The Alpha I'd been mated to for ten years finally became Alpha King. But the woman crowned Luna Queen wasn't me. Pack members whispered their sympathies. Ten years of loyalty. All for another woman's throne. I sat unbothered in my new quarters, slowly sipping water. Because I'm not really from this world. I'm a System User. My mission was simple: help Alaric become Alpha King, then die by his hand. Play the perfect unimportant role. Do that, and I go home with a hundred million dollars. I know this water is laced with Wolfs bane. The new Luna Queen slipped it in. But the water was a gift from Alaric. So this counts as dying by his hand, right? Perfect. I can finally go home. With a hundred million dollars. Back to my world. --- Pain exploded through my body. Darkness crept into the edges of my vision. The metallic taste of blood flooded my throat. I gripped the table's edge, but a grin pulled at my lips anyway. Finally. It's finally ending. I crashed to the floor, swallowed by darkness. But the System notification I'd been waiting for never came. I forced my heavy eyelids open. Above me—the familiar silver-threaded canopy. The Luna's Quarters. I was still in the Luna's Quarters. I blinked. Was I hallucinating? Had the System glitched? "Elara! You're awake?" A sharp voice cut through my confusion. Alaric's face came into focus, leaning over me. He still wore his ceremonial robes from the coronation—black silk embroidered with gold thread. A few strands of dark hair had escaped his crown. Clearly, I was still alive on his mating day to Seraphina. Seraphina. The White Wolf. Alaric's first love from his youth, who'd been claimed by his late father, the previous Alpha King. Their forbidden romance, now tragically sanctioned. To hide his shame, he'd mated with me instead—convenient, disposable me. Now that he was Alpha King, his first act was retrieving Seraphina from the Sanctuary of the Moon and making her his Luna Queen. I coughed weakly, finding my voice. "I didn't die?" "Of course you didn't die! A servant found you in time. You didn't drink much Wolfsbane, and the Pack Healer's antidote worked. You're going to be fine." Alaric's brows were drawn tight. "Oh. That's… unfortunate." I mumbled. There went my hundred million dollars. Alaric gripped my hand, his voice dropping lower. "Elara, don't worry. I'll find whoever did this. I'll make them pay." Before I could respond, hurried footsteps echoed outside. Seraphina swept into the room. "Alaric, we found out who it was." Alaric released my hand instantly, turning to her. "Who? Who dared?!"
Seraphina hesitated. "Perhaps you should question him yourself. I… I don't know what to say." An male omega servant was dragged in by guards and thrown to the floor. He prostrated himself immediately. "Alpha King, mercy! Luna Queen, mercy! She ordered me to get Wolfsbane from outside and mix it into her water. I was only following orders, Alpha King!" He slammed his forehead against the floor. Silence crashed through the room. Seraphina let out a theatrical sob and rushed to Alaric's side. "Sister… today is my mating day with Alaric. I know you're upset, but you can't hurt yourself to win his attention." Alaric's body went rigid. He turned slowly, his gaze locking onto mine. "Elara. Is what he's saying true?" I shook my head instinctively. "I didn't. I—" "Enough! The evidence is clear. You still want to lie? Elara, I always thought you were just cold. I never realized you were this vicious. You wanted to die? I'll make sure you live a long, miserable life instead. Maybe you'll learn something." He took a breath, then snapped out orders. "By my command as Alpha King: Elara is guilty of deception. Effective immediately, she's confined to the Luna's Quarters. No one enters or leaves without my direct permission. Remove all her privileges—food rations, healers, everything. Let her reflect on her sins." He didn't look at me again. Just wrapped his arm around Seraphina's waist and strode out. At the threshold, Seraphina glanced back. She was pretending to wipe tears, but I caught the smirk curling her lips. The door slammed shut. I collapsed back onto the bed. Fine. No healers. No food. That works. If I slowly starved to death like this, wouldn't that still count as dying by his order? After all, it was his decree. Maybe the System would accept it. I would got that a hundred million dollars and got back to my world. I closed my eyes, forcing myself to ignore the lingering pain in my body, and waited for death to come again. But I underestimated this werewolf body's resilience. Day after day, I suffered. But somehow, impossibly, I started to heal.
When I could finally stand without collapsing, I stumbled outside, desperate for sunlight. The Pack House was decorated everywhere—banners, flowers, ribbons. Almost obscenely festive. I grabbed a passing omega maid. "What's… what's the celebration for?" My voice came out raspy. She yanked her arm away irritably. "Mistress Elara, have you lost your mind locked up in there? The Luna Queen is pregnant! The Alpha King is overjoyed—he's pardoning prisoners across all territories and throwing a feast in the gardens tonight! I'm busy collecting my bonus, so don't hold me up!" She fled like I had a disease. I stood frozen. Then an unexpected surge of excitement rushed through me. This was perfect. A territory-wide celebration feast. If I caused a scene—attacked the Alpha King in front of everyone—he'd kill me for sure. Grinning to myself, I turned to head back and prepare. But just outside the Luna's Quarters, Beta Silas appeared, bowing low. "Mistress, the Alpha King's orders: in consideration of your years together, you're permitted to attend tonight's feast. He's sent you clothing and jewelry. Please dress appropriately." Behind him, two servants carried forward several boxes. I stared at the fabric they unfolded. A memory crashed into me, unbidden. Years ago, during a pack hunt, I'd taken a blade meant for Alaric. As I bled out on the forest floor, he'd knelt beside me, fingers tracing the wisteria embroidery on my torn dress. "Elara, hold on. Just hold on. When you wake up, I'll give you everything you love. Everything." I ran my fingers over the embroidery now. So he remembered. Too bad. Too late. I didn't want to remember anymore. After changing into the dress, I slipped a small silver dagger up my sleeve. The feast hall blazed with light and noise. Seraphina sat in the Luna's seat, radiant in gold. When she saw me enter, something dark flickered in her eyes. But she plastered on a smile. "You came! Quickly, prepare a seat for Mistress Elara." I took my place below the high table, hand wrapped tight around the dagger hidden in my sleeve, scanning for the right moment. Then Alaric arrived. I tensed, ready to lunge. Ready to end this. But everything went wrong in an instant.
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