Chapter 3

The moonstone bracelet on my wrist suddenly snapped. Moonstones scattered across the floor.

He had made it for me by hand when we first confirmed our alliance marriage, engraved with both our wolf insignias.

I winced in pain and met his bloodshot wolf eyes directly. "What are you talking about?"

Footsteps sounded in the hallway.

Seraphina appeared at the doorway, her face pale, leaning against the frame. Her wrist was wrapped in thick bandages.

She bit her lower lip, trembling all over.

"Lila, I know you don't like me, but there's a little life in my belly too. What you did today was too much."

Rage surged through me. I shook off Ethan's grip, my fury boiling.

"I didn't do anything! I would never stoop to such despicable methods to hurt you!"

I advanced on Seraphina angrily. She backed away, tears streaming down her face.

A sharp slap rang out. My cheek burned with stinging pain.

Ethan stood before me, ice-cold, his broad frame completely shielding Seraphina. His wolf claws had emerged, radiating aggression.

I stood frozen. His eyes held anger, contempt, resentment, but not a trace of the trust he once had.

He had once said that no matter what happened, he would trust me unconditionally and stand by my side.

A sudden dropping pain shot through my lower abdomen. I braced myself against the wall and slowly slid to the floor.

But Ethan didn't spare me a single glance. He even moved his foot away in disgust, as if afraid I would contaminate him.

I bit down hard, refusing to show any weakness.

Seraphina's sobs echoed through the room, along with Ethan's low, gentle words of comfort.

I suddenly remembered two years ago during a hunt in the mountain forest. Seraphina and I had both encountered a black bear.

Seraphina had carried a beast-repelling sachet, while I had been notified to participate at the last minute and hadn't had time to prepare.

Yet Ethan's first reaction was to protect her.

Only after confirming Seraphina was completely unharmed did he remember me, still exposed in the bear's line of sight.

I lost control and overturned the tea table beside me. Shattered cup fragments flew, cutting Ethan's hand.

He grunted but immediately checked whether Seraphina was injured. Upon seeing the tiny scratch on her finger, he immediately scooped her up in his arms and coldly ordered the butler.

"Lock the Luna in the dungeon. Without my permission, don't give her any food or water, and don't let anyone visit her. I won't have her going out to harm people again!"

The door slammed shut. The sound of the lock stabbed painfully at my eardrums.

Delayed pain ripped through my belly. I fearfully clutched my abdomen. Warmth trickled between my legs.

My light-colored dress was instantly stained with a large patch of vivid crimson. My mind went blank.

Violent contractions tore through my entire body. I crawled frantically to the door and pounded on it, my voice trembling uncontrollably with terror.

"Ethan, I'm bleeding. Please open the door. Take me to the doctor. I'm going to lose the pup..."

The footsteps outside the door paused, then drew closer. A flicker of hope ignited in my heart.

The door handle turned slightly, followed by Ethan's cold, mocking voice.

"Lila, I won't fall for your childish tricks anymore."

My heart sank. I beat the door frantically.

"Ethan, come back! I'm not lying! My belly really hurts. The baby is in danger!"

Only dead silence answered me.

My phone wasn't with me. Blood flowed more and more. My belly felt like someone was tearing me apart inside.

As consciousness faded, I finally remembered the emergency rescue brooch my mother had given me.

It connected directly to Silver Pack's guard team and emergency doctors.

I used every ounce of strength to drag myself to the corner of the dungeon, fumbled for the brooch hidden in my collar, and pressed the emergency button with all my might.

Then consciousness abandoned me completely, and I collapsed onto the cold, damp stone floor.

When I woke again, the scent of disinfectant and bitter herbs filled my nostrils.

I frantically felt for my belly. It was completely flat. I couldn't sense even a trace of the pup's presence.

Realizing I had lost my most precious treasure, I broke down and sobbed, a dull, hollow ache cutting through me.

The doctor stood nearby and sighed with regret. "If you'd been brought in half an hour earlier, the pup might have been saved."

The second time. This was the second time.

Ethan, you are the one who killed my children.