The Barren Luna He Threw Away

They called me the barren Luna. For five years, I wore that shame like armor—protecting him, loving him, believing in us. Then he brought her home. His mistress. His pup. And when I dared object, he branded my face and destroyed everything I loved. Now I'm gone, and he's finally realized what he's lost. He's tearing the territory apart searching for me, begging for forgiveness. But some betrayals burn too deep. And some women? They rise from the ashes.