Mia's POV :

The baby was snatched from me before I even had a chance to breastfeed her for the first time.

I couldn’t hold her; I could only hear her cries and watch as my little daughter was carried away by the nurse, away from me as if I were a monster devouring my own flesh and blood.

This wasn't the first time. Six pregnancies in five years. Six pregnancies, four children born safely, and two miscarriages.

My stomach hurt terribly. My lower back felt broken. My moans of pain filled the room. But the man standing in the corner of the room showed no sign of concern or care, even though I had just safely delivered his fourth child.

“Alpha, this is too much for her. You should give her some time to rest. She can’t get pregnant again anytime soon.”

The pack doctor, Dr. Joseph, tried to persuade Logan to give me a break from pregnancy.

“How long?”

His cold voice sent a chill through my body.

“Three years. Give her three years, then prepare for the birth of the fifth child.”

“No. That's too long. She's a tough female wolf and was born an omega. Her body is prepared for reproduction. Keep giving her the potion.”

Tears streamed down the corners of my eyes. My body was still in pain, my blood hadn't dried yet, but Logan still ordered preparations for the seventh pregnancy without caring that my life was at risk. My body felt like it was breaking from the inside.

I clenched my fists on the sheets, trying to hide my tears and stifle my moans of pain with the pillow.

"Alpha, even though Mia is a strong female wolf, giving birth repeatedly is too much for her. Two previous miscarriages of twins had left fatal wounds on her body. Even so, you still forced her to give birth to a fourth child, and Mia's body had reached its limit. Her body was in pain and no longer strong enough for a fifth child, and even medicine couldn't help her. If she were forced to give birth to a fifth child, it would take her life."

“She can handle it,” Logan replied indifferently. “She’s strong and has been through this for five years.”

‘Oh, why doesn’t he give birth himself?’ My wolf, Lena, whispered angrily in my mind.

My eyes closed tightly, the conversation between Logan and Dr. Joseph becoming faint.

But soon after, Logan's sharp voice gave that unquestionable order again, ringing loud and clear in my ears.

“That's what the potion is for. Don't waste the pack's resources given to you and Mia.”

Doctor Joseph sighed resignedly, then answered obediently, “Yes, Alpha.”

“Make sure she recovers. I'll go see Luna to tell her about Lily's birth. She always feels sad whenever the children are born.”

Just because Luna couldn't give birth and was infertile, this was where the role of breeder was forced upon me.

Every time I give birth to a child, Logan quickly goes to see Luna Olivia, calms her down, and showers her with the best gifts as compensation, as if Olivia is the one suffering, not me, who has repeatedly passed through the gates of death to ensure that Alpha's offspring are born safely into the world.

Logan Sinclair, the Alpha of the Wildfire Pack, is renowned as a multi-billionaire entrepreneur in South America.

His love story and loyalty to his mate, Olivia Wright, are well known worldwide. However, no one knows that I am his true destined mate.

Initially, on my 18th birthday, I discovered that Logan was my destined mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess.

I thought he would be happy because I had grown up under his love and care. Thanks to my parents' good relationship with Madam Freya, I was taken care of by the Alpha family after my father died and my mother fell into a vegetative in an accident when I was a child.

Unfortunately, all I got was Logan's cold face and rejection. The next day, Logan brought another mate, Olivia Wright, and immediately made her Luna.

Only then did I realize that Logan rejected me because I was still the daughter of a former maid, very different from Olivia, the honorable daughter of the Northwind Alpha.

Olivia was also the one who saved Logan from being hunted down by enemy packs. However, Olivia was seriously injured, shot by a bullet coated with silver poison while saving Logan. The poison had damaged her womb.

Logan didn't mind and announced to the world that Olivia was his only mate, even though she would never be able to have children.

The pack elders and Madam Freya did not accept this decision, which caused a huge argument between them. To resolve the conflict, Luna Olivia generously offered Logan a woman to continue the Alpha's bloodline and maintain harmony between Logan and the pack elders.

Olivia chose me specifically, and then Logan forced me into the role of breeder at Olivia's request.

They gave me no choice but to refuse.

I couldn't accept that, and desperately begged Madam Freya to persuade Logan to choose someone else.

Madam Freya sighed, looking at me with loving eyes, but her answer was as cold as her son's. "Mia, your mother is still in a coma in the hospital. You worked hard for the Alpha family to pay for your mother's treatment. If I withdraw this medical support, your mother will have no chance of survival. Do you want your mother to die?"

My heart was shattered into pieces. What would I do without my mother?

Madam Freya promised to set me free, as long as I successfully gave birth to five children for Alpha Logan.

However, only four children were born safely. I had suffered a miscarriage during my first pregnancy and lost twins at seven months. The miscarriages had destroyed my body, leaving me with endless pain for the past year, and I still had to give birth to the fourth child safely.

I really couldn't bear the pain that continued to eat away at me anymore. If I have to give birth to a fifth child, I doubt I will survive to see my mother wake up from her coma.

No one will care if I die. All my children will still belong to Luna Olivia, and they will never remember me as their mother.

Then, who will take care of my mother in the future? My mother may feel guilty for the rest of her life if her only daughter dies for her sake.

I don't want to die and be buried here after all my suffering. I have to live to see my mother again.

The sound of footsteps fading away pulled me out of my thoughts, my blurred vision watching Logan's sturdy back as he walked away.

From beginning to end, Logan had only come to see the child born, to make sure the baby looked perfect and healthy, then left without asking how I felt, whether I was happy or grateful to have passed through the gates of death to give birth to his children.

Dr. Joseph approached me. His concerned gaze was painful and made me want to cry.

“I'm sorry you had to hear all that.”

“You don't seem to know Alpha.” I tried to chuckle. But all that came out was a cry of pain.

The doctor sighed helplessly, then took a bowl containing a thick black liquid and handed it to me.

“I'm sorry, Mia... but you have to drink this. Your body will recover quickly, and it will ease the pain of childbirth. Then you will prepare for the birth of your fifth child.”

The bitter smell of the medicine made my stomach churn. I had been drinking it for the past five years, but the smell and taste still made me nauseous.

“I'll drink it,” I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back the nausea and anger in my chest.

Doctor Joseph stayed, watching me drink the potion. He wouldn't leave until I finished it in front of him.

I took a deep breath, held back my tears, and drank it in one gulp.

I drank it only so that my body would recover quickly and I could get out of this hellhole that would swallow me alive, then take my mother away.

“All right. You need to rest...” Dr. Joseph took the empty bowl and left my room, followed by several other nurses, leaving me to rest.

After everyone left, I wiped my tears, took the cell phone hidden under the bedside drawer, and called someone.

After a few moments, the call connected.

“Who’s this …”

“Alpha Asher, do you still remember me?”

There was a pause before a deep voice answered. “Yes, of course, I still remember you, Miss Klein.”

Alpha Asher, of the Blackwood Pack. The strongest Alpha, feared by all packs in South America, and Logan’s rival and sworn enemy.

I saved him a few days ago when Logan took me to the Moon Temple. Alpha Asher had been severely wounded in an attack by another werewolf pack

I gave him the rare Moonflower Elixir, which only the Sinclair family possesses. The elixir was a gift from Madam Freya to heal my body after I miscarried twins, and I never imagined that it would now make Alpha Asher indebted to me.

“I want to collect on your promise to repay your debt.”

“Yes, of course. What can I do to help?”

"I want you to fake my death and move my mother out of the hospital. Make me die in front of Logan, so he believes he killed me and won't look for me or force me to have children anymore. After that, prepare a fake identity for me.“

”Okay. But I need time.“

”I'll give you until the Moonlight Birth Fest. You and your pack will be guests in the Wildfire Pack Territory. You have one week to prepare everything.“

The Moonlight Birth Fest is a tradition to welcome the birth of a werewolf child. Every pack holds a Moonlight Birth Fest every year.

”Okay."

Alpha Asher’s answer relieved me. I just needed to be patient and wait.

A few days later, during my recovery, the pack was busy preparing for the celebration of their fourth child's birth, Lily. Invitations were sent out to various packs. They would arrive a week early to attend the hunting event before the Moonlight Birth Fest.

Everyone was happy, but I was not. I was filled with fear and anxiety, trying to find a way to stop Logan from coming to my room. Logan and the Pack were determined that I give birth to a fourth child, without caring in the slightest about my life coming to an end.

I was roughly pulled out of my bed. A shout rang out, “Get up! Giving birth doesn't give you the right to be lazy!”

I gritted my teeth and glared at her. Ever since I became a breeder, everyone at the Packhouse looked down on me, treating me as nothing more than a reproductive tool and a third wheel in the relationship between Alpha and Luna.

“What? Are you going to hit me?”

The maid lifted her chin haughtily in front of me. “Get up quickly; Luna is calling for you.”

I forced myself to get up, ignoring the maid’s sharp, condescending gaze.

As Luna’s personal maid, she must be targeting me on Olivia’s orders.

“Why are you so slow? Everyone at the Packhouse is busy preparing for the Moon Child’s birthday party; you’re the only one being lazy and idle.”

“As her mother, you don’t care at all about your own child’s birth celebration. Ah, no… you really aren’t fit to be the mother of an Alpha’s child.”

I resisted the strong urge to rip the mouth off that maid who kept babbling.

‘Don't make a fuss, Mia. Remember, we have to leave this place, not be locked up in the dungeon if Luna sees us hurting her servant,’ Lena reminded me, her words slightly easing the gloom in my heart.

It took me a few minutes to finish changing my clothes, then I hurried to the main building, where Luna and Alpha lived.

Logan sat in the living room with Luna Olivia, chatting affectionately while teasing the tiny baby in Olivia’s arms.

They looked so perfect together and happy, without a shred of guilt for having taken the baby from its mother.

Did Luna intentionally ask me to come just to witness this scene?

I quickly lowered my head, trying to hide my sadness, then greeted them respectfully.

“You called for me, Luna?”

Luna and Olivia smiled warmly and gently; with a friendly gesture, she said, “Mia, come here and sit with me.”

“No need, Luna.”

Logan looked up, shooting me a sharp glance. “When Luna asks you, you have to obey her.”

I took a deep breath, then sat stiffly next to Olivia. Olivia looked at me with a sweet smile.

"Look at the invitations on the table. Who do you think we should invite to the Moonlight Birth Fest?"

"That's not my job. You have to decide, Luna," I replied, trying to keep my distance.

"Don't be so stiff. After all, you are Lily's mother. You decide who to invite. Logan has given his permission."

I kept my head down, not looking at Logan, whose gaze was constantly on me. "Okay, I'll just follow Luna's wishes. But I don't know anyone outside the Wildfire Pack. "

Logan stood up from the sofa.

" I'm going back to work. Continue your conversation," he said, then left the room.

As soon as Logan left, the gentle and friendly smile on Olivia's face immediately faded, replaced by a colder expression. She handed the baby in her arms to the maid.

"It's so exhausting taking care of children. Simon, Lorcan and Felix cry constantly, keeping me awake," she complained, talking about—no, belittling—my sons.

"They're wild children who can't sit still."

Then, in an instant, Olivia's voice turned as cold as ice.

"Kneel!"

I curled up and asked, “What did I do wrong?”

Olivia's expression darkened. Then suddenly her maid pulled me up and kicked my legs so I was kneeling in front of Olivia.

I groaned in pain.

“While I was busy taking care of your illegitimate children, you seduced Logan behind my back, luring him into your bed even though you just gave birth three weeks ago! You shameless whore!”

“I didn't seduce him. Logan... I mean, the Alpha came to me ….”

Smack!

A hard slap landed on my cheek, echoing throughout the room.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, calming my angry wolf. ‘Calm down, we have to submit ourselves so we can leave this place.’

"How dare you defy me! You're nobody, just a former maid's child raised by the Alpha family. Don't think Logan came to you because he wanted you! Remember, I gave you the position of breeder, Logan didn't want you!"

“I’m well aware of that, Luna Olivia.” I clenched my teeth, bowed my head, and stared at the floor.

I had to humble myself in front of her so as not to attract any suspicious attention before I left this place.

Olivia seemed to grow angrier at the tone of my voice. She picked up a glass from the table to throw at me, but someone cleared their throat, stopping her in her tracks.

Her expression immediately changed, and she smiled at the arriving guest.

"Alpha's heir, what brings you here?"

Her voice was again friendly and soft.

"I just came to say hello and thank you for your hospitality, Luna Olivia." The voice sounded like a man flirting, then asked, "Am I interrupting your activities?"

“No, no, no. I was disciplining a disobedient maid.” Olivia gave me a sharp look, signaling for me to get up.

I stood up calmly and looked up, meeting the male guest's gaze. He stared at me for a moment, then praised me openly.

"So beautiful. What did this beautiful girl do wrong, Luna?"

Luna's expression became unpleasant, and she sneered in disgust. "She is our pack's breeder."

A strange gleam appeared in the man's eyes. "A breeder, huh? She must be very good."

Olivia glanced at him briefly, then gave him a sweet smile.

“If the Wildfire Pack no longer needs her, I'll send her to the Moonstone Pack to be a breeder if you want her.”

"Ah, that's great," the man beamed, disgustingly looking at my body.

They talked about me as if I were a commodity. My hands clenched as I stared sharply at Luna.

"Luna, if there's nothing else you need from me, I'll take my leave."

Without waiting for Olivia's response, I turned and hurried away. Behind me, I heard John talking to Olivia.

"She has an arrogant temperament and doesn't respect you, Luna."

“Mia has always been like that, thinking she's so high and mighty. She won't last long in this Pack. I'll make sure she becomes a breeder for another Pack."

Luna's words made my blood boil. No, that will never happen. I'll leave here before they destroy my life.

A few days later, various packs began to arrive to attend the Moonlight Birth Fest, to honor Logan and the Wildfire Pack, which was a large pack, and the Sinclair family was at the top of high society in South America, causing the maids to be busy arranging the guest rooms.

I tried my best to avoid interacting with the guests, pretending not to know Alpha Asher to avoid suspicion.

But there was one thing I couldn't stand: John Martinez, Alpha's heir from Moonstone, kept bothering me and finding ways to intercept me even though I had tried to avoid him.

However, it was still unavoidable when John suddenly appeared in front of me as I was passing through the western forest of the Kawanan region. He appeared as if he had been waiting for me here.

“Miss Sinclair, ah... No, you are not a member of the Alpha family. You are just a maid’s child who was taken in by the Alpha family.”

"Alpha heir, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be hunting with the others?" I looked at him warily.

Logan invited guests from various packs to hunt in the Wildfire Pack's forest, and John was supposed to hunt with them.

"That's boring. I'd rather chat with you here."

John suddenly hugged me and kissed me forcefully on the lips. "I've wanted you since the first time I saw you.”

"What are you doing?! Let go!" I growled, trying to break free from him with disgust.

"It seems the Wildfire Pack treats you badly. If you follow me, I'll make you my Luna. I'm a hundred times better than Alpha Logan."

I snorted in disgust, thinking to myself that John was even worse. During his few days as a guest, he had often flirted with several maids and even slept with them.

John began to tear the front of my blouse with a disgusting, lustful look in his eyes.

A wave of disgust and overflowing anger filled me, causing me to take out my claws and brutally tear his arm.

"Arrggg, damn it!" John cursed in pain.

I quickly backed away, trembling, and reflexively covered the torn front of my shirt.

"What's going on here?!"

Suddenly, Logan appeared with several other members of the Pack.

"Logan ...."

"Alpha Logan! This woman seduced me! She said she wanted me to take her away from the Wildfire Pack! I refused, and then she hurt me!" John shouted, pointing at me accusingly.

I shook my head, staring at Logan, pleading desperately.

"Logan, that's not true! He started it and hurt..."

"John! My son!"

Alpha Martinez approached his son and saw the wound on his hand, then shouted angrily, "Alpha Logan! How are you going to take responsibility for this! Please discipline your Breeder! She's like a whore who can't resist seducing every man she sees! "

"Don't worry, I'll discipline her.”

Logan's expression was very cold, his gaze piercingly fixed on me.

“Take Mia to the dungeon and lock her up. Don't give her anything to eat!"

Two members of the pack stepped forward and grabbed my arms.

"No! Let me go! Logan, please believe me! I didn't do anything!"

I begged as two members of the pack dragged me away roughly.

However, no one cared. They all looked at me with accusing glances, including Logan, the person who had spent years with me and shared hundreds of nights by my side.

My body was thrown onto the cold floor, and I was locked in a cell. They left me alone. The prison smelled foul, damp, cold, and pitch dark.

I'm afraid of the dark. I feel like I can't breathe in the darkness, and all my senses go numb.

Logan knew I was afraid of the dark, but he still punished me by locking me in a dark cell.

Tears streamed down my face as I screamed desperately to be let out of this place. I didn't want to be locked up here forever!

I was locked up for two whole days without being fed. No one came to see me. It felt like I was dying, and I resigned myself to the fact that I would die here.

‘Calm down, Mia! They won't let you die. Just wait a little longer, we have to get out of this place!’ Lena reminded me and encouraged me to hold on.

‘You're right... I don't want to die here for nothing.’

That determination made me hold on, waiting for someone to get me out of here.

But then, the cell door creaked open. The light from a torch slightly illuminated the dark cell.

Logan's figure appeared in my view. His face remained cold, showing pent-up anger.

“Have you reflected on your mistakes?”

I just stared at him blankly from the dirty floor and smiled wryly. My body was too weak to speak, but my lips managed to form the words.

“I... I admit my mistakes...”

After saying those words, my eyes closed as my consciousness began to fade.

However, when I woke up, I was already in my warm bed with an IV stuck in my arm. Someone hugged me tightly from behind, whispering softly and hoarsely.

"Mia... as long as you stay by my side, I will never hurt you. You are not allowed to leave the pack. I will give you anything you want."

My eyes closed again. He only showed this tenderness when we were in my bed, purely because he felt satisfied, not because of genuine affection.

Because when tomorrow came, his attitude would return to being cold and indifferent.

My heart was very tired of searching for the Logan of the past, the Logan who loved me and cared for me with the attention of an older brother.

Days later, Logan ordered the doctor and servants to take care of me to restore my body. His care was so detailed and attentive, reminding me of my childhood.

When I had a fever, Logan would panic, never leaving my side, and taking care of me even to the point of not going to work.

For a moment, hope rose in my heart.

However, as soon as I was fully recovered, Logan's cold command came immediately.

"Go to Luna to ask for your punishment. Hurting the Alpha's heir will get you kicked out of the pack. We have to show that you are truly sorry."

I bowed my head and stared blankly at my hands. My feelings turned cold again.

"Yes, Alpha."

***

Kneeling before Olivia, I dragged the basin to wash her feet.

Olivia had ten maids who could serve her, but she chose me specifically to show her contempt for me in front of the other maids.

The maids whispered, looked down on me, and laughed at me.

"Ouch!"

Feeling that the water temperature was not to her liking, Olivia kicked me hard in the chest.

I fell backwards and covered my mouth as I coughed, feeling blood in my mouth.

Lena growled angrily. 'You must change and tear that hypocritical face apart with our claws. She is just the daughter of Alpha, who has no wolf abilities and only relies on Luna's power!’

'Yes, and we'll be locked in the basement and never see the sun again,' I warned her in my mind while holding back the pain in my chest.

Olivia smiled mercilessly at the blood on my palm.

"Can't you check the water temperature properly? You want to boil my feet!" She sneered, pretending her feet were blistered.

I gritted my teeth, knowing that it was just an excuse Olivia had made up. The water temperature was right for Olivia. However, arguing would only make Olivia find another fault to add to my suffering.

"I'm sorry, Luna. I'll get some more warm water."

"Yes. Hurry up! You're really wasting my time!"

This is the tenth time I’ve done this. My arms are tired and aching from carrying the basin of warm water back and forth from the kitchen and kneeling down to wash Olivia’s feet.

Not even a maid at Packhouse would ever do such menial work. My postpartum period isn’t over yet, but I have to do this work. My lower body is starting to ache.

I remained patient. Soon, I would regain my freedom. Fighting Luna would only land me in confinement or be thrown to the pack members to be used as their breeding tool.

Olivia snorted with satisfaction as I crawled over and washed her feet for the umpteenth time. This time, she didn't complain.

"The blood of a maid still flows through your veins. This job suits you well."

I bowed my head, pretending to be obedient, and nodded.

Olivia suddenly grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look up at her.

"Don't you have a mouth?! Answer me! Show respect and obedience to your Luna! Even though you were raised by the Alpha family, you are still a servant's daughter, and I am your Luna."

I pressed my lips together and replied respectfully, "Yes, Luna. I understand."

Olivia snorted contemptuously, releasing her grip roughly.

"This punishment is too light for you. You should be whipped to death for hurting the Alpha's heir. But that would make me look cruel and not fit my image."

I didn't argue.

Olivia stomped on the basin of water, causing it to splash and soak my clothes.

It was winter now, and my soaking wet clothes made me shiver as the cold air pierced me.

"Hurry up and get back to work!”

As I was scrubbing Olivia's feet, Logan walked into the room and glanced at me, but didn't say anything.

"Honey, have you finished your work? You're home very early." Olivia immediately stood up and approached him, smiling sweetly.

"I want to see Mia serve her punishment. What did you do to her?"

“Ah, I felt it was too harsh to punish her. So I just had her scrub the floor.” Olivia lied with a smile, then sighed helplessly.

“But Mia… she doesn’t feel any remorse. I’m powerless against her.”

I looked up at her to object, but Logan interrupted with a cold command.

“Don’t be too soft on her. She’s already hurt the Alpha’s heir, forcing us to pay a hefty compensation to the Moonstone Pack. Maid, bring Mia out to kneel in the courtyard for the Moonstone Pack to see.”