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I was born as the true mate ordained by the Moon Goddess with the power to heal Alphas through mating.
To cure the severe leg injuries of Damian, the Alpha of the Moonlight Wolf Pack, I mated with him every night.
When Damian learned I possessed the rare blessing of the Moon Goddess, he treated the stone statue of the "Moon Soul Wolf" - the physical manifestation of my soul - as a priceless treasure.
He not only built a hundred-acre Moon Goddess Garden for it, but also invited ancient wolf sages to guard it day and night.
Three years later, simply because his childhood sweetheart Lilith had a nightmare one night.
He ordered the Moon Soul Wolf statue to be smashed, attempting to "purify" the pack and dispel the so-called "curse" for Lilith.
I desperately protected the statue, kneeling at his feet with tears blurring my vision.
"Damian, the Moon Soul Wolf is the physical projection of my soul! If destroyed, my wolf spirit will dissipate with it!"
I begged, "Your wounds aren’t fully healed yet. If I die, the Moon Goddess will withdraw her protection from you too!"
But he remained coldly indifferent, his lips curling into a mocking smile as he waved his hand to completely shatter the statue, its fragments scattered before me."You used this lie of the Moon Goddess' companion to bind me for three whole years. Not exposing you was already my greatest mercy!"
"It's just a worthless rock. If it can bring Lilith peace, then it's worth it. At worst, I'll find you a new moonstone to carve!"
That night, my entire body felt as if it had been pierced by thousands of arrows. My wolf spirit was gradually disintegrating.
I dragged my broken body, crawling all night to reach the treehouse of Elara, the oldest and wisest in the wolf pack.
When I stood before her, my eyes were already a mix of blood and tears.
"A hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Moonshade Pack swore allegiance to the Moon Goddess, and She in turn blessed you with a century of peace."
"Now that the Moon Spirit Wolf has been destroyed, and my soul will soon dissipate, I fear I no longer have the strength to protect you, your leader!"

The Alpha's Fatal Choice

Damian's injuries were declared incurable three years ago.


Now that he's paralyzed again, there's no one who can save him.


After consulting several powerful werewolf physicians, he completely gave up hope for treatment.


He no longer handles pack affairs, spending each day just sitting in his wheelchair, staring blankly at the Moon Goddess Garden where we once lived together.


This is the sacred place he built with his own hands for the Moon Soul Wolf, and where we most often kept each other company.


In the past, I would often nestle in his arms, recounting the legends of the Moon Goddess under the moonlight.


Now the garden is empty, with no trace of my existence to be found.


He wheels himself slowly, gently caressing every moonflower and moonstone I once touched.


But those are just cold objects, without a hint of my lingering scent.


Until he reaches the clearing in the center of the garden.


Chapter 8