Tonight was a very special night; it wasn't just a typical Valentine's Day but also my wedding anniversary with Alpha Griffin.

I was so excited that I prepared everything myself. I chose the best location near the hills, where we could see the beautiful scenery of Northwood, especially the bright full moon. I made sure everything was perfect and romantic.

However, my excitement vanished when I received a text from Alpha Griffin: "[I can't go to our date tonight. There's an emergency. I'm very sorry, Pumpkin.]"

After reading it, I looked around the place I'd decorated for six hours. Tears welled up in my eyes; all my efforts seemed wasted, and he'd dismissed me so quickly—not just once, but many times.

Then, another notification popped up. I opened it and was flabbergasted to see a photo of Alpha Griffin kissing my best friend, Beta Iris.

"Emergency, huh?" I mumbled, my hand gripping my phone tightly.

It was ironic that he'd gone to my best friend's birthday party instead of our wedding anniversary. Even more shocking, my in-laws were there in the picture; it seemed they knew about his infidelity but kept it from me.

The person who sent me the picture was Doctor Quincy Wilson, a trusted friend and a known werewolf healer in town who knows about my health condition.

The truth is, I only have four months to live because of blood cancer. That's why I was trying my best to give him all my love while I had a little time left. If he only knew how hard I fought each day just to survive, just to be with him.

Yet, he never checked on me or asked if I was okay and I had no idea he was cheating on me the whole time.

I'd wanted to tell him about my illness, but he was so busy with work and often ignored me, even while answering his calls. I couldn't understand why I was never his priority, why he treated me like a stranger.

It was my fault for forcing myself on him, but I couldn't accept why he cheated with my best friend, Iris. I knew Alpha Griffin was forced to marry me to show his gratitude after they were saved by my father from a wolf attack and that only our pack helped them recover.

Suddenly, I heard thunder, then rain poured down on me. I felt my world spinning, and a warm liquid dripped from my nose. I touched it; my eyes widened to see blood. A lot of blood.

"Not now... please," I whispered, my body trembling. I dropped my phone and couldn't call for help.

In a snap, I lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar white ceiling, and I knew I was in the hospital.

"Sienna? Are you okay?" I heard a man's voice. My heart hoped it was Alpha Griffin, but I turned to see Quincy, his face etched with worry.

"Y-yeah. I'm okay, Doc," I answered, trying to get up, but he stopped me.

"Just lay down; you need more rest, Sienna. Your condition is very bad, and there's no progress with your treatment," he said, disappointed.

Hearing it made me lose hope. Death was inevitable, and I should accept my fate.

"So I'm dying soon?" I asked flatly.

Quincy hesitated, taking a deep breath while looking at the monitor. "You're not dying, Sienna. I'll do everything to save you." His tone was serious.

Staring at Quincy, I knew he was a good friend, but sometimes I wished he were the man I loved. He's very different from Griffin, who only acted like a caring husband at family gatherings. When we were alone, I was invisible to him.

"I want to die now, Quincy," I said, looking away, fighting back tears. I thought it would be better if I no longer existed, so this suffering would end.

"What? Are you kidding, Sienna? After the treatments you've gone through, and now you're giving up because of that moron?" Quincy approached me, staring into my eyes.

"I have no will to live anymore, Quincy. I'm tired of fighting for my life while he's cheating with my best friend," I sobbed.

Quincy shook his head and held my face. "No, Sienna. You must fight for your life. And there's still a reason to live. I have something that can save you, but it has drastic consequences."

He went to his briefcase and took something out. He showed me a vial filled with a purple liquid.

"What is that?" I asked curiously.

"Sienna, this is a serum that could prolong a werewolf's life when hit by a bullet or any kind of disease," he explained. I realized it's the thing that could change my life forever.

"And what are the drastic consequences?"

Quincy took a step and smiled. "You will have a new identity, and it means Sienna Clark will no longer exist."

I was amused. "Really? Does that mean my old self will vanishand I will become someone else entirely?"

He nodded. "Yes, but your memory remains, you will just have a new face and body—a stronger, better version. I'm giving you a choice, Sienna. While you still have time, think about it."

My heart thudded as I stared at the wedding ring on my finger. Should I fight for my love for Alpha Griffin or take revenge for his betrayal as I'm dying?

Three days later, I went home after some therapy at the hospital, and what Quincy had told me the other day was bothering me. I was scared to lose my own identity, and my love for Griffin was still strong, I wanted to give him another chance to explain himself.

When I stepped inside the Emerald mansion, I could hear people chattering. I hid in the hallway to eavesdrop on their conversation in the dining room.

"Did anyone see Sienna?" I heard Griffin ask.

"Brother, you should be relieved she's not around so you can spend more time with Iris," Frizza, my sister-in-law, muttered.

"When are you planning to sever your bond with that naive Omega, Griffin?" My eyes widened at my mother-in-law, Georgina's, words.

Did she mean divorce? I remained where I was, waiting for Griffin's answer.

"Mom, I know what I'm doing. Just let me make my own decisions. You can't dictate my actions," Alpha Griffin grumbled.

"Why are you prolonging your relationship with her and giving her false hope when you already proposed to Iris on Valentine's Day?"

Another revelation struck me, weakening my knees. I leaned against the wall for support.

It was so painful to learn he'd proposed to Beta Iris while I was in the hospital battling cancer.

"I'll find a way, but not now, Mom. I have to end things peacefully. I just feel guilty about leaving her after her father died saving us," Griffin said sadly.

Tears streamed down my face as I remembered my father, who died in the attack saving the Emerald pack. And now they would discard me after everything he'd done?

Quincy was right; I had to take revenge, not just for myself but for my father. They had taken advantage of his death. I had no choice but to accept that my existence meant nothing to them.

My only recourse was to create a new identity to exact my revenge.

"Make it faster, Griffin. Make sure all their wealth is under our pack's name," Georgina sneered.

It's sickening to think they were only with me for my father's wealth, and they thought I was stupid. But I won't let them manipulate me. If they wanted games, I'd play along and make sure I win.

Upstairs, I was surprised to see Iris descending the stairs. She was also startled to see me.

"H-hey, Sienna, you're here?" she stammered, smiling nervously. I stared at her and no longer recognized her as my best friend but as a homewrecker.

"I should be the one asking why you're here, Iris," I said coldly. The guilt was visible in her eyes.

As she descended the stairs, my eyes fell upon the glittering ring adorning her finger – a crescent moon, shimmering with a cold, cruel light. A stark, undeniable symbol of Griffin's betrayal.

He'd been so meticulously prepared to replace me. How utterly, sickeningly cute.

Iris was about to speak when I heard Alpha Griffin's voice. "Sienna?"

I turned and saw Griffin approaching. Unexpectedly, he pulled me into a hug.

"I've been looking for you," he whispered. Those words used to melt my heart, but now it felt nothing.

When he released me, I stared blankly, sensing his nervousness.

"Why do you look so tense? Did something happen?" I asked meticulously, my gaze shifting between him and Iris.

"Oh, Pumpkin. I forgot to tell you Iris came looking for you the other day, and she stayed waiting for you to come back," I was amused by his lies and their pretense of innocence.

I smirked at my mate. "Really? Then why didn't you call me?"

Alpha Griffin attempted a nonchalant facade, but I knew the truth. While I battled for my life, he and Iris had been entwined, their clandestine affair a venomous serpent coiled in the heart of our home.

The image of them, tangled together in forbidden intimacy, burned in my mind.

"I was busy in my study reading some documents and—"

I cut him off. "You don't have to explain, Griffin. I know you're always busy." I turned and went upstairs, but I heard Griffin's heavy footsteps behind me.

"Sienna, can we talk for a moment?" Alpha Griffin asked, taking my arm.

"Sure, about what?" I pretended to be unaware, though I expected he'd bring up the divorce.

In the bedroom, I sat on the edge of the bed, and he stood opposite me, hands in his pockets.

"Umm, I-I just want to apologize for not being there on our wedding anniversary. I feel bad because I know you waited for me," Griffin said, looking down. I saw no sincerity in his eyes; only guilt at being caught.

"Why would you feel sorry? You said there was an emergency, right?" I said sarcastically, raising an eyebrow.

He'd made two mistakes already, and I'd caught him in his lies.

"Y-yeah, there was an emergency," Alpha Griffin's face flushed.

"What kind of emergency?" I pressed.

Griffin scratched his neck. "Umm, I-I went to Iris's birthday party because she needed help—"

Before he could finish, I flashed him a picture of him kissing Iris at the party.

Griffin was taken aback, and I glared at him furiously.

"W-what the hell is that?" He feigned ignorance.

"How could you betray me like this, Griffin?" I spat.

This was the first time I had spoken up; I was used to shutting my mouth whenever I saw something that made me jealous.

"Sienna, listen. I-I was drunk that night, and I had no idea we kissed," Alpha Griffin reasoned.

"No idea? I'm not blind, Griffin. Just looking at the picture, I know you initiated the kiss. Your hands were wrapped around her waist, and you tell me you're just drunk?" I dictated, my fist clenching in anger.

Griffin took a step forward, but I motioned him to stop. I didn't want him to get any closer to me, not anymore.

"Sienna, it's just a kiss, there's nothing to it. You're judging me because of that picture? Come on, you don't have to overthink; everyone was having fun." He shrugged it off, trying to gaslight me with his stupid lies.

I shook my head in annoyance and walked near the windowpane to breathe some air. I was losing my patience, and I should have been the one to take the first move to end everything between us, but why was I being a coward?

"Sienna…" I felt Griffin hug me from behind; his arms wrapped around my belly, and his head sank into my neck.

"I'm sorry, Pumpkin," he apologized again, but it wouldn't ease the pain I was feeling.

"It's okay, Griffin. Maybe I'm just overreacting," I mumbled, pretending I was still the naive girl they thought I was.

"You're no longer mad, Sienna?" he asked softly.

I slowly nodded and forced a bitter smile. "I'm not mad, Griffin."

For minutes, I let him hug me; this would be the last time he would feel my skin.

"You're so cold, Sienna. Are you okay?" Griffin asked, looking at me intently. Maybe he noticed I looked like a corpse.

"Yeah, I'm okay," I lied.

Griffin's eyes narrowed, and he cupped my face. "Wait a minute. Why is there blood dripping from your nose?" he said worriedly.

"Ah, nothing. It's just—" I coughed and spat blood into my hand, which scared Griffin.

"What's happening to you, Sienna?!" Alpha Griffin frantically took a white napkin and wiped the blood from my face.

Watching him be concerned like this made me burst into tears. It hurt to think everything was a lie and he had only married me to get my father's wealth. And he had betrayed me with my best friend.

"Griffin, what if I'm going to die? What are you going to do?" I asked him.

His face was painted with confusion. "W-what are you talking about? Sienna, tell me what's going on?"

My lip trembled, the confession poised on my tongue, when the door swung open. A servant, breathless, announced, "Alpha Griffin, Iris has fainted downstairs!" His departure was instantaneous, a stark betrayal etched in his hasty retreat. I'm not surprise at all; I knew Iris would always be his first choice.

With a cold fury settling in my gut, I began packing. This gilded cage, this mansion of deceit, was no longer my prison. Every item I carefully placed in my luggage was a silent testament to a life I was leaving behind.

Then, I stumbled upon our wedding photograph. I picked it up, the glossy surface cool against my burning skin. The vibrant colors, once a symbol of our joy, now mocked me, a cruel reminder of a happiness that had evaporated like morning mist.

Each detail—his smile, my hopeful gaze—was a shard of glass piercing the illusion of our past.

Before I slipped away, a letter took shape, each word a carefully chosen weapon, a final declaration of independence. It was a farewell, a severing of ties, a silent scream against the injustice I had endured. "Goodbye, Griffin," I whispered, laying the letter on his desk, the weight of my unspoken words heavy in the air.

That night, I went to my friend Quincy, who welcomed me into his cozy home. I was glad he was the person I could turn to whenever I felt I had nowhere to go.

"So you've fully decided now?" Quincy asked, giving me a cup of tea.

"Yeah, I think this is the right time," I said, now determined to change my life; I was no longer scared.

Quincy smiled and sat across from me, also taking a sip of his teacup. "I know you're going through a lot, Sienna, but don't worry. I'm here to help you."

I smiled at him; I felt relieved to have a friend who had never left my side. "I know, Quincy. I'm grateful for everything you've done for me."

For a while, we sat in the living room and had dinner, and Quincy asked about my well-being. Then I shared everything I had learned from the Emerald pack.

"They're indeed traitors, Sienna. You don't deserve to be treated like that. So don't go back there; you'd better stay here at my place," Quincy said seriously. He was also furious to discover the other things the Emerald pack had done to me and my father.

After dinner, Quincy took me to his secret laboratory and gave me another shot of medicine to stop my bleeding.

While Quincy was checking my vitals, I was scrolling on my phone and saw Beta Iris's posts flaunting the expensive shopping Alpha Griffin had bought her using my father's funds.

"Sienna, the cancer cells in your body have mutated; they're now growing and spreading faster, and antibodies can no longer help," Quincy explained.

"Then I'll take the purple serum that can save my life," I suggested.

Quincy took the vial and put it into the syringe. "Once I inject this into your body, changes will immediately take effect, and it means your old self will no longer exist," he warned.

"That's it, Quincy. I'm not settling for this anymore. I'm going to become someone new—stronger, better, and unstoppable," I declared.