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Alpha's mistress killed our child, and he regrets it
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The Alpha had been unable to sire an heir for years. In his desperation, he summoned every she-wolf rumored to carry strong fertility across the territories and brought them into the pack compound. Af...
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第1章
The Alpha had been unable to sire an heir for years.
In his desperation, he summoned every she-wolf rumored to carry strong fertility across the territories and brought them into the pack compound.
After I was chosen by him and marked,I became pregnant with the only Alpha heir this bloodline had seen in generations.
The Alpha was overjoyed.
He immediately named me the Luna, declaring that both I and the child in my womb were the pack’s most precious treasure.
When the pack healer examined me, his claws accidentally brushed my stomach.
That small mistake cost him and his entire bloodline their lives.
To protect the heir,the Alpha ordered that I be secluded deep inside the inner den, away from all others.
Eight months into my pregnancy,a newly arrived ranked she-wolf, Lyra, began relying on the Alpha’s favor to act however she pleased.
Under the excuse of “restoring discipline,” she purged anyone she disliked.
And somehow,she labeled me — who had long been hidden inside the inner den — as a temptress who had seduced a pack guard.
“You’re just a discarded, forgotten she-wolf hiding in this den —how dare you sleep with a guard and carry a bastard pup?”
“Today, I’ll teach you what real pack law looks like!”
On her orders, the female servants shaved all my hair, stripped me naked,and dragged me across the stone yard to the punishment grounds,where she commanded a group of criminal wolves to whip me and violate me.
She even took a blade and cut open my swollen belly herself.
Then, holding the blood-soaked, lifeless pup,she walked into the Alpha’s chamber.
“Alpha,” she said coldly,“I have uncovered a she-wolf who defiled the laws of the pack.This is the cursed whelp she carried.I leave her punishment in your hands.”
——
Eight months into my pregnancy, my body had grown unbearably heavy.
Every breath felt like it carried a weight it couldn’t release,and exhaustion clung to my bones like winter frost.
I had just lain down to rest when a loud commotion erupted outside the den.
“Outrageous!A ranked she-wolf of the inner territory dares to sleep with a pack guard — and even carry his bastard pup?She must have a death wish!”
“Everyone knows it’s Lady Lyra here who truly holds authority over the pack now!
For that filthy mutt to pull such a disgusting stunt right under your watch — is that not a direct insult to your power?”
“Exactly!Such audacity cannot go unpunished.Lady Lyra must make an example of her — or the whole territory will lose all discipline!”
The inner den had always been silent.
A place the Alpha once said was“where no harm could ever find me.”*
Now the noise pierced through the stone walls,gnawing at my skull.
A dull ache throbbed behind my temples.
I forced myself upright and looked at my attendant, Willow.
“What’s happening outside?” I asked.
“Why all this chaos?”
She knelt, her voice trembling.
“Luna… word spread that a she-wolf in the pack slept with a guard and is now with child.
Lady Lyra has gathered the ranked females and servants…
They say she’s going to punish the one who defiled the bloodline.”
My brows knit faintly.
There were hundreds of she-wolves in the territory.
Every single one of them dreamed of standing at the Alpha’s side.
Scheming, betrayal, silent wars —they had always existed.
But I had never involved myself.
Since the day he marked me,since the day his hand rested on my stomach and he whispered,
“This pup… will be our future.”
…I had devoted everything to guarding this child.
Yet now…
Sleeping with a guard and becoming pregnant —such filth, such an insult to the bloodline,would drag the entire pack into disgrace if it spread.
I could not ignore it.
Not when I carried the only heir.
Not when he had once told me —
“Until this child is born, nothing matters more.”
I rose quickly,led Willow toward the den entrance.
But the moment I opened the door—Lyra and the others crashed straight into my sight.
Her eyes lit up the second she saw me.
Before I could even speak,her palm flew.
The sharp crack of skin against skin echoed through the stone corridor.
My cheek burned.
I tasted iron.
“You filthy mutt banished to the inner den,how dare you sleep with a pack guard and carry a bastard whelp?!”
My fingers slowly curled against my swollen stomach.
This was the belly he once knelt before,pressing his forehead to my skin, murmuring my name like a prayer.
The same belly he protected with soldiers,with blood,with an entire bloodline’s wrath.
Yet now—“Today,” she stepped closer, her lips curving with cruel triumph,“I’ll make sure you remember what pack law truly means.”
第2章
The sudden slap hit me so hard my mind went completely blank.
Willow’s eyes widened in shock,frozen where she stood, unable to believe they actually dared to lay hands on me.
“As one of Alpha's mother wolves,you dare sneak around behind the Alpha with a guard and even carry your bastard pup?”
“How desperate do you have to be for heat?”
“Just look at you,” another snarled, her lip curling.
“You’re filthy to the core.A born low-blood.”
“Wolves like you belong in the border dens,spread for any rogue that passes —not here, poisoning the Alpha’s territory!”
Their words sliced into me like cold steel.
Only then did I finally understand.
The shameless she-wolf they were talking about—was me.
My expression went ice cold.
“Watch your mouth,” I said, my voice low and trembling.
“I am the Alpha’s—”
Before I could finish,Before I could even say the name "Luna"Lyra’s hand came down again.
Another brutal slap.
“You worthless mutt,” she snapped, her eyes burning.
“In front of me, you think YOU get to claim rank?”
“Are you trying to die?”
The force knocked me backward,hot pain bursting across my cheek.
For a second the world tilted.
Thankfully, Willow reacted fast, catching me before I fell.
“Have you lost your minds?!How dare you—”
She stepped forward, trying to shield me.
But before she could finish, Lyra seized her by the hair.
“Since when do servants get to open their filthy mouths when ranked she-wolves are speaking?”
She yanked Willow’s head back painfully and turned to the others beside her.
“Teach this stupid bitch her place.Show her what pack discipline means.”
The females moved without hesitation.
Claws, fists, boots.
They fell on Willow.Over and over.
In just moments,her body collapsed against the stone floor,blood staining the cracks,her breathing shallow, her eyes unfocused.
My heart twisted.
I had spent months in seclusion for my pregnancy,but even I had heard of Lyra.
A new-ranked female.
Her brother was a dominant war-leader from the northern territories.
A vicious wolf known for crushing rivals.
With her looks, her bloodline,and the Alpha’s temporary attention…she had risen fast.
Too fast.
After securing her position,she even pulled in several she-wolves from noble bloodlines,forming her own inner circle.
They followed her like loyal dogs.
Together, they controlled territory resources,issued rules in the name of “pack order,”and eliminated anyone who didn’t kneel.
Rumors spread.
She-wolves who once caught the Alpha’s eye were framed, exiled, or thrown into the lower dens.
Some lived trembling lives.Some ended their own.
And as for those without favor?They never even dared meet her gaze.
Back then, I had assumed the stories were exaggerated.No one could really be that arrogant.
Not inside the Alpha’s domain.Not while his heir still lived.
But now, seeing them here…
I realized reality was worse than any rumor.
My gaze sharpened, claws digging into my palms.
“You’ve overstepped yourselves,” I said quietly.
“Even for pack law.”
Lyra crossed her arms, utterly unbothered,a lazy smile curling her lips.
“The entire inner territory answers to me now,” she said.“You think disciplining a she-wolf who broke pack codes is something worth fearing?”
The others laughed.
“Exactly!
These days, every female wolf in this territory has to bow to Lady Lyra.”
“And you?” one sneered.
“A forgotten, sealed-away mutt hiding in the inner den?You think you’re still anything?”
Another stepped closer, eyes filled with malice.
“Lady Lyra, we’ve purged so many troublemakers already.And this one almost slipped through our hands.”
“She’s worse than all the others.We absolutely can’t let her off easy.”
“Just looking at her makes my claws itch,” another hissed.
Their voices surrounded me.
Sharp.Poisoned.Hungry.
Like wolves circling a wounded deer.
I straightened slowly,pain spreading down my spine.
“This is your last warning,” I said, my voice steady despite the tremor.
“You’d better find out who I truly am before you go any further.”
Lyra burst out laughing.
“A hidden whore locked in the inner den,” she mocked.“What’s there to investigate?”
“My rank is recognized by the Alpha,” she continued coldly.
“My bloodline commands armies.”
“You think you can outrank ME?”
Her gaze drifted over the corridor,a faint, almost excited glint in her eyes.
“Honestly…” she said slowly.“This den has been far too quiet lately.”
“I’m in the mood to see some blood.
The others instantly understood.Their eyes lit up.They lunged.
Hands.Claws.Boots.All of it crashed into me.
I fell hard against the cold stone floor.Pain exploded through my body.Instinct took over.
I curled around my stomach,my arms locking around my swollen belly.
The place where his hands had once rested every night,whispering promises to the life growing inside me.
The place where he swore:“This pup will be Alpha after me.No matter what happens, I will protect you both.”
A memory.A lie.
Tears stung my eyes,but my voice still tore through the hall—“STOP!” I cried out, breath shaking.
“I am the LUNA!”
第3章
The moment the words left my mouth,the she-wolves who had been beating me froze.
Lyra narrowed her eyes, studying me slowly.
“Did you just say…You’re the Luna?”
I lifted my chin, forcing steadiness through the shaking in my breath.
“Yes.
The pup I carry is the Alpha’s heir.If you’ve harmed him even the slightest —you wouldn’t have enough lives to pay for it.”
For a heartbeat, I thought they would finally back off.But instead…it was as if they had just heard the most ridiculous joke of their lives.
Laughter exploded around me.
“Oh, I’m terrified,” one of them sneered.
“This mutt’s been locked in the inner den so long her brain must have rotted.”
“Or maybe she went crazy wanting to be Luna.No wonder she got thrown in here.”
Lyra looked down at me, her gaze suddenly turning vicious.
“So that’s it?” she scoffed.
“I thought you had real backbone to dare challenge me.”
“Turns out you’re just a delusional idiot who doesn’t know her place.”
“The Luna?” she let out a cold laugh.
“Do you really think the Alpha would hide his Luna in some forgotten den like this?”
“With only one servant?No guard. No ceremony. No court. No witness.”
She leaned closer.“If you’re trying to scare us,at least make up something believable.”
She gestured toward my stomach.
“A mutt who slept with a patrol guard daring to call her bastard whelp the Alpha’s heir?”
“Do you have any idea how suicidal that sounds?”
Then she turned sharply to the others.
“Strip her.I want to see for myself just how filthy a she-wolf looks after spreading for a guard.”
Grins spread across their faces.Hands reached for me.
I had always chosen seclusion in the inner den myself —to escape politics,to avoid rivalry,to protect this life inside me.
This quiet was meant to be safety.Willow was the only one I kept.
She had followed me since I was a girl.I thought it was enough.
I thought his promise was enough.
Stay here.No one will touch you.I swear it on my blood.
That was what he whispered every time his hand rested on my stomach.
As if the world itself would break if this child did.
But now…That decision,that trust,had become their excuse to doubt my very existence.
When their hands tore at my clothes,panic surged through me.
“Stop!” I cried, my voice breaking.
“I am the Luna! If you don’t believe me,go ask the Alpha yourselves!”
They didn’t even slow.Claws ripped fabric.Hands struck my face.
“You’re still lying?” one of them snarled.
“You really won’t shut your mouth until you see a grave!”
My cheek throbbed.
Warm blood slid down my chin.
My hair fell loose, tangled across my shoulders.
My body was half exposed.Pain.Humiliation.
Cold air against my skin.
Lyra clicked her tongue, amused.
“That hair is annoying,” she said.“Get rid of it.”
A servant stepped forward with shears.
I didn’t even resist.
Because I no longer cared about my hair.Or my pride.
I only curled tighter around my stomach,my arms wrapping instinctively over the life inside.
The life he had smiled at.
The life he had dreamed aloud about —how he’d train him to hunt,how he’d carry him on his shoulders,how he’d tell the pack this child would be stronger than any Alpha before him.
A few seconds later,I felt the weight disappear from my head.
Strands of my hair fell scattered on the stone.
The only thing I had used to cover my torn body was gone.
Lyra burst out laughing.
“Good!” she clapped lightly.“That looks much better.”
“A shameless bitch like you deserves to be seen exactly as she is.”
The others followed her, laughing, applauding,like wolves watching a slow kill.
I stared at them, trembling,every breath sharp and burning.
“You will regret this,” I said hoarsely.
Every one of their faces.Every sneer.Every laugh.
They burned into me.
And I swore,even if it cost my life —they would pay.
Lyra stepped closer.Slowly.Deliberately.
She placed her boot against my cheek and pressed down hard.
Stone bit into my skin.My vision swam.
“In this territory,” she whispered,“no one makes me regret anything.”
“But I can make you regret ever being born.”
She lifted her foot.Then turned.
“Take her,” she snapped.“Drag her to the punishment grounds.”
第4章
At Lyra’s order, several female attendants immediately rushed forward and seized my arms.
Ignoring my struggles and cries,they dragged me across the stone path all the way to the punishment grounds.
Behind me,two long trails of blood smeared across the floor —my torn feet scraping against the cold stone step after step.
When we reached the punishment yard,they threw me to the ground like animal waste.
This place was where disgraced wolves were forced to labor.Those stripped of status and honor.
As soon as Lyra brought me there,everyone noticed.
Especially the way I looked —half-clothed, bloodied, trembling.
The work stopped.Dozens of eyes locked onto me.Predatory.Excited.Like a pack of starving wolves staring at wounded prey.
Shame and fury burned through me.
I curled my body inward,doing whatever I could to cover myself and shield my stomach.
Lyra looked down on me with contempt.
“Don’t act all pure now,” she sneered.“If you had the nerve to lie with a guard,don’t pretend you still have dignity.”
“You don’t mind being filthy, do you?Then today, I’ll make you even more so.”
She turned calmly to the outcasts in the yard.
“This filth has committed an unforgivable crime,” she announced.“I grant you the right to punish her.”
“And whoever satisfies me most…I will consider reducing your sentence and granting you release.”
It was an offer none of them could easily refuse.
The moment she finished speaking,objects clattered to the ground.
Buckets. Tools. Chains.
They came closer.And closer.
Terror flooded my chest.
“You can’t,” I cried hoarsely.“I am the Luna!”
No one recognized me because I had lived hidden in the inner den for too long.
My words made them hesitate.
For half a second.
Lyra’s voice cut through sharply.
“She’s delirious.Ignore her.”
“Continue.”
And they did.
Their hands reached out —not with mercy,not with hesitation —only cruelty.
I felt myself shrinking inward,my mind screaming to escape my body,but I could not move.
Some of the women who worked there —desperate to trade cruelty for freedom —took up whips.
The lash cracked through the air.Once.Again.And again.
The blows tore across my exposed back like fire.
Every strike drove the air from my lungs.
Every touch made my skin crawl.
Pain folded me completely.
My cries drowned in the chaos.
Welts bloomed across my body.
Blood.Tears.Mud.
A nightmare I could not wake from.
One of Lyra’s followers hesitated, whispering:
“Lyra… no matter what she’s done… she’s still one of the Alpha’s mates…Is this really appropriate?”
Lyra didn’t even glance at her.
“What’s inappropriate?” she said lazily.“The Alpha dotes on me.”
“I’m just punishing a mutt he barely remembers.”
“And my brother said it himself —as long as I don’t commit direct treason,no one in this pack can touch me.”
Hearing her confidence,the others relaxed.
Laughter spread again.
Under their relentless torment…a sudden, tearing pain exploded through my abdomen.
I froze.
My breath stuttered.
Something hot and heavy
flowed between my legs.
I looked down.
Blood.
So much blood.
Panic swallowed me whole.
“No… no…” I whispered.
I lifted my head, eyes blazing with desperation.
“Get the healer!” I screamed.“My pup… he’s dying!”
At the word pup,Lyra finally flicked her hand.
The crowd parted,she walked toward me slowly,amused,like approaching a dying animal.
Her gaze dropped to the blood pooling beneath me.
“Want me to save him?” she asked lazily.
“Then kneel.”
The world blurred.
I bit my lip so hard I tasted iron.
Then I forced my broken body forward and fell to my knees.
Over and over,I lowered my head.
Each time,my vision dimmed.
Each time,pain exploded through my spine.
I no longer cared about pride，or dignity.
I only saw his face in my mind.
The Alpha.
The night he pressed his forehead to my stomach and whispered:
“This little one… saved me too.”
“You’re not just my Luna.”
“You’re my future.”
And this child…was our future.My life.My entire world.
“I’ll do anything,” I choked.
“I’ll give you anything… just save him…”
My forehead struck stone.
Blood dripped down my face.
Again.And again.
Only then did Lyra burst into delighted laughter.
“So you really care about this bastard,” she said gleefully.
“Good.Then I’ll let him meet you.Face to face.”
She turned,picked up a heavy silver blade from a table nearby.
My body went cold.
She walked back toward me slowly.Like death itself.
“Don’t…” I whispered, shaking.“Please…”
Before I could finish,she kicked me flat onto my back.
The cold stone slammed my spine.
Then—Agony.
White-hot.
Something tore through me.
My vision shattered.
In the haze,I saw her leaning over me…
I saw her hands…And then…
She lifted something small.
Something red.Something still.
“Oh?” she laughed.“It’s a boy.”
Silence crushed me.
Then her voice again, thick with mockery:
“Too bad,he’s already dead.”
My screams never came out,my lungs refused.
The world tilted away.
Around us, cheers erupted.
“Good riddance to a mongrel!”
“Just looking at him, you can tell his father was filth!”
“Lady Lyra truly purged the pack!”
Applause,praise,fawning voices.Like a celebration built on my corpse.
Lyra examined my dead child with satisfaction,like admiring a trophy.
Her smile was slow… twisted… pleased.
“Don’t worry,” she murmured, glancing down at me.
“I’ll find his filthy father too.And I’ll send him to join you soon.”
Then—
A sharp voice thundered from the entrance:
“THE ALPHA HAS RETURNED!”