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.

and Alex..and as a

the balance on her card reflected

Luna, but it was

at the modest home she once called her own, exhaustion

limbs.

of travel and sleepless nights took their toll, and the moment she collapsed onto the bed, she drifted. into a deep, dreamless

night she’d had

had long battled with insomnia.

it was Alex’s cries that kept her up..nights spent rocking him in her arms until the

it was the relentless

attacks had left her nerves frayed, her body permanently

Luna, she didn’t need to work herself to

smiled, her

want Alex to be proud of me

son went

20%

Fpty #

those words fell follow Foodish, even

she woke, the world seemed different

back

hock the curtains, warming the

in years, the weight pressing down on her chest

small house, sweeping away dust and memories.

as she finished,

“Ding, ding”

heart skipped a beat.

sudden blare of her cell phone alarm

recalling the purpose of that ringtone.. it was her reminder to call

rushed back, sharp and

birth

her body trembling with

over twenty–four

doctors had warned of the worst, yet against all odds,

miracle in itself

with a price.

held him, frail but alive, Nora had been gripped by an overwhelming

his health.

caring for him, fussing over every detail, and making sure

playful child,

served both as reminders and opportunities to

sure she wouldn’t forget to call, especially on

upon a time, those

chatter endlessly, his sweet, childlike voice refusing to be

about his day, his friends, and even the

over time, things had changed.

replaced by short,

his tone shifted

then.. the

soft

need

tugged at

the alarm, silenced her phone, and

to get out and clear her

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