“Sweetheart, I am your father's only mate. I am your one and only mommy, so it’s simply impossible for you to have another mother. You might have just misunderstood,” I explained gently, my voice soft but firm, trying to ease the confusion in her eyes.
It was hard to fathom that Alpha Asher could betray me, but what Beatrice said pushed a relentless pursuit within me to unveil the truth behind my mate’s concealed secrets.
Even my inner wolf simmered with fury, and I allowed the days to drift by as usual.
One night, I jolted awake from a nightmare, a haunting vision of the Moon Goddess revealing that Alpha Asher was using me. I shook off the unsettling thoughts, reminding myself that it was just a dream.
Glancing around the room, I realized Alpha Asher was missing.
Compelled by an unshakeable instinct, I made my way to the study, where I found him lost in thought, gazing intently at a picture.
Though it was dimly lit and difficult to see from my angle, I instinctively knew it was the late Luna Amara who held his attention.
I edged closer and snatched the picture from his hands, my heart sinking as I confirmed it was Amara. “Alpha, can’t you let the late Luna rest in peace? For Pete's sake, she’s been gone for eight long years!”
In that instant, everything fell into place. It dawned on me that Alpha Asher was still caught in his enduring love for Amara, viewing Beatrice as if she were their child. But she wasn’t. I was the one who had given her life. I had to remind him that Beatrice was my daughter, not Amara's.
With anger bubbling inside me, I flung the photo at him, snatched my pillow, and stormed off to our daughter’s room.
As the days passed, I kept my distance from Alpha Asher, staying close to my daughter's room. Yet, it was a struggle to concentrate on my duties as Luna.
During my free time, I returned to the infirmary to speak with the healer about my daughter's health, something I hadn’t managed to do earlier. To my relief, Beatrice was in perfect health and eager to begin her training.
As I scanned the report laid out before me, an unsettling feeling crept in, suggesting something was amiss. My heart raced as I examined the details. With a gasp, I realized that Beatrice possessed Lunar blood, a rare trait that could not have originated from either Alpha Asher or me.