Chapter 6
Felicity’s POV
The inn I chose was near the ocean, and the moment I pulled back the curtains in the morning, I was greeted by the breathtaking view of the sea.
The sky was a brilliant blue, the waves stretched endlessly, and a flock of seabirds hovered above, diving into the water in search of prey. It was a truly picturesque scene.
I had always loved the ocean, but growing up, I never had the chance to see it.
Back then, my father was a gambler who racked up enormous debts and drowned himself in
alcohol.
Every time he got drunk, he would beat my mother. More than once, if I hadn’t arrived in time to call the authorities, she might not have survived.
But luck was never meant to last.
One day, when I returned home from school, I found my mother lying on the floor, barely alive, surrounded by a pool of blood. My father was nowhere to be found.
I reported him to Alpha of the pack, but it was as if he had vanished from the earth–never to be
seen again.
The trauma of my childhood left an irreversible mark on me, like a scar burned deep into my soul. For the next ten years, it haunted my nights, tormenting me relentlessly.
I hated myself for being powerless, for not being able to take my mother away and protect her. But what I resented even more was my mother’s blind love for my father. Despite his abuse, she stayed
with him until the day he killed her.
Because of this, I refused to believe in love. I built walls around myself, rejecting any form of
intimacy–until Dorian came along.
At the time, Dorian had just become Alpha of the Silverclaw Pack. We met at a mate gathering and
mated to each other, but my parents‘ tragedy had left me too broken to accept the bond. Yet, Dorian
never gave up on me.
For five long years, he pursued me with unwavering devotion.
He always appeared when I was in trouble, fulfilling every material need and surprising me with
gifts sometimes.
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Every year on my birthday, he would celebrate it with me, presenting me with the most exquisite jewelry. The moment I showed the slightest interest in one of them, he would light up with joy.
When he learned of my love for the ocean, he made it a tradition to take me to the seaside every month until I finally became his Luna.
Later, I worried that our monthly trips would delay his pack meetings. After much effort, I
convinced him to cancel them.
Dorian had been a beacon of light in my dark world. He gave me hope, a reason to live. He taught me the beauty of life.
But he also dealt me the cruelest blow. He made me realize just how complicated human nature
could be.
No matter how deeply you loved someone, no matter how destined you were to be together, it still wouldn’t stop him from betraying you.
He didn’t just cheat on me. He even had my womb cut out–just to clear the way for another woman’s child to become the pack heir.
This afternoon, I went to the hospital for a checkup. The results confirmed what I already knew- my womb was gone.
I had mentally prepared myself for this, but seeing it written in black and white still sent a sharp, twisting pain through my heart.
On the first day of our mating ceremony, I had told Dorian how much I loved children, how I dreamed of having a child of our own.
He had smiled at me then, his expression filled with adoration. He said he had always wanted a baby with me but had never brought it up because he didn’t want to pressure me.
Yet fate mocked us. I was born infertile and hard to get pregnant. For four years as his Luna, no matter how desperately Dorian and I tried, my womb remained barren.
I blamed myself. Night after night, I cried in silence, drowning in guilt. Dorian would always hold me close, whispering words of comfort, telling me that none of it mattered–as long as I was by his
side, he would be happy.
His voice had been lighthearted, reassuring, as if he truly didn’t care.
But I had seen the disappointment in his eyes. Deep down, he had wanted a child even more than I
did.
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Then, after years of heartbreak and countless failed attempts, I finally conceived in June.
The moment I saw the positive–test, I had never been so happy in my entire life.
I couldn’t wait to share the news with Dorian.
But when I did, he didn’t react the way I expected. There was no joy, no excitement–not even a flicker of sorrow in his eyes.
At the time, I didn’t understand.
I thought something had happened in the pack, that he was just distracted.
It wasn’t until now that I realized the truth. He had been afraid that my child would be a threat to
Rosalie’s.
And then, I lost the baby. The child I had prayed for, fought for–gone in an instant.
I had cried until I couldn’t breathe, mourning my child until I collapsed from exhaustion.
And Dorian? He had been relieved.
Looking back now, he must have been secretly hoping for this outcome all along.
Strangely enough, I felt a sense of gratitude that my child was gone.
At least the baby never had to grow up in a home without a father’s love.
But what I never expected was for Dorian to find me here.
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