“Get out of my house!” her father roared.
Five years ago, Anastasia Tillman was dragged down the stairs and called a disgrace. Her stepsister cried fake tears. Her stepmother smiled. Her own father slapped her and disowned her without listening to a single word.
She was accused of selling her body for money.
She tried to speak.
No one believed her.
That same night, she walked away from her pack with nothing but a small suitcase… and a secret growing inside her.
The Alpha’s child.
Five years later, she returns   not as the broken girl they threw away, but as a quiet, successful woman raising a brilliant little boy on her own.
She does not want revenge.
She does not want their money.
She only wants peace.
But fate is cruel.
The powerful Alpha who once held her in the dark is now her boss.
He does not remember her face.
But when he stands close to her, his wolf stirs.
Because he remembers her scent.
The girl who trembled beneath him.
The girl whose tears he never forgot.
There is only one problem.
Another woman has already claimed to be that girl.
And the Alpha believes her.
Now Anastasia must work under the man who unknowingly fathered her son… while watching another woman try to take her place.
She will not beg.
She will not chase.
But when the truth comes out   when the Alpha learns that the quiet little boy with silver-blue eyes is his heir  
The entire kingdom will shake.
Because the girl they threw away…
Is the Luna they can’t live without.

Jared became my small model, standing before me with a bright smile that showed his tiny teeth, his energy already carrying the instinct of pack. I lifted my phone, capturing photos and videos, determined to keep every stage of his growth alive for the day he would stand with his mate under the pack's gaze. He had once been a fragile infant guided only by scent and touch, but now he ran ahead, laughter spilling into the air as instinct drove his steps. Time had moved faster than I could hold, and though pride filled me, something deeper ached as I watched him grow beyond the child I once carried. When he darted away again, my body reacted first, instincts tightening as I rose and followed his scent without hesitation.


Chapter 278 - The Quiet Pull of Blood