After forming a mate bond with him, I managed the pack alongside him as pack Luna, taking care of his everyday life while also keeping the pack orderly and functioning.
Finally, in the third year after our bonding, I successfully conceived a pup with him.
Toby was so ecstatic that he immediately declared that the pup would be the pack’s sole heir.
However, Cecilia returned to the country just as I was about to give birth.
Upon her return, she announced, “I don’t have the slightest interest in inheriting any authority within the pack. As long as I can be with Alpha Toby, I’ll be very satisfied with my life.”
From then on, Toby started staying out all night, and his shirts began to accumulate red lipstick marks that couldn’t be washed out.
I decisively proposed that I abort the pup and we reject the bond, but Toby refused to let me go.
He insisted that the pup in my belly was the pack’s heir, and so he would only reject me after I gave birth to them.
He even told me that he had allowed Cecilia to move into our house because she had fallen ill and needed someone to take care of her.
Furthermore, because she couldn’t bear pups and could not stand the sight of them, he locked me and my newborn pup in an abandoned basement.
He really deserved death!
The healer, Ethan Brooks, soon arrived. As Toby’s best friend, he had always been responsible for overseeing Toby’s health.
Toby followed angrily after Ethan with his arms crossed over his chest. “I’d certainly like to see how much longer you can keep up your act, Joyce!”
