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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.

chronic irregularity of my periods had added to my lack of

fetus is 4 months

were the last words I heard.

endless, moonless night, I lost

……

the sound of dripping water. My side rested against cool marble. I groaned and stood up, only

I? I thought as I stood. Wasn’t I

perfect,” my makeup artist said

been dressed in pink, lacy, see-through babydoll lingerie. My golden locks had been tamed into loose curls, and my nails had been polished into crimson

is already in the shower, and I’ve got a scent for you. Trust me, it’s an

setting the perfume

evidence points to the same

I thought, our monthly mating

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 tried to impress him. However, this

am I dressed like this?

head out the

it?” I asked my makeup

she replied, looking a little surprise. “Luna, did you

before

to before my tragedy happened? How could this be?

it was December. I was lying on the floor in excruciating pain, diet pills in one hand and tears streaming down my cheeks. My heir lay at my feet, a bloody four-month-old embryo that I had no idea about…

Oh, Goddess. My

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 was cautious to

I let out a quiet sigh of relief. There was no pain, no blood, so maybe there was hope. Maybe, just maybe, a miracle

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

need to happen now. I could take charge of my life, change everything that I

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