After pregnant Elena gets accused of infidelity and gets rejected by Alpha Darius, she rejects and disappears from the Pack. 

Years later, Alpha Darius is invited to a party by the most feared Alpha, Alpha Killian.

He sights Elena from afar, so different and more beautiful. Beside her is a young boy, agile, handsome and a photocopy of him. 

He walks up to Elena. "Long time no see, Elena."

"Good day Darius. It's good to see you after so many years," she says with a smile.

Alpha Darius looks at the boy beside her and smirks. "Is he my son?"

Elena smiles and points to a very tall handsome man. "That's his father over there. He has organized this party because he wants to introduce our son to everyone as the Pack's heir." 

Follow the journey of Elena, a kind-hearted Luna initially chosen by Alpha Darius, who faces rejection and false accusations of infidelity. As she disappears from her pack and rises as Luna of the Silver Howl Pack, she transforms from a timid soul into a resilient force.
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"So, Elena," Sarah drawled, her voice dripping with venom. "Ready to cooperate yet? Ready to accept my son is the heir not yours?"

I squared my shoulders, refusing to show any sign of weakness. "I and my son don't need a position in this Pack, Sarah. Justin doesn't want to be the heir of this Pack but it turns out everyone wants him to be the heir because he doesn't have an evil blood running through him," I declared defiantly. "And you'll never lay a hand on my son."

Sarah's lips curled into a cruel smirk. "Oh, Elena, you're so naïve. And yes, what if my son has an evil blood, he'll never be unlucky as your son was and is," she taunted. "Do you really think you have any say in this? Your son is in my custody now, and you may never see him again."

My heart sank at her words, but I refused to let despair consume me. "You'll regret this, Sarah," I warned, my voice trembling with rage. "If you lay a finger on my son, I'll make sure you pay for it. I'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth if I have to."

Sarah's laughter filled the room, a chilling sound that sent shivers down my spine. "You think you can threaten me, Elena? I'm so so scared. Please don't hurt my son, Elena," she sneered. "You're nothing but a pawn in my game. And soon, you'll be nothing at all, just like your son."

But I refused to back down, my determination unyielding. "Mark my words, Sarah," I spat, meeting her gaze with resolve. "You may think you hold all the cards now, but justice will catch up to you eventually. And when it does, you'll regret every moment you spent tormenting my son and me. I just warn you now, play stupid games with me but not with my son. Don't forget you have a son too. An eye for an eye."

With that, Sarah's smirk faltered, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. For a fleeting moment, I glimpsed a hint of fear in her eyes – a crack in her façade of invincibility.

But just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone, replaced by a cold, steely resolve. "We'll see about that, Elena," she hissed, before slamming the door shut behind her, leaving me once again in the suffocating darkness of my captivity.

As the minutes turned into hours, I clung to the flicker of hope burning within me, praying for the day when justice would prevail and my son would be safe in my arms once more.

A man came into the room with a chain. 

"Hello missy, I have just got an order to torture you and also rape you," the man said heartlessly as he gave me a cold stare. 

"If I was you, I wouldn't do it. Only stupid people would," I sneered. 

"Trust me I'm the most stupid," and with that, he flung the chain and it collided with my arm. 

I screamed in pain. 

He began to unzip his trouser. "You look so beautiful. Can't wait to taste you."

I wouldn't let him do this to me. No. Never.   

Just as the man advanced towards me, his intentions clear and my fear reaching a crescendo, the door suddenly burst open with a resounding crash.

The day progressed, Killian's strength slowly returned. He sat up in bed, supported by pillows, regaling us with his version of the events that had transpired during his unconsciousness, a mixture of dreams and hazy recollections.


"Thank you," he said, his gaze meeting mine. "For staying by my side."


I squeezed his hand gently, unable to find the words to express the relief coursing through me. "Always, Killian. We're a team, remember?"


Justin, who had been quietly playing with a toy nearby, suddenly piped up. "Papa, you're the bravest!"


Killian ruffled Justin's hair affectionately. "No, buddy, you're the brave one. You took care of Mom and Grandma when I couldn't."


Grandma Laura chimed in, "We all took care of each other, just like a family should."


We gathered around Killian, sharing stories and laughter, reveling in the simple joy of being together. The bond that held us together, forged through trials and triumphs, seemed stronger than ever.


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