Lycia’s POV

Tonight was supposed to be my fifth mating anniversary party with Alpha Ravien. I stepped out of the room in a beautiful dress, only to find my husband kissing his old lover—Irene.

“Your twin sister has returned, Luna Lycia!”

Everyone said it while I stood frozen. How could someone I once protected from wild wolves and promised to be my sweet twin sister now be dancing intimately with my husband? Her hands were wrapped around his neck without hesitation.

Worse still, the entire Drakara Pack supported them and ignored my presence.

My party had truly turned into her grand welcome. Until suddenly, the enemy pack attacked us. All the Drakara wolves accused me without hesitation of revealing the party’s location to them. I was considered jealous and frustrated with Irene.

So when Irene was kidnapped, to save Irene, Alpha Ravien and my parents were willing to give me to the enemy wolf pack, just to exchange for Irene. And I was taken away.

Ten days after being kidnapped, he did nothing—breaking his promise to redeem me.

The enemies finally grew furious, stabbed me repeatedly in the stomach and threw me into a ravine. Heavy rain drowned me until a kind human saved me.

When I woke up, no one was beside me. Instead, I accidentally saw Irene's post. “More than ten days exploring the world with my old love—Alpha Ravien Drakara.”

Her photos were spread across the pack’s social media: the red moon in the Black Forest, the aurora in the Icelandic mountains, the Venice night gondola, and breakfast at the hidden Skye castle.

The places I once called my ‘dream territories’—which Ravien promised I’d explore when I was pregnant.

And now he’s made it happen…

for another she wolf. So easily.

The wolf within me howled in pain.

So when the call that only comes once a year—appeared, I pressed the green button without hesitation.

“You picked up the phone??” His wolfish voice was full of surprise.

“Yes,” I replied calmly. “If you're calling with the same offer as previous years, then this time the answer is yes.”

***

His voice immediately surged, piercing and impatient. “Are you kidding?”

Just hearing him over the phone made my body shiver. All wolves know how powerful he is.

“This is a bond. Don't ever think you're just seeking revenge on me.”

Louis Xavier.

The Alpha of the Eastern region. A brutal leader with widespread influence. A wolf even feared by the central council. And also, my former love before I considered him an enemy.

So on the night I had to decide, Ravien—who had just lost Irene—knelt before me and asked me to marry him. Because of my parents' coercion. For the pack. For stability. And for the love I thought would grow.

So I tried to forget Louis.

“Back then, you would have immediately refused the call,” Louis' voice sounded again. “You usually just ignored hundreds of messages. As hard as stone. But this time... what made you change your mind so quickly?”

I remained silent. Knowing clearly that I was making a dangerous decision.

But something struck the wolf within me. Pain. Ravien’s betrayal and even the Drakara Pack. So without another thought, I said, “I’ve decided. This is your chance, and I just need a week to finish everything here.”

“Of course. And you’ll never be able to take it back,” he said firmly. “I’ll come to fetch you soon.”

“Don’t get too excited; this is just a contract, not love.”

“Whatever it is, do you think I care?”

I smiled silently. Years had passed, and it seemed he hadn’t changed at all. Still as annoying as ever. The curve of my lips didn’t last long because the door opened.

Ravien appeared.

And I immediately felt the atmosphere in the healing room grow cold. The familiar scent of his body, which used to be soothing, now only made me sick.

“Who were you smiling at?”

I hung up the connection. My face went blank, holding back the pain that couldn't be put into words as I looked at him now.

“You wouldn’t have been hurt if you hadn’t acted so childish.” He approached. “Just because you’re jealous of your twin sister.”

He didn’t even bother to ask how I was. He didn’t explain why he brought Irene to the places I’d dreamed of.

“Did you come here just to blame me?” I laughed hollowly. “Just leave.”

His face softened immediately. As if a sense of guilt emerged. “Don’t get angry. I came to take you home.”

I was about to refuse, but my lips stopped moving when the door opened again. Both of my parents appeared.

“Lycia, have you been too comfortable staying in the healer room?” Alex’s voice—my father’s, never friendly. “Go home. The pack needs you. We just came from the next room; Irene has a fever.”

So they’d all been in the next room, waiting for Irene. Just a fever. While I, who was nearly dead—was left alone.

I realized that my parents always preferred Irene—who was obedient and easy to please. Meanwhile, I, who had been independent since childhood, was considered rebellious.

Irene got everything I had ever dreamed of. Even Alpha Ravien, who betrayed me so easily now.

For five years, I became Luna of the Drakara pack. During that time, he convinced me that he had forgotten his lover—Irene, who had gone missing during the hunt.

For five years, he pursued me possessively and placed me in the best love I’ve ever known. I believed, surrendering my entire life to him. And that was my biggest mistake.

When Irene returned, Ravien immediately turned to her... as if I had never existed. As if the time we spent together meant nothing.

“Lycia,” Ravien's voice broke my thoughts. The car arrived at the Pack's house. “Listen, I will forgive you for summoning the enemy pack to destroy our fifth mating party, on one condition. Join us at Irene’s birthday party tonight.”

Lycia’s POV

I almost laughed hollowly. Who needs forgiveness from him? I think he’s the one who should be begging for mercy.

“After all, she’s your twin sister.” His words crept coldly into my wolf. “Don’t act like a child. You're Luna now. An adult. Irene isn’t to blame. Today is your birthday too, but she deserves it more.”

I stared at him for a long time. Searching for the remnants of the bond we once shared. The brown eyes I once loved so much now felt foreign.

“You’re joking, right?” I laughed hollowly. “I mean, you chose to celebrate another female wolf's birthday instead of your mate’s?”

“Yes,” he replied without hesitation. “Because you’re a rebel. Irene is innocent.”

I clapped my hands. “Wow, my wolf is now wondering—is this still the man who chased me for five years with his obsession?”

He fell silent. Beginning to realize my words.

“You’ve changed. Or maybe you never truly loved me.” My emotions overflowed.

"Be honest, did you just use me as a temporary replacement when you were bored?"

My heart ached seeing him silent, as if what I said was true. Tears streamed down my face.

And Ravien saw it—felt our connection. His face softened, briefly showing regret.

“Lycia, don’t cry—”

But his words were cut off by a scream outside the car. That voice… Irene.

Ravien’s face panicked. In an instant, he pushed open the door and ran. Leaving me behind so easily. Without a second thought.

“What’s wrong, Irene?”

“I stepped on a rock. My foot got caught.”

Always careless and weak.

Through the glass, I laughed—a small, bitter laugh. But what hurt more was his reaction. Ravien held her like a precious porcelain figurine. Lifting her body frantically.

“You can't get hurt. Your party tonight.”

Then, in his arms, Irene turned her head. A small smile curved on her lips—not sweet, but mocking.

I wanted to vomit. To disappear.

Once, I trusted them. Now, the two wolf I relied on most had stabbed me deepest.

I went my room. Packed everything. Wanted to throw away everything Ravien had given me. But one thing I couldn’t delay: the moon necklace Ravien had gently placed around my neck, kissing me softly above the engraved stone of love.

The moment I once considered the most memorable—he swore he’d give me a gift when I was pregnant, a trip to my favorite place.

Now, just thinking about it makes my heart burn.

That’s why I’ll bring it to Irene's party tonight. To throw it into the sea.

And night came sooner than expected. Irene's party was held on a luxurious ship. Lights. Elite decorations. Everything truly amazed me. But something else stopped me in my tracks.

A large, tiered birthday cake—my favorite pink color with expensive carvings. I heard my parents prepared everything.

This should have been my birthday too. We’re twins. But I didn’t see any of the wolves caring about that. Everything was for Irene. I’m used to not celebrating. But seeing the cake with “Celebrate Irene’s Sweet Birthday” written on it, I felt weak.

My wolf howled. “We’ve always wanted a cake since we were little. But Mom and Dad never cared. Now look at Selena, who always gets a birthday cake every year, and this is the best one yet.”

I closed my eyes, trying to calm my wolf so it wouldn’t rage at the party. Because it wouldn’t matter.

“Happy birthday, twin sister.” Irene’s sweet voice crept in from behind. Poison in every word.

I turned. Stared at her without feeling.

“Why does the party feel like it's just mine?” She laughed softly, then spun around, showing off herself. “What about my dress, my face?”

Honestly, she was stunning. I couldn't lie; all the wolves had worked hard to make her shine tonight. While I stood in my plain dress—one I bought myself.

I didn’t answer. There were no words for Irene. I walked past her. But my steps were halted by a loud noise. Irene’s scream.

I turned around immediately.

A large cake had crashed to the floor—cream was smeared all over Irene’s dress. She was crying.

All the wolves scattered.

Ravien was the first to reach her.

“Irene! What happened?! Your dress... the cake!”

With tears streaming down her face, Irene pointed at me. “Lycia wanted her name written on the cake too.” Her face was innocent and pitiful. “So she pushed me toward the cake.”

My eyes widened.

“Excuse me?” I shook my head. “I didn't even do anything, please!”

But no wolf was listening.

An omega said softly, "Earlier, I also saw Luna Lycia staring at her cake for a long time."

The wolves' gazes began to shift. They were cornering me.

And Ravien... his eyes darkened. His breath was heavy. His wolf aura rose, wild and boiling.

His steps thundered closer—toward me.

“I told you to stop acting like a child, Lycia!” he barked, his voice echoing before the entire wolf pack. “You've ruined the party twice!”

I stood frozen, unsure of what sin I had committed this time. But it felt as though I had burned down the entire party, dragged and humiliated. As though I wasn't Luna. Not anyone.

Trembling, I tried to explain the truth, “It wasn't me,” hoping someone—or even one wolf—would believe me.

But no wolf did.

Even as my tears fell and I tried to connect my wolf's heart with Ravien's—he rejected it. Cut it off. Sealed the bridge of our bond without a word.

His face was cold. Untouchable.

“I think yesterday's incident was lesson enough,” he muttered sharply, while Irene’s whiny cries grew louder. “This party was prepared entirely by the pack. But you? You chose to ruin it.”

His hand gripped my arm.

I was shocked. But I couldn't fight back. His strength was unmatched. “Alpha, you've known me for five years. There's no way I would do something sneaky!”

He dragged me to the outer deck. I was panicking. The pack followed and surrounded us.

“After this, learn your lesson!”

And without mercy—he pushed me. My body was thrown into the cold, dark sea.

The water swallowed my body, and I shivered in silence. I couldn't swim. But no one wolf cared.

From the surface of the water, I saw them—my parents coming. There was no worry on their faces, only annoyance. “She never stops causing trouble.”

I thought I still had a chance to ask for their love. At least they didn’t want to see me die. “Dad, Mom! You guys know I can’t swim!”

But I was wrong. They ignored me. My father’s hands were busy fixing Irene’s hair, which had been covered in cake frosting, while my mother lovingly cleaned her dress.

“Your party will be fine, Irene,” Alpha Ravien said before all the wolves left me alone.

My wolf weakening. But there was something more painful than the water filling my lungs—the cramps in my stomach. The pain was burning.

The world spun slowly. Then everything went dark. My consciousness collapsed along with my last hope.

Lycia’s POV

I awoke in the pack’s healing den. After being rescued by my trusted omega and brought to the edge.

White ceilings and the scent of herbs greeted me. But that wasn’t the first thing I felt.

My stomach.

Piercing pain, not just a regular wound. Then the memory hit me clearly.

I was pregnant. Three months. The little wolf cub of Alpha Ravien.

I had kept it a secret from him. As a surprise that no longer mattered. After the kidnapping, the healer had said my fetus was still alive—though weak. But now…

This pain was different. And my heart knew. Fear consumed me entirely.

Until the healer came to my room.

“You’re awake, Luna?” Her voice was gentle, but her eyes couldn’t hide the sorrow. “Your wolf’s condition is extremely weak due to the water that entered your body.”

She paused briefly. Her breath was heavy. “I’m sorry… the wolf cub didn’t survive.”

The world collapsed in silence.

I didn't scream.

But my tears fell instantly—unable to stop them. My heart shattered into pieces.

That child... the only part of Alpha Ravien that didn't hurt me. I had dreamed of becoming a mother for five years. The only thing that kept me going even as the world rejected me.

And even now, it was taken from me. Not by fate. But by Ravien himself. He was the one who pushed me into the sea.

My body trembled, even my wolf had gone numb.

This betrayal was too deep.

I wonder if the bond between me and Alpha Ravien still exists—just to make sure he feels my pain too. But an omega said he’s still busy celebrating Irene’s birthday party. My parents too.

Moon goddess, what kind of painful fate is this?

Enough. That’s the last time I’ll let them touch my conscience.

A few days after recovering, when my body was strong enough to stand, I left. I walked along the quiet path toward the oldest legal advisor’s house.

Elder Seraphine looked at me as I entered. She had the ability to read souls, to sense the wounds of a wolf who had recently lost someone. But she waited until I spoke first.

“I want to sever my bond with Alpha Ravien,” I said softly but firmly. “And remove my name from the Drakara Pack's lineage.”

Seraphine bowed her head slowly.

“Living without a pack... means living without protection. You'll automatically lose everything. Bonds, family name, honor.”

“That's the point,” my voice trembled. Not out of fear. But remembering all the betrayals that had occurred. “I don't want to think twice.”

Not after everything had been so torturous.

Elder Seraphine said nothing more. She simply nodded, respecting my decision. Then she began the ritual.

As our bond was severed, my body felt as though it were being torn apart from within.

My spine felt like it was being forcibly pulled, the pain piercing my chest, and my head throbbing as if invisible claws were tearing it apart.

The wolf within me roared again—not because it had lost its mate, but because it had been released from the chains that had long tormented it.

I collapsed onto the stone floor, cold sweat soaking my back.

Elder Seraphine stared at me without saying a word. She knew the pain would only last a moment. What tormented longer were the memories.

When I stood up, I felt lighter. The air in my lungs felt foreign—but fresh. More free. Like the first time I lived.

As I exited the legal advisor’s house, an Omega rushed over, handing me a scroll. “Luna, I finally found you.”

I looked at him warily. “Don’t tell anyone you saw me here.”

“Alright, Luna.”

I quickly read the letter.

From my father.

[Do you always not know how to come home? We heard you left the healing room but didn’t return to the pack. Stop acting like you’re still a little wolf. There’s something we need to discuss. Come home immediately if you don’t want your name struck from the Drakara pack.]

I chuckled. Bitterly.

Father, you're too late. You all threaten me with that excuse too often. As if you truly want me to leave. Now, I've made it happen myself.

My father's words still pierce my soul. Deeply. But I calmly relayed the message to the omega.

“Tell them I'll be back soon.”

The omega nodded respectfully, then left.

The sky began to darken as I stood at the end of the rocky path.

Only three days remained before Louis came to pick me up and take me away from the Drakara pack. It was enough time to settle everything.

I would endure it with them. Pack my belongings and arrange my final smile.

I thought I wouldn't bring anything. But my steps faltered as memories of the past slowly crept back.

After Irene disappeared, I suddenly became the beloved child. I was considered her replacement. Suddenly I was hugged, praised, and considered valuable. And I... I accepted it all. Because at that time I was still hungry for affection.

What I remember most: that night of the snowstorm.

My body was trembling when I was found. And my mother—who was usually cold—ran through the hailstorm, hugging me as if afraid of losing me. She cried, wrapped me in a woolen blanket, kissed my forehead with fear.

“Don’t leave us…”

That was when I felt loved. Maybe the only time. Because after Irene returned, everything went back to normal. I was neglected. Losing everything, including Ravien, who betrayed me.

I held the bracelet in my hand. The pale blue gemstone was from when I worked as a teenager. It was the only thing of value.

Thinking of my parents, my heart felt strange. Not longing. But... a kind of respect. For the version of them who once loved me.

I sold the bracelet. And with the money, I bought a small gift—not expensive. But enough.

Not because they deserved it…

But because I needed to close this chapter peacefully.

A final memory of the daughter who was no longer wanted.

Because after this, they will never find me again.