"I helped Judy move a few plants, and you start throwing a fit about severing our bond? How dare you! Who the hell do you think you are?" Eddie continued. "If you really want out, fine! I'll send you the severance papers soon enough. But once I do, the baby belongs to the Dixons."

Gloria struggled to her feet, ready to chase after him and slap him across the face.

But that heartless man didn't want to waste even one more second here.

By the time Gloria staggered outside, all she saw was his back. She yanked off her shoe and hurled it at him.

"Eddie! I told you the baby is gone! You're the reason he's dead! You won't save your father, and you'll regret this!"

The night air was cold, and she had just miscarried. I hurriedly told the staff to help her back inside.

Gloria and I had grown up like real sisters. My father had treated her as his own daughter. Everyone in the Binders' respected her as the second young lady of the house.

Yet in Eddie's mouth, she became some girl my scheming family took in to serve me. It was disgusting for a man to use such petty, low tricks to drive a wedge between us.

That was the moment both Gloria and I finally gave up. Our hearts went completely cold.

We should have realized long ago that this was all a setup.

Last year, Gloria and I went into the mountains to gather herbs and ran into a werewolf in heat. He tried to drag us into a cave.

We would've been ruined if Lesley hadn't happened to pass by and save us. He said he was on his way to ask our father for medicine to save someone.

But Gloria and I had been deep in the back mountains. Why would someone in such a hurry take such a long detour?

Now that I thought about it, it was probably a staged rescue from the start.

He played the role of a steady, sincere man so well that I believed him. I begged my father to leave his seclusion and save that werewolf.

I had grown up around medicinal herbs, and my blood had special properties.

But I was human, and the one he needed to save was a werewolf.

Only a child born from a human and a werewolf, carrying my bloodline, could provide the cardiogen he needed.

I begged my father again, this time to let me marry Lesley. And because of that, Gloria met Eddie and was fooled by his sweet talk, too.

Thinking back, after the weddings, both men were always busy. Even when they came home, everything felt like a routine.

Once we were pregnant, they moved out altogether.

Because I liked it quiet, Lesley sent me straight to the secluded villa.

To outsiders, he claimed it was all my idea, making himself look like a devoted husband. But all I had asked for was to dismiss a few servants.

Now, it was obvious. They had wanted to move Gloria and me out from the beginning, to make room for Judy.

On Arthur's birthday, we had agreed that Gloria and I wouldn't make the trip because we were pregnant.

But they insisted, claiming it was about respecting elders.

I was heavily pregnant then, my belly heavy and swollen.

Lesley said the mountain road was too rough for a carriage and unsafe, so he made me walk the entire route.

I walked for a full day and night. I nearly collapsed on the way back and had to rest for two weeks afterward.

As soon as we returned, they dragged Gloria and me to see Judy, without the slightest concern for our condition or the babies.

Now, I understood. They just wanted to provoke her.

They wanted her to see that they had mates, and now children, too. That way, she would feel threatened and cling closer to them.

And it worked.

Judy showed up soon after. And our children paid the price.

She removed every obstacle between herself and them.

That night, the villa was unusually lively.

Judy even came by in the evening. She didn't look sick at all. If anything, there was a hint of smugness in her eyes.

Yet she spoke gently, as if she were innocent.

"I only see them as my brothers. You two don't need to be this angry."

After saying that, Judy cast a casual glance at our stomachs.

"No matter how upset you are, you shouldn't take it out on the babies," she said lightly. "If Lesley and Eddie found out, they'd lose their tempers. After all, the babies' cardiogen is priceless medicine."

I stared at Judy. Something about her words felt wrong.

Sure enough, she frowned and sighed like she couldn't help herself.

"But it's a good thing the sick one isn't Arthur. The brothers used such a clumsy lie to keep you two in the dark. You're both smart. You probably would've figured it out soon, anyway. I mean, at the birthday party, Arthur drank gallon after gallon of whiskey and looked perfectly fine."

She suddenly clapped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide.

"Oh, no! They told me not to say anything. How did I let that slip?"

Gloria and I looked at each other.

Only then did it hit us.

Arthur had never looked sick at all.

When we went down the mountain during my pregnancy, I had seen him myself, full of energy. But I had been exhausted from the long walk, barely able to stay upright, let alone pay attention.

Now, that memory came rushing back, and a chill crept up my spine.

If the babies' cardiogen wasn't needed for Arthur, then who was it for?

In this world, there was only one person Lesley and Eddie cared about that much.

The woman standing right in front of us. Judy.

Lesley said Judy was so ill that she could barely breathe, and she needed plants nearby to help her rest.

Then why hadn't he noticed that his fragile patient was standing here in our villa, stirring up trouble?

They watched Judy so closely that there was no chance they missed it.

The second she went out, someone would have followed her to protect her.

Yet, they still allowed her to show up here. How was that anything but enabling her?

They might've even enjoyed it, believing Judy was getting jealous and fighting over them.

Seeing how pale Gloria and I had gone, Judy finally smiled, satisfied.

"Oh, right," she added casually. "Lesley and Eddie are about to take me back to the Mistbound Pack's territory. It's market week over there. They're going shopping with me. I figured you probably don't want to see them right now, anyway. This is a good chance for you to rest and recover."

She sounded considerate, but her eyes kept drifting to our bellies.

She was showing off!

When she left, Gloria and I forced ourselves up with the servants' help and followed.

I wanted to push them to sever our bonds as soon as possible. Neither of us wanted to be tools they used to make Judy jealous ever again.

But all we saw was Lesley and Eddie walking on either side of her, guarding her closely.

Lesley spoke gently. "Why did you come out so late? Do you know how worried Eddie and I were?"

"Yeah," Eddie chimed in right away. "This place is so remote. What if something happened? You've only just started feeling better. Don't wander around."

That tenderness, the way they treated her like something precious, was something Gloria and I had never once received.

Judy laughed softly. "Stop it. I heard that Margot and Gloria were upset because of me, so I came to smooth things over."

Lesley lifted a hand and stroked her hair, his voice full of affection. "They're always like that. Don't mind them. You shouldn't come here and suffer like this."

Eddie nodded. "Exactly. I'll divorce Gloria soon, anyway. She's just some stray girl. She really thinks she can climb all over me?"

Lesley echoed him, making his stance clear. "They're both difficult. It's obvious they're not fit to stay with the Dixons."

"Lesley!" I screamed, my voice breaking. "You're going to regret this!"

"You heartless ingrate!" Gloria shouted, too, shaking with rage. "I carried your child! Is this how you see me?"

If the Dixon brothers had just turned around and taken one look, they would've seen it.

They would've seen that the round swell of my stomach and Gloria's was gone. They would've known our babies were dead, and they would've known every word we said was the truth.

We could've finally torn Judy's lies apart.

But they only stiffened for a second.

Just as they were about to turn, Judy let out a soft, pained sound. She pressed a hand to her chest and swayed.

"My chest feels tight."

They panicked instantly.

Lesley scooped her up and sprinted down the mountain without hesitation. His arms were strong and steady. Even on the rocky path, she didn't jolt once.

Yet, he had forced me to walk those same roads for a full day and night while I was heavily pregnant.

Eddie didn't even look back. "Those two cruel women must've upset Judy. That's what triggered her condition. Take her back now. I'll go get a doctor."

Judy won again.

Gloria and I were left standing there alone.

We didn't belong with the Dixons. Our husbands refused to stand up for us.

Even severing our bonds felt impossible.

With no other choice, Gloria and I wrote a letter and asked Regina to rush it to my father.

By the time my father arrived, our bodies had mostly recovered.

But after everything we endured during pregnancy, then miscarrying without proper care, the damage would probably follow us for life.

My father never blamed me for being stubborn, for insisting on marrying a werewolf.

He just held my hand, eyes red, and said, "I will cure you."

So I wouldn't have to suffer more on the road, my father stayed at the villa for the time being.

Not long after, Lesley and Eddie hurried back from out of town.

They abandoned their trip with Judy. They must've heard that the famous chief healer had arrived.

I was sure they weren't worried that my father would hold them accountable. They only wanted him to treat their precious, "frail" Judy.

Judy walked slowly around the room, saying nothing at first. Then, her eyes reddened.

She finally raised her voice just enough.

"They only took me home because I wasn't feeling well and missed home. They just wanted me to get some fresh air. To me, they're like brothers. There's nothing between us. It's not what Margot and Gloria think.

"A woman's reputation is everything. What did I ever do to deserve being accused of something so disgraceful?

"Are you jealous of me? Or is it that you simply don't want to help me? If you don't want me alive, just say it. There's no need to destroy my name.

"At this point, I might as well die!"

Footsteps rushed toward the room.

Judy chose that exact moment to turn and slam herself into a pillar.

Eddie caught her just in time and pulled her into his arms. His hands were shaking, as if he had nearly lost something precious.

Then, Lesley charged forward without warning and slapped me across the face.

My head snapped to the side. I fell to the floor, the taste of blood filling my mouth. I heard his voice, burning with rage.

"Why are you so jealous? What did Judy ever do to you? You're so vicious that you'd rather see her dead!"

Then, his breath hitched.

His hands clamped around my arms, yanking me up from the ground.

"Your belly's flat," he said hoarsely. "What happened? Where's the baby?!"