I locked eyes with him, my heart weighed down by a betrayal so deep it felt like a knife in my chest. "And if I refuse?" I asked, my voice shaking as I fought to keep my emotions in check.
His silence is enough.
“Don’t forget, your mother still needs the medication from my company. I told you there’s only one surgery that can cure her heart disease, and it’s scheduled for next week.” Scott’s voice was a low growl, a warning that sent a shiver down my spine.
He wasn’t the alpha I fell in love with. The wolf within him had surfaced, willing to do anything to protect what he claimed as his—Winona, the woman who had come between us.
“Are you saying you would abandon my mother for her?” I asked, my voice trembling in disbelief. My mother had embraced Scott as if he were her own, bringing him into our pack when he had no one. She believed he had the potential to be a powerful alpha, and a devoted mate. Scott was the ideal partner — an alpha capable of leading and protecting.
Scott had respected my mother deeply, not only because she had saved his life once, but because she had shown him warmthness when others had turned their backs. Scott always reminded her of his promise, that he would cure her, that she would live long enough to see her grandchildren running through the forest, ready to lead their packs. Now, he was threatening to cut her off, to let her die—all because of Winona.
He pulled out his phone, his eyes dark with intent. “That’s right. So, are you going to apologize or not?”
His words cut like a silver blade. I had already lost hope in Scott, but this—this was a betrayal so deep it left me breathless. Tears spilled down my cheeks, and my wolf, trapped inside me due to my father’s refusal to let me transform, howled in agony. She was a prisoner in her own body, just like me.
For a moment, Scott’s expression softened as he saw my tears. Was it possible that his wolf could feel its mate’s suffering? I can't even hear my own wolf. But before he could say anything, Winona, standing smugly beside him, cut in.
“Why are you faking your tears? I don't understand this manipulation,” she said, her voice icy. “I didn’t dig up your pack’s grave!”
With a dismissive wave, she ordered the wolfguards behind me, “Continue your work. Let my baby rest in peace already.”