Kyra’s POV
Was it a blessing to marry your best friend?
I was not sure what Nathan thought. But for , becoming his chosen mate was a dream co true. And now—what was even more miraculous—we were going to have our first pup.
"Congratulations, Luna Kyra," the pack doctor told cheerfully as she saw the shock in my eyes. "We are about to welco the first Alpha heir to our pack."
I subconsciously touched my belly, still unable to believe a pup was growing there. Had I heard it right? I was pregnant? I was pregnant with Nathan’s pup! After three years as his Luna, I was finally carrying the pup who would be my mate’s heir, the future of the Nightfall Pack.
"Sylvia," I whispered to my wolf, "we’re going to be mothers."
My wolf stirred within , her presence warm and protective.
On the way out of the hospital, I couldn’t wait to tell Nathan about our pup. I wondered what his reaction would be. Would he howl with happiness? Would he kiss and everything? Goddess, I could barely contain myself.
I cupped my red face as I fantasized. But the mont I felt the cold from the simple ring on my finger, my wildly beating heart cald down. I almost forgot that Nathan wasn’t the type to be keen on having pups, especially since our marriage was arranged by our families.
Our families had been friends for a long ti. So our marriage also strengthened the alliance between the Nightfall Pack and the Raven Shadow Pack.
Nathan was a complete gentleman, both as a friend and a mate. Every ti we had sex, he was considerate but cautious—careful not to claim with his mark. No claiming bite, no permanent tie.
He said there was no need to add shackles when we weren’t ready.
This pup, in a way, was out of the plan.
My mind beca restless as I sat in my car. Would this be good news for him?
"You’re spiraling," Sylvia murmured in my mind. "Stop overthinking. He’s your mate. He’ll be happy."
"Luna Kyra, is everything okay? Should I send a mind-link to Alpha Nathan?" My private driver, Luke—a loyal warrior from my father’s pack—asked. Luke was reliable, like family, but if I chose to share, I still wanted Nathan to be the first to know this news.
"No," I shook my head, giving Luke a reassuring smile. "He’s on the flight. I’ll talk to him myself later." That way, I could sense his answer directly from his raw expression. I was always good at that.
I closed my eyes, recalling the day I t Nathan.
After my father remarried, I never got along with my stepbrother Kieran Carver. Unlike his gentle and beautiful mother, he looked fierce and brutal. His arms were covered in tattoos, and the scars on his forearms showed he’d been in serious fights. Most importantly, he always acted like he hated —glaring when I laughed, scoffing at my hobbies. But sotis I’d catch him staring when he thought I wasn’t looking. Weird. To escape that house, I transferred to a new high school.
On my first day at the new school, I saw Nathan in the hallway between classes. His bright smile in the sunlight was dazzling. Long before we beca best friends, I fell in love with him at first sight. But it was an unrequited love—I knew it well.
In high school, I was only a boring nerd in everyone’s eyes, while Nathan Anderson was the shining quarterback. Everyone was surprised that we could be friends. Though I faced hostility, I enjoyed being around him. I slowly realized I didn’t want to be just his friend.
However, right when I was about to confess my feelings, he t his fated mate.
I shook my head, trying to get rid of those sad old mories. I gripped the wedding ring on my finger, reminding myself the past was past. Nathan said they were over and I was his wife now.
I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and opened the door to our house. My heart cald down as I breathed in the scent of ho. I must have been overthinking. That woman had been out of our lives for a long ti, and my marriage with Nathan was as beautiful as a fairy tale.
I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Nathan should have gotten off the plane. He had been traveling for over a month for the sake of the pack’s business.
Nathan was the president of ADE, and I was actually the vice president of the company. The Nightfall Pack operated ADE—a top-tier fashion magazine company to the human world. Our secret operations team handled pack business behind the scenes, while our fashion resources provided the perfect cover. So of our top models and designers were actually werewolves, blending seamlessly into human society. Of course, compared to humans, we still had many unique abilities.
"Nathan, about what ti will you be ho? I have so news to share with you." I sent him a mind-link, but he didn’t reply. I really missed Nathan after being apart for a month.
I dialed his number imdiately. I really wanted to hear his voice now, to know when he would arrive ho. I would prepare a good al for him and he would reward with a sweet kiss. Then we might have passionate sex, like what he gave the night before his business trip. Oops, I almost forgot I was pregnant now. I needed to tell him first and then we could do sothing else instead.
I was happily envisioning our lovely reunion when my heart dropped as a woman’s voice ca over the line.
[Hello?]
My phone fell to the floor and my body started shaking uncontrollably. No! It couldn’t be her! It couldn’t be Sophia! She was already out of our lives! I must have misheard.
All the bad high school mories ca rushing back.
Nathan had shifted when he was eighteen. His wolf, Alaric, knew right away that Sophia Gilbert was his fated mate. Sophia Gilbert was a typical blonde beauty that n would go crazy for. She was the popular cheerleader in high school while Nathan was the star quarterback. Better match than he and a nerd like , right?
I didn’t know why Sophia hated so much. Maybe because I was always near Nathan.
"Oh look, it’s Nathan’s charity case," she would say whenever I walked by, her friends laughing behind her. One ti, she locked in a bathroom stall while her friends poured ice water over the door. I stood there, shivering in my soaked clothes as they giggled. Another ti, she "accidentally" slapped so hard it left a red mark. "Oops," she said with a fake smile, "I forgot nerds bruise easily."
The worst was when they cornered in the hallway after gym class.
"You really think he actually likes you? You don’t even have your own wolf." Sophia popped her gum, stepping so close I could sll her scent. "He only talks to you because his grandma made him."
One of her friends grabbed my glasses. "How many fingers am I holding up, blind bat?"
I tried to take them back, but Sophia grabbed my wrist, her nails digging into my skin. "Stay away from him," she hissed. "Or next ti, it won’t just be your glasses that get broken."
They left there, my vision blurry as I picked up my cracked glasses from the floor.
When I told Nathan what Sophia did and said, he just laughed.
"You don’t have your wolf yet because it’s not ti. When you turn eighteen, your wolf will co. I’ll be there to help you through your first shift," he said, ruffling my hair like I was so dumb puppy. "Sophia’s just ssing with you, don’t take it seriously."
But I did.
Because every ti Sophia sat with him at lunch, she "accidentally" spilled her drink on my books. Every ti I walked past, she whispered, "He’s mine." And whenever Nathan wasn’t looking, she gave that cruel smile—as if she enjoyed hurting where he couldn’t see.
My pride couldn’t stand being bullied this way, while my best friend fell in love with such a bitch. So I once tried to stay away from them in silence, but Nathan refused to leave my life. Every ti I drowned myself in books and studies to forget them, Nathan would appear at my doorway, asking out. I couldn’t say no to his charming smile; I couldn’t say no when he claid it was his duty as my best friend to take to experience the real world.
To avoid ruining our friendship, I could only hide my broken heart, silently playing the role of his best friend by his side and watching his happy face for Sophia. I finally gathered the courage to study abroad as I learned Nathan was planning to propose to Sophia. However, I never expected Nathan’s grandma would call to beg back.
I returned in a hurry only to see a lifeless Nathan. His wolf, Alaric, had gone eerily silent. Nathan’s heart was badly hurt by Sophia—she rejected her fated mate. My beloved sunshine boy was nowhere to be seen, and my heart was bleeding. I hated Sophia Gilbert, that damn bitch!
Nathan didn’t tell anyone what had happened except that he was done with Sophia. Grandma begged to bond with him to stabilize the pack. I didn’t understand why he agreed until the day I heard him say, "It doesn’t matter who I take as Luna now." To him, marrying anyone but Sophia was all the sa.
It was so fucking painful, but I still walked into this marriage without a second thought. My cherished boy was broken, and I wanted to fix him, not caring if I ruined myself in the process.
I fell asleep at ho feeling so insecure and worried. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt soone caressing my cheek.
Slowly, I opened my eyes and realized I had fallen asleep in the living area.
Soone lifted from the couch. His minty scent enveloped , but beneath it—sothing cherry.
I looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes.
"Nathan..."
"Hmm," he humd as he walked toward the stairs. "Why did you sleep on the couch?"
I stared at his face as he gently laid down on the bed. He caressed my hair and kissed my forehead. My wolf, Sylvia, purred with satisfaction.
We’d been apart for over a month, my body missed him, and my heart longed for him.
"Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you," I said as I caressed his cheek.
"Just t a friend. You said you were waiting for —is it sothing urgent?"
Looking at his gentle face, suddenly I didn’t want to ruin the mont, so I closed my parted lips and swallowed the truth back down.
I shook my head and pouted, telling him that I was sleepy. He chuckled and carefully carried to the bed. The mont he was about to leave after giving a goodnight kiss, I panicked for so reason. I quickly grabbed him and kissed him with all my passion, trying to undress him, wanting him to touch more and deeper. I missed him. I wanted him. I felt the only way I could feel at ease was to let him have again—to make sure he was still mine.
"Wait, Kyra," he said, pinning my hands gently on the bed to stop . "I thought you said you were sleepy and needed to rest."
"But I think I miss you more now." I looked at him with innocence, and I could catch desire flashing in his eyes, but I didn’t know why it faded so quickly. He used to be happy when I beca the initiator.
He didn’t laugh. He sighed deeply and gently tucked my hair behind my ears before he held my hand and stared into my eyes. "I have sothing to tell you."
I felt my heart race. I thought about the pup in my womb. He’s got sothing to tell . I have sothing to tell him too.
"W-What is it?" I asked, my voice trembling.
He took a deep breath. "You know you’re important to , right?"
I slowly nodded. I couldn’t answer. I was scared of what he was about to say. I had a bad feeling about this.
"You were my best friend before we got married. You’re one of the few people I treasure..."
I didn’t know why he was telling all this, but I felt tears already pooling at the corner of my eyes.
"Kyra..." he paused and squeezed his eyes shut before he looked at again. "I—I think it’s ti for us to end our marriage. Can you reject ?"
"N-Nathan..." I felt my heart clench.
He smiled. "I know you don’t have feelings for either. You just married because of my grandparents. You only did this because you love them. Now it’s ti for our real happiness, Kyra."
I shook my head. "W-What are you talking about, Nathan?"
"Sophia is back, Kyra. My fated mate is back."
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