T.H.Jessica

I was never marked, yet I fought like hell to give birth to the heir of the Silver Moon Pack. One word from Jasmine was all it took for Alpha Zander to reject me and kick me out of the pack.
At my lowest, Alpha Wilmot of the Blackthorn Pack stepped in and claimed me as his Mate.
Five years flew by. Then, out of the blue, I overheard him talking to Beta Samuel.
“Digby’s five now. We can take the blood from his heart. Get the pack doc to do it tonight. That’ll save Jasmine.”
I was frozen with shock. The man I’d trusted with my life was planning to kill my kid.
Well, two can play at that game. He’s gonna feel the pain of having his heart ripped out.

The Comeback Luna

　　Wilmot stormed into the Packhouse parlor, where Jasmine was tearfully dramatic.


　　"Alpha Wilmot! What am I supposed to do? Everyone's saying I'm unfaithful to my mate!"


　　Wilmot froze, then deliberately pushed her away.


　　"Jasmine, don't worry. We've done nothing wrong."


　　"Just platonic sibling love," he added coldly.


　　Jasmine stiffened, wiping her tears. "Have you found Olivia? I know you're worried about her, but my illness—"


　　Wilmot cut her off sharply. "Your illness will be addressed another way. No more talk of that blood ritual."


　　Without another word, Wilmot left.


　　He didn't stop searching—not even after deploying every Blackthorn guard, including border patrols.


　　Unbeknownst to him, I'd returned to Bloodmoon with Digby.


　　After becoming Wilmot's mate, I intended to reveal I was Bloodmoon's Alpha.


　　I even considered merging our packs. But Wilmot always brushed me off with "pack business."


Chapter 9