Selene

"I, Kieran Lucien, Alpha of the Spiritwhisper Pack, hereby reject Selene Alex as my mate and the Luna of my pack."

The words fell like a blade, delivered with the chilling precision of an executioner. For a heartbeat, silence filled the room, suffocating and dense.Then came the pain.

A sudden, savage rip through my soul, as if something sacred had been forcibly severed. My knees threatened to buckle, but I stood still. I couldn't show weakness—not here, not to him.

"No! He cannot do this without your acceptance. It is not complete. It is not real!" My wolf Elena shrieked.

My hand trembled slightly as I gripped the edge of the table, willing myself to breathe.

He still hadn't turned around.

Coward.

Golden sunlight washed over his back, dignified and detached. There was no emotion in his posture, only rigid composure, as if I were just another task to strike off his list.

The divorce papers lay on the table. "I've signed," he said, still facing the window. "Now it's your turn."

This voice was once my warm harbor, but now it's cold and unfamiliar. Maybe it's better this way, that all illusions are shattered today.

"Since we had a prenuptial agreement," he continued, "there won't be any issues with asset division. As compensation, I'll give you two million dollars and a house in the West District. After all, I can't tell my grandfather you're leaving the pack with nothing."

This sentence woke me up like a slap in the face- did he think I endure the three years of neglect for money?

"What a generous, Alpha Kieran." I stood up with a graceful sarcasm in my voice, "But I think you misunderstood something. I never need your alms."

"Does your grandfather know you want to sever our mate bond?" I asked,.

He laughed under his breath, bitter and humorless. "Does it matter? Or would you rather I tell him how you shattered his ancestral silver bracelet? Could you face him after that?"

A dangerous glint flashed in my eyes as I calmly said, "That bracelet just cracked a seam, not shattered. But since you chose to believe that scheming woman's lies, I have nothing to say." He turned around violently, and his handsome face still managed to make people's hearts flutter. But I've seen through the hypocrisy under that skin.

"Stop lying," he said, his voice sharper now. "You deliberately broke it to come between Evelyn and me. Why bother denying it?"

"Deny it?" I smiled coldly, "Kieran, do you really think I care about that woman? If I wanted to get rid of her, I wouldn't have to resort to such poor tactics."

His phone buzzed.

He grabbed it like salvation. "Evelyn?"

The sudden softness in his voice made my skin crawl.

"I'm at the airport, Kieran," came Evelyn's honey-sweet reply.

"I thought you weren't arriving until tonight..."

"I wanted to surprise you!"

"Wait for me. I'm coming right now."

He barely looked at me as he walked out. Just a shadow in the corner of his eye.That's good. Ten years of unrequited love, three years of companionship, and I finally saw the hypocrisy of it all. I picked up a pen and wrote my name under his signature.

Let this ridiculous marriage end. Kieran, you think you can get the life you want by abandoning me? I touched the jade bracelet on my wrist—the only gift that mattered, from the one man who saw my worth.

I wasn't just anyone.

I was the rightful heir of the Shadowmoon Pack.

Kieran

I walked into the packhouse with Evelyn on my pach house, the soft scent of her perfume blending perfectly with the familiar air of dominance and order. She moved beside me like she belonged here, her steps graceful and confident. It was easy to imagine her as Luna—no, it was natural. Evelyn had the background, the temperament, the quiet strength that calmed even the most restless wolves. She fit.

We passed through the hall as greetings came from every corner. Warriors nodded. Omegas smiled. The atmosphere shifted, a quiet acknowledgment of change, of something… finally falling into place.

Still, Evelyn leaned in slightly, her voice lowered to a murmur only I could hear. "Kieran… Selene is still your Luna. Should we really be this public?"

A flicker of annoyance stirred in my chest, but I kept my tone even. "She won't cause trouble. There was never any love between us—only an agreement. She knows her place."

And yet, as if summoned by the mention of her name, my gaze was drawn to the far side of the hall.

There she was. Selene.

She was setting the table in the dining room, her movements mechanical, almost too precise. Still trying to be useful. Still pretending she belonged.

She didn't. Not really.

Before I could turn away,Beta Thomas came rushing in, his face flushed. "Alpha, Luna—Selene's gone!"

His words struck me like a slap, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"What do you mean gone?" My voice sharpened.

"She left just now," he said. "Didn't take anything. Took off her apron and walked out the back gate. A black car picked her up."

I didn't wait to hear more. I moved through the corridors, my steps quickening with each breath until I reached our bedroom.

It was spotless.

No clothes out of place. No scent lingering in the air except for a faint trace on the pillow. The only sign she had ever existed here was the divorce paper left neatly on the nightstand, her signature curling confidently beneath mine.

I stepped toward the window and caught a glimpse of the black Rolls Royce turning the corner, disappearing beyond the territory wall.

Something in my chest shifted, but I shoved the feeling aside. I pulled out my phone. "Trace this plate number: SJ-A9999."

Minutes passed, but they felt like hours.

Then the report came in.

"Registered to the CEO of KS Group," Thomas said quietly. "Shadowmoon Pack."

My hand tightened around the phone.

Shadowmoon?

Selene?

She'd walked away from me—without so much as a backward glance,and stepped into the car of one of the most influential Alphas alive?

Thomas hesitated again. "Alpha… about the mate bond. You severed it this morning, yes?"

"Yes. Why?"

He didn't meet my eyes. "Today… is Selene's birthday."

I froze.

Selene

The car smelled like leather and home. Aaron, my brother, held my hand gently, like he was afraid I'd fall apart.

"Henry has a fireworks show planned," he said. "Million-dollar scale, just for you."

I let out a soft laugh, "He's always been dramatic." But a warm feeling wells up in my heart - this is real family.

Leaning back in the leather seat, I felt the freedom I hadn't felt in a long time.Once again, I was the princess of the Shadowmoon Pack. Not the Luna of Spiritwhisper Pack. Not somebody's wife.

I opened my phone. No messages from Kieran.

But one from Evelyn.

[You knew I'd take back what's mine. Kieran was never yours. You were just a placeholder. Crawl back to wherever you came from.]

My smile turned dangerous, and Elena let out a low growl of pleasure inside her "what a stupid woman, to think she'd really won?"

I didn't respond. I didn't have to. My silence was the answer.

Aaron glanced at me, sensing the shift. "Selene," he said, his voice tinged with protectiveness. "What are you thinking?"

I turned my head to the window, watching the city blur into trees and moonlit hills.

"Today's my birthday," I said calmly.

His jaw tightened. "That bastard… he knew."

"He did." I nodded. "And that's exactly why I'm glad it ends today."

"I've made it this far," I whispered. "And if I ever look back… may the Moon Goddess strike me down."

And I meant it—not as a curse, but as a vow.

Because I wasn't going back.

Not to Spiritwhisper.

Not to Kieran.

Not to the girl who once waited by the door, hoping to be wanted.

I was done waiting.