Alpha's mistress killed our child, and he regrets it

The Alpha had been unable to sire an heir for years.

In his desperation, he summoned every shewolf rumored to carry strong fertility across the territories and brought them into the pack compound.

After I was chosen by him and marked,I became pregnant with the only Alpha heir this bloodline had seen in generations.

The Alpha was overjoyed.

He immediately named me the Luna, declaring that both I and the child in my womb were the pack’s most precious treasure.

When the pack healer examined me, his claws accidentally brushed my stomach.

That small mistake cost him and his entire bloodline their lives.

To protect the heir,the Alpha ordered that I be secluded deep inside the inner den, away from all others.

Eight months into my pregnancy,a newly arrived ranked shewolf, Lyra, began relying on the Alpha’s favor to act however she pleased.

Under the excuse of “restoring discipline,” she purged anyone she disliked.

And somehow,she labeled me — who had long been hidden inside the inner den — as a temptress who had seduced a pack guard.

“You’re just a discarded, forgotten shewolf hiding in this den —how dare you sleep with a guard and carry a bastard pup?”

“Today, I’ll teach you what real pack law looks like!”

On her orders, the female servants shaved all my hair, stripped me naked,and dragged me across the stone yard to the punishment grounds,where she commanded a group of criminal wolves to whip me and violate me.

She even took a blade and cut open my swollen belly herself.

Then, holding the bloodsoaked, lifeless pup,she walked into the Alpha’s chamber.

“Alpha,” she said coldly,“I have uncovered a shewolf who defiled the laws of the pack.This is the cursed whelp she carried.I leave her punishment in your hands.”

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Eight months into my pregnancy, my body had grown unbearably heavy.

Every breath felt like it carried a weight it couldn’t release,and exhaustion clung to my bones like winter frost.

I had just lain down to rest when a loud commotion erupted outside the den.

“Outrageous!A ranked shewolf of the inner territory dares to sleep with a pack guard — and even carry his bastard pup?She must have a death wish!”

“Everyone knows it’s Lady Lyra here who truly holds authority over the pack now!

For that filthy mutt to pull such a disgusting stunt right under your watch — is that not a direct insult to your power?”

“Exactly!Such audacity cannot go unpunished.Lady Lyra must make an example of her — or the whole territory will lose all discipline!”

The inner den had always been silent.

A place the Alpha once said was“where no harm could ever find me.”

Now the noise pierced through the stone walls,gnawing at my skull.

A dull ache throbbed behind my temples.

I forced myself upright and looked at my attendant, Willow.

“What’s happening outside?” I asked.

“Why all this chaos?”

She knelt, her voice trembling.

“Luna… word spread that a shewolf in the pack slept with a guard and is now with child.

Lady Lyra has gathered the ranked females and servants…

They say she’s going to punish the one who defiled the bloodline.”

My brows knit faintly.

There were hundreds of shewolves in the territory.

Every single one of them dreamed of standing at the Alpha’s side.

Scheming, betrayal, silent wars —they had always existed.

But I had never involved myself.

Since the day he marked me,since the day his hand rested on my stomach and he whispered,

“This pup… will be our future.”

…I had devoted everything to guarding this child.

Yet now…

Sleeping with a guard and becoming pregnant —such filth, such an insult to the bloodline,would drag the entire pack into disgrace if it spread.

I could not ignore it.

Not when I carried the only heir.

Not when he had once told me —

“Until this child is born, nothing matters more.”

I rose quickly,led Willow toward the den entrance.

But the moment I opened the door—Lyra and the others crashed straight into my sight.

Her eyes lit up the second she saw me.

Before I could even speak,her palm flew.

The sharp crack of skin against skin echoed through the stone corridor.

My cheek burned.

I tasted iron.

“You filthy mutt banished to the inner den,how dare you sleep with a pack guard and carry a bastard whelp?!”

My fingers slowly curled against my swollen stomach.

This was the belly he once knelt before,pressing his forehead to my skin, murmuring my name like a prayer.

The same belly he protected with soldiers,with blood,with an entire bloodline’s wrath.

Yet now—“Today,” she stepped closer, her lips curving with cruel triumph,“I’ll make sure you remember what pack law truly means.”

The sudden slap hit me so hard my mind went completely blank.

Willow’s eyes widened in shock,frozen where she stood, unable to believe they actually dared to lay hands on me.

“As one of Alpha's mother wolves,you dare sneak around behind the Alpha with a guard and even carry your bastard pup?”

“How desperate do you have to be for heat?”

“Just look at you,” another snarled, her lip curling.

“You’re filthy to the core.A born lowblood.”

“Wolves like you belong in the border dens,spread for any rogue that passes —not here, poisoning the Alpha’s territory!”

Their words sliced into me like cold steel.

Only then did I finally understand.

The shameless shewolf they were talking about—was me.

My expression went ice cold.

“Watch your mouth,” I said, my voice low and trembling.

“I am the Alpha’s—”

Before I could finish,Before I could even say the name "Luna"Lyra’s hand came down again.

Another brutal slap.

“You worthless mutt,” she snapped, her eyes burning.

“In front of me, you think YOU get to claim rank?”

“Are you trying to die?”

The force knocked me backward,hot pain bursting across my cheek.

For a second the world tilted.

Thankfully, Willow reacted fast, catching me before I fell.

“Have you lost your minds?!How dare you—”

She stepped forward, trying to shield me.

But before she could finish, Lyra seized her by the hair.

“Since when do servants get to open their filthy mouths when ranked shewolves are speaking?”

She yanked Willow’s head back painfully and turned to the others beside her.

“Teach this stupid bitch her place.Show her what pack discipline means.”

The females moved without hesitation.

Claws, fists, boots.

They fell on Willow.Over and over.

In just moments,her body collapsed against the stone floor,blood staining the cracks,her breathing shallow, her eyes unfocused.

My heart twisted.

I had spent months in seclusion for my pregnancy,but even I had heard of Lyra.

A newranked female.

Her brother was a dominant warleader from the northern territories.

A vicious wolf known for crushing rivals.

With her looks, her bloodline,and the Alpha’s temporary attention…she had risen fast.

Too fast.

After securing her position,she even pulled in several shewolves from noble bloodlines,forming her own inner circle.

They followed her like loyal dogs.

Together, they controlled territory resources,issued rules in the name of “pack order,”and eliminated anyone who didn’t kneel.

Rumors spread.

Shewolves who once caught the Alpha’s eye were framed, exiled, or thrown into the lower dens.

Some lived trembling lives.Some ended their own.

And as for those without favor?They never even dared meet her gaze.

Back then, I had assumed the stories were exaggerated.No one could really be that arrogant.

Not inside the Alpha’s domain.Not while his heir still lived.

But now, seeing them here…

I realized reality was worse than any rumor.

My gaze sharpened, claws digging into my palms.

“You’ve overstepped yourselves,” I said quietly.

“Even for pack law.”

Lyra crossed her arms, utterly unbothered,a lazy smile curling her lips.

“The entire inner territory answers to me now,” she said.“You think disciplining a shewolf who broke pack codes is something worth fearing?”

The others laughed.

“Exactly!

These days, every female wolf in this territory has to bow to Lady Lyra.”

“And you?” one sneered.

“A forgotten, sealedaway mutt hiding in the inner den?You think you’re still anything?”

Another stepped closer, eyes filled with malice.

“Lady Lyra, we’ve purged so many troublemakers already.And this one almost slipped through our hands.”

“She’s worse than all the others.We absolutely can’t let her off easy.”

“Just looking at her makes my claws itch,” another hissed.

Their voices surrounded me.

Sharp.Poisoned.Hungry.

Like wolves circling a wounded deer.

I straightened slowly,pain spreading down my spine.

“This is your last warning,” I said, my voice steady despite the tremor.

“You’d better find out who I truly am before you go any further.”

Lyra burst out laughing.

“A hidden whore locked in the inner den,” she mocked.“What’s there to investigate?”

“My rank is recognized by the Alpha,” she continued coldly.

“My bloodline commands armies.”

“You think you can outrank ME?”

Her gaze drifted over the corridor,a faint, almost excited glint in her eyes.

“Honestly…” she said slowly.“This den has been far too quiet lately.”

“I’m in the mood to see some blood.

The others instantly understood.Their eyes lit up.They lunged.

Hands.Claws.Boots.All of it crashed into me.

I fell hard against the cold stone floor.Pain exploded through my body.Instinct took over.

I curled around my stomach,my arms locking around my swollen belly.

The place where his hands had once rested every night,whispering promises to the life growing inside me.

The place where he swore:“This pup will be Alpha after me.No matter what happens, I will protect you both.”

A memory.A lie.

Tears stung my eyes,but my voice still tore through the hall—“STOP!” I cried out, breath shaking.

“I am the LUNA!”