When My Alpha Buried Our Third Daughter

When the third pup I bore for the Alpha was taken from me again, I finally broke.

He held me tightly, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.

"Elaine, we won't try anymore. I’d rather have no heir than see you endure this pain again."

But the former Lycan Queen, Valentina Patterson, decreed that he must either reject me and take another mate or adopt a male pup from the noble bloodlines as his heir.

Reluctantly, he complied, and within days, he returned to the packhouse with a five-year-old boy.

With him came the boy’s mother, Giuliana Arnold.

That night, I dreamed of my daughter’s cries. Overwhelmed by grief, I rose and went to the pack’s sacred hall, hoping to pray for my pups’ safety—that they might still be alive somewhere.

But as I approached the hall, I heard Giuliana’s sultry whispers.

“Alpha, our son is already here. Let me give you a daughter too, so you’ll have both.”

“Stop it, Giuliana. Seeing a daughter would only remind Elaine of her loss. I can’t bear to see her suffer.”

“But you’ve already buried those three girls near the Moonlight Sanctuary. Isn’t that enough for her? What more does she want?”

I staggered out of the packhouse and found myself at the Moonlight Sanctuary’s edge, where I saw three small graves.

The tombstones bore the same name: *Luna Moon*.

It was the name we had chosen for our daughter together.

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I clung to the cold gravestone, my sobs echoing through the night.

Grief and fury surged through me like a tidal wave.

The Moonlight Sanctuary was the most revered place in our territory, even the former Lycan Queen would come here to pray.

If Seth had truly buried our daughters here, it might have been a gesture of care—but this place wasn’t even part of the sanctuary!

I couldn’t understand how the bond we’d shared since childhood had twisted into this cruelty.

Not only had he allowed our pups to die, but he’d also left them alone in this desolate place.

I hated him with every fiber of my being.

After my tears ran dry, I numbly stood up, unsure how I made it back to the packhouse.

By the time I reached my room, dawn had already broken.

At this hour, Seth would usually bring me a cup of medicinal tea, insisting I drink it to heal.

Since the birth of our first pup, my health had declined, but I hated the bitterness of the herbs. So, for three years, he’d personally fed me every morning.

But today, he was nowhere to be seen.

A pack servant, Lily, brought the tea to my room.

“Luna, please drink,” she said softly.

I didn’t take the cup, only asking in a hollow voice, “Where is the Alpha?”

When she didn’t answer, I looked up and saw her eyes brimming with tears.

“Tell me. I can take it.”

“Luna, what’s Giuliana’s status? Why did the Alpha spend the night in her quarters?”

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