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The thing I regretted most was taking that last diet pill. It took my baby—followed by my life.

Yet I wasn’t fat by any standard.

The source of my diet pill abuse: my husband and Alpha of the Nightcrest Pack, Noah.

He was also the direct cause of my death.

As the daughter of the Silvermoon Pack, I married Noah through a political marriage, but it was never me that he wanted.

When Noah’s ex-girlfriend, Zoe, re-entered our lives, my world fell apart.

Zoe was once Noah’s fated mate, but Zoe rejected Noah and married the Alpha of another pack. When that marriage ended in divorce, she returned to the Nightcrest Pack.

To make matters worse, Noah and Zoe were once media darlings and the public’s golden couple.

I became the unwilling target of paparazzi who relentlessly chased me and captured every moment of my life. Despite my best efforts at privacy, the constant attention and scrutiny made me increasingly neurotic.

Noah never explained to the public what was going on. While he continued to present the perfect public image, I suffered in silence, unable to defend myself. To make matters worse, he left me more alone than ever.

No matter what I did, I couldn’t get his attention. No matter how much makeup I wore, no matter how much weight I lost, I wasn’t good enough. I thought it was my fault.

This drove me even deeper into the abyss.

Too many diet pills left me gasping for air, like a knife through my abdomen.

I realized I was pregnant. My thinness had hidden the prominence of my belly. The chronic irregularity of my periods had added to my lack of suspicion. When the doctors came to rescue me and the little life

4 months old.”

the last words I heard.

endless, moonless night, I lost my baby

……

groaned and stood

thought as I stood.

makeup artist said as

had been tamed into loose curls, and my nails had been polished into crimson claws. My groin ached with the pain of a recent bikini wax, and my face was made

and I’ve got

me playfully before setting the

evidence points to the same

our

charged marriage, Noah set aside one day a month for us to procreate in an attempt to continue the legacy of the Nightcrest Pack. It was the only time Noah paid so much attention to me, no matter how hard I

dressed like this? Unless…

head out the

day is it?” I asked my

she replied, looking a little surprise. “Luna,

before

my tragedy happened? How

before, it was December. I was lying on the floor in excruciating pain, diet pills in one hand and tears streaming down

paled. Oh, Goddess. My

to the mirror and wiped the steam off. Lifting up my lingerie, I stroked my emaciated stomach. Nothing seemed to be off, but I had also been too skinny for even me to know that I was pregnant in the first place, so I

pain, no blood, so maybe there was hope. Maybe, just maybe, a miracle had

Noah’s child. I still had time to do what was right

that did not need to happen now. I could take charge of my life, change everything that

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