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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.

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

4 months

the last words

endless, moonless night, I lost my baby and

……

the sound of dripping water. My side rested against cool marble. I groaned and stood up, only to realize I was in my bedroom’s humid

I stood.

my makeup artist said as she entered the

babydoll lingerie. My golden locks had been tamed into loose curls, and my nails had been polished into crimson claws. My

I’ve got a scent for you. Trust me, it’s an

setting the perfume on the counter.

trembled. All the evidence points to

Goddess, I thought, our monthly

so much attention to me, no matter how hard

am I dressed

stuck my head out the door.

I asked my makeup

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

day before Zoe’s return.

taken back to before my tragedy happened? How

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…

Goddess.

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

of relief. There was no pain, no blood, so maybe

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

much had not happened yet that did not need to happen now. I could take charge of my life, change everything that I had lost control over the past several

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