Chapter 3

The maid couldn’t suppress the frown tugging at her lips as she overheard the careless exchange between

father and son.

The **Silver moon Pack’s territory stretched vast and wild, but with such size came peril. Its borders, rugged and unforgiving, were a haven for rogues.. feral wolves lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Patrolling these borders wasn’t a task taken lightly.

It was grueling, treacherous work that most wolves avolded at all costs.

Yet, for nearly half a year, Luna had volunteered to shoulder the burden.

She braved those dangers without hesitation, enduring hardships few could imagine.

What’s more, Arnold and Nora hadn’t seen each other in months.

The maid, ever loyal, spoke cautiously. “Alpha, you should contact her. Luna looked so sad when she left…”

Arnold merely scoffed, his lips curling into a dismissive smile.

“Her wolf is too weak to take care of itself for a few days.”

Without another word, he turned and strode back to his den.

**Angry?**

The idea seemed laughable.

Nora. .the meek, soft–hearted woman who wouldn’t even raise her voice–angry?

Absurd.

Later, in the dim glow of his study, Arnold ran his fingers along the sealed envelope she’d left behind.

He was just about to tear it open when his phone buzzed.

Linda.

Without hesitation, he tossed the envelope onto the desk and answered the call.

After I left. Alpha father and son went cr

Chapter 3

The conversation stretched longer than he’d intended, and as the minutes ticked by, the forgotten letter

remained untouched.

A cool breeze slipped through the open window, stirring the paper until it fluttered silently to the floor, landing out of sight beneath the heavy wooden desk.

Arnold didn’t come home that night.

Far away, in the backseat of a car, Nora counted her belongings.

She’d amassed a small fortune over the years.. not through luxury or privilege, but through hard, backbreaking work.

Devoting herself to the harshest and most exhausting tasks in the pack had left her with little time, or desire, to spend money.

to gifts.. thoughtful tokens for Arnold and Alex..and as a result, her savings. had quietly grown.

balance on her card reflected several million dollars.

the wealth of an Alpha or Luna, but it was hers. Every penny hard–earned.

home she once called her own,

limbs.

toll, and the moment she collapsed onto the bed, she drifted. into a

was the first restful night

battled

early days, it was Alex’s cries that kept her up..nights spent rocking him in her arms until the sun peeked over the horizon.

the relentless tension of border

constant fear of ambushes and attacks had left her nerves frayed, her

her, reminding her that as Luna, she didn’t need to work herself

only smiled, her

Alex to be proud of me as his mom,” she had

son went

20%

Fpty #

words

she woke, the

back

she pulled hock the curtains, warming the room and

the weight pressing

tidied up the small house, sweeping away dust and

as she finished,

“Ding, ding”

skipped a beat.

phone alarm startled Nora out of

recalling the purpose of that ringtone.. it

sharp and

birth had been harrowing.

on the delivery table, her

over twenty–four grueling

times, the doctors had warned of the worst, yet against all odds, Alex had been born

miracle in itself

miracle came with a price.

frail but alive,

his health.

fussing over every detail, and making sure he took supplements regularly to strengthen

child, constantly distracted

served both as reminders and opportunities to chat, to check on his life, and

to call, especially on days when exhaustion Trom work threatened

those calls had been precious,

his sweet, childlike voice refusing to be the first

friends, and even the smallest details that had made him

things had

eagerness faded, replaced by

tone

sensed it then..

Someone soft and sweet, who wouldn’t

need her

smile tugged at

alarm, silenced

was time to get out and clear her

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