with the title I had carried for five years.

Before I could even speak, he tore off the Luna crown over my head infront of the whole pack.

"Elara…..Amelia’s condition is fragile. She cannot know that I married her younger sister and even allowed you to carry my legitimate pups.

It will be better if you step down from the luna position.”

His eyes briefly glanced at my pale frame. For a moment, a flicker of guilt seeped into his tone, quieter now:

"And..do not carelessly call me husband from now on. Amelia might misunderstand."

My throat constricted violently, as if invisible hands were strangling my neck.

The entire pack held their breath, waiting for me to fall apart.

“Oh my god, is Alpha throwing away the mate the moon goddess gave him for a human?”

“Shh… what do you know?! Amelia is his childhood sweetheart, who knew that at eighteen, his wolf would recognize that childhood love’s younger sister as his mate.”

“Yes, he vowed to marry Amelia but after she fell into coma, her parents offered their younger daughter as a replacement to bear his sons….Why else do you think he kept impregnating Elara every month, even when she miscarried nine times in a row…”

Nine miscarriages. The words stabbed deeper than any blade. I had buried nine children before this one. And now a tenth.

“Even the two sons Elara bore are still not registered under her name. Do you understand what that means? Alpha planned to hand them to Amelia from the very beginning."

“Shh! This was bound to happen. Everyone knows he only took her as his mate because her pure omega blood can produce a white wolf heir."

Each word landed softly, and yet it felt like my heart was peeling away from my chest, layer by layer, until there was nothing left but raw, bleeding flesh.

Dominic heard the jabbing murmurs before looking at me with a haze of suppressed pity, that was gone as soon as it came.

“Fine.” My lips parted as I saw my own crumbling reflection in the eyes of the man I had loved for fifteen years.

In that moment, I completely let go of the matebond I had carried like a chain.

"From this moment onwards, I will never call you husband."

From this moment onwards I will consider as if you are dead to me!

That night Dominic didn’t return home, instead Beta Jayden showed up with a bouquet of freshly plucked flowers.

“Luna…. Alpha has sent these for you. Like always.”

I looked at the dark red roses, and my mind instantly flooded with the memories of the night when I took a dagger to save Dominic from a rogue attack, the night he finally turned to me, accepted the bond, and made me his Luna.

Kneeling under the moonlight, red roses pressed to his chest he had vowed solemnly:

"Elara, I cannot promise you love. My heart still belongs to Amelia. But I will give you roses every single day so you never forget…you are my true mate, and I will protect you."

I believed that was enough. That if I let him carve pieces out of me…my dignity, my body, my children and smiled through it all… one day he would finally look at me.

My lashes quivered as I touched the petals almost absentmindedly before a thorn pierced my finger, making me stagger back as if burned.

"Throw them in the trash." I said, turning away.

My love for Dominic flickered dangerously, like a candle on its last breath before extinguishing completely.

“Beta Jayden.” My voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper as I lifted my bloodshot eyes to meet his. “Five years ago, I saved your family, so answer me now.”

“Your loyalty… is it to the Blood Moon Pack… or to me?”A heavy silence followed as he hesitated before finally answering.

“You, Luna.” A faint smile touched my lips, broken and hollow.

“Good…..Prepare for the pack severance bond. Send my message to the werewolf council that I am going to reject Dominic four days from now.”

The color drained from his face. “Rejection? Luna, you can’t! Also, if you sever your bond with the Blood Moon Pack, you will be cast out and become a rogue!”

I didn’t flinch, replying calmly.

“Then let it be….I will take my sons and leave this pack for good.”

Jayden left without another word. The door clicking shut as I sat alone in the darkness, hand pressed to my empty womb, the scent of roses choking the air until I finally closed my eyes.

The next day, my eyes fluttered open to small hands pressing against my forehead.

"Is mommy sick?" my eldest son Alec, whispered worriedly.

For a fleeting second, my heart lurched as I bent instinctively, arms opening to pull him to my chest. "I-I am fine, don’t worry about me-”

“That’s good.” Alec cut in quickly. “If Mommy keeps acting sick, how will she take care of Auntie Amelia?”

My hands froze mid-air, eyes widening as the warmth in them shattered instantly.

“W-What did you say?” My voice came weak as I quivered, praying that I heard it wrong.

“Mom, you shouldn’t lie uselessly.” Leo said innocently, his tone unusually serious for a child. “Auntie just woke up. The healer said she needs a clean, quiet place, so hurry up and clean dad’s room of all your things!”

Alec nodded quickly, tugging at his brother’s sleeve as he looked at me with bright, expectant eyes.

“Yes! Mom it will be better if you move to the storage room beside our nursery, that way, when we need you, you can come quickly!”

Each word landed softly yet it struck me like thousands of needles were prickling my skin.

“Leave.” I swallowed against the rawness in my throat as my fingers curled sharply at my sides.

The children scowled turning away before shutting the door with a loud bang.

In the past, my two sons lovingly fought over me like I was their sun: who got the first morning kiss, who made the best Mother's Day card, who got to curl up in my lap.

I used to laugh at their silly antics before scooping them both into my arms and reassure dotingly- “Mommy loves you both! Stop fighting.”

Now their eyes held no love, only disdain.

The door hadn't even fully closed behind them when Dominic walked inside, setting his cufflinks slowly in the mirror.

“Amelia is coming back in two days, make sure you prepare all her favorite dishes. Its her special welcoming party so don’t wear something too loud.”

When I didn’t move, didn’t rush to him like I always did, his fingers stilled mid-motion.

Only then did he seem to notice me.

Walking towards me he gently pressed his palm against my forehead, checking my temperature.

“Are you still sick?" My eyes locked with his.

For a long moment, I just stared at the man who had once held my hand through twelve hours of labor, sweat on his brow, tears in his eyes. "I wish I could suffer the pain instead of you Elara." he had whispered then.

Gone was that boy who fretted over my papercuts. The bestfriend who filled my lap with hundreds of chocolates to just stop me from crying, was long buried under the ‘Alpha’ title.

If not him..then who else could have poisoned my children’s mind drop by drop until our bond was nothing but a hollow shell.

Dominic frowned. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

I didn't answer, making him sigh. “Elara..is this about yesterday? I am glad that you didn’t throw a tantrum and just gave up the crown.”

He studied me for a moment, then his voice softened. Almost gentle.

“It's good that you are being obedient like this. Don’t worry, if you continue to be reasonable, I will make sure you lack nothing. You will have a place in this pack. The children will visit you and no one would cast you out.

Once Amelia recovers and understands the…circumstances, I will give the Luna position back to you.”

It was then he leaned down without a warning and pressed his lips to mine as if reassuring me.

The instant his mouth touched my skin, revulsion crawled through me like thousands of insects squirming under my flesh.

The sounds of those lewd moans detonated in my head with full force as bile rose my throat. I gagged, scurrying away instantly.

Dominic’s eyes deepened with meaning.

“You….don’t tell me you got pregnant again?”

“Stop it, I am not pregnant.”

But Dominic did not paid any attention to my words, He yanked me towards himself, urgently trying to confirm the pregnancy.

"You have done well, this is perfect timing." he said, almost to himself. "Mom is expecting you to give birth to atleast five sons, even if there are one or two daughters along the way, it is of no issue." He grabbed my arm, already pushing me inside the bathroom.

"Go. Take the test. We need to confirm."

I stood there, shaking. My hand pressed to my hollow womb.

Earlier, the excitement that made butterflies flutter in my stomach now appeared excessively hypocritical.

Minutes later, I opened the door. The test in my hand indicating what I had already known all along.

[Not pregnant.]

Dominic took it from my fingers. His face, which had held a flicker of hope, darknened immediately.

"Negative." His voice was quiet. Controlled. "How?"

He grabbed my shoulders gently and yet his eyes that bore into my skull were full of suspicion. "Don’t tell me….are you taking contraceptives behind my back?"

“Now that you say it.” I gritted my teeth “I regret not taking them sooner.”

“Elara!”

Dominic snapped before he pinched the bridge of his nose like it was another tantrum.

"We've been trying for months now! Right when I desperately need an heir blessed with a white wolf, you fail me again!” He stopped, looking at me like a tool that had gone faulty.

“Every single time something goes wrong. You conceive, and then…you fucking miscarry.” He stepped closer. "Something is wrong with your womb, Elara-”

“Wrong?” My wet lashes quivered as I barely looked at him, suppressing my erupting hatred.

Two years ago, heartbroken, with wide open eyes, I had bled on the operating table as the doctors removed my seven-month-old fully developed fetus from my body.

It was then I had heard the doctor whisper to my ‘devastated’ husband:

‘Alpha, Luna’s womb is badly scarred. She needs time to heal. Even if she is a pureblood omega her body cannot endure another pregnancy so soon. If pushed again… she may not survive.’

Yet a week later, Dominic still walked into our bedroom and gently fed me a soup laced with the fertility serum that immediately forced any she-wolf into heat.

That night, he had embraced me, apologizing with bloodshot eyes:

‘Elara, my uncle is eyeing the Alpha position. I received a report that he is colluding with rogues to usurp my throne. I don't know how long I will live to accompany you but…only with strong heirs can I protect you...so don’t hate me.’

He was the one who ruined me step by step and yet, still had the audacity to blame me?

"Wasn’t this all orchestrated by you?!" I spat. "Even when the doctor said my body couldn’t bear to carry another pregnancy-”

“The doctor knows nothing!” His jaw clenched hard “Your body is made for this!”

Made for this.

His words landed like a fist to my gut, knocking the air straight out of my lungs.

He kept pushing my broken body into heat. After every miscarriage, he waited weeks, sometimes days and tried again.

And all along he thought my body was made to endure such pain?

The truth that I have been avoiding since so long stood stark naked at this moment. In all five years of marriage, Dominic had never once seen me as his mate…from the first day of our marriage he had been planning a glorious return for my adopted sister.

Since she was a human who could not survive giving birth to an Alpha pup he was using me as her surrogate all along.

My fingers curled sharply at my sides despite the agony jabbing my heart.

“Elara, even if you had contraceptives these days.” Dominic stepped closer, towering over me. "...It ends tonight. You are my wife, so don’t forget it's your duty to serve your husband."

My blood turned to ice as he embraced me, his fingers already unbuttoning my top.

For a second I almost lost all my reason and shoved him away hard.

"No! I don’t want it!"

Dominic's eyes turned cold. "No? Are you refusing me now?"

He frowned, racking his fingers through his hair before looking at me with quiet, terrible certainty.

"Elara. Have you completely forgotten who is the one keeping your White Luna Pack afloat now? Your mother and little brother all depend upon me.”

Blood rushed to my ears and for a moment I almost thought I misheard before he continued.

“If you don't behave, you can forget about your father's medical treatment."

My father-Alpha Alexander of the White Luna Pack was Dominic’s mentor, the man who helped him claim his position as Alpha and treated him like a son.

His last words before falling into a coma by poison was to ask Dominic to protect me for life.

And now he was using my own father as a bait?

The fight drained out of me like blood from an open wound. My arms fell limp at my sides before trembling as they fumbled with the hem of my shirt.

Dominic sighed. “Now, its not that hard is it?” His eyes didn't waver. They moved over my body like he was inspecting livestock.

I pulled the shirt over my head, my skin burning raw as his took in my breasts, my stomach, the scars from the miscarriages pale, silvery lines he had never bothered to notice before.

When he laid me down on bed I clenched my jaw tightly, tears pooling in my eyes as my body trembled beneath him while he took whatever he wanted and labeled it as love.

"Get cleaned up." He finished, standing up before straightening his clothes.

Minutes passed as I turned my head away, my entire body quivering as I refused to even glance at him.

All those innocent memories I had clung to like a lifeline now appeared like a brand of red hot iron on my soul.

Eight years ago, the son of a rival Alpha had cornered me in the garden almost ready to defile me when Dominic found us.

Beating the man until he lay unconscious in a pool of his own blood, Dominic hadn’t even cared about the punishment that came as fifty whiplashes, splitting his back open.

The mate who raped me tonight was the same boy who pulled me close beneath his blanket that night, his arms trembling around me. ‘No one’ he had whispered against my hair ‘dares lay their hands on you Elara.’

Watching my frail back shuddering with silent sobs, Dominic’s tone softened a bit “Elara, I am doing everything for your own good.”

Good?

Building a life where Amelia would have your heart and throne, and I would have the storage room and secret midnight visits like a dirty mistress was for my good?

“If you take care of Amelia she will recover soon….once she is completely stable, I will tell her the truth about our arranged marriage, I am sure she will forgive you.”

Forgive me?

Something inside me snapped, anger seeping through cracks in my composure.

In four days I will reject you.

This mate bond that you trampled upon…I will tear it apart with my own hands.

I will become the first she-wolf in wereworld to reject her mate.