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.

thoughtful tokens for Arnold and

card reflected

Luna, but it was

arrived at the modest home she once called her own, exhaustion weighed heavily on her

limbs.

toll, and the moment she

first restful night she’d

had long battled with insomnia.

cries that kept her up..nights spent rocking him in her arms until the

the relentless tension

and attacks had left her nerves frayed, her body

that as Luna, she didn’t need to

had only smiled, her pride shining

of me as his

son went

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words fell follow Foodish, even

woke, the world

back

pulled hock the curtains, warming the room and

years, the weight pressing down

small house, sweeping away

finished, her phone buzzed

“Ding, ding”

skipped

blare of her cell phone alarm startled Nora out of her thoughts.

moment before recalling the purpose of that ringtone.. it was her

back, sharp and

birth had been harrowing.

the delivery table, her body trembling with exhaustion and

had stretched over twenty–four grueling hours.

of the worst, yet against all odds, Alex had

miracle in itself

with a price.

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

his health.

into caring for him, fussing over every detail, and making sure he took supplements regularly

been a playful child, constantly

only way Nora could keep track of him was through daily phone calls.. calls that served both as reminders and opportunities to chat, to check on his life, and to

call, especially on days when exhaustion Trom work threatened to overtake

time, those calls

sweet, childlike voice refusing to be the first to

day, his friends, and even the

time, things

replaced by short, distracted replies.

tone

then.. the growing

a new mom, wasn’t he? Someone soft and sweet, who wouldn’t nag him

wouldn’t need her

smile tugged

deleted the alarm, silenced her phone, and

to get out and

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