Chapter 1

After my miscarriage, I changed all the habits that Pathseekers Pack Alpha Ronan found annoying.

I stopped asking about his whereabouts. When he didn't come home all night, I slept peacefully.

Even when I was injured in a Rogue attack and the doctor asked me to notify family, I simply answered calmly: "I don't have any family."

The nurse recognized me: "You're Luna Nyla, aren't you? Alpha Ronan is inspecting the office building next door. Should I go notify him?"

I shook my head gently. "No need."

Yet half an hour later, Ronan came anyway.

His posture was rigid, his voice cold: "Why didn't you come to me when you got injured?"

I lowered my eyes. "It's minor. No need to trouble you."

The understated tone inexplicably irritated Ronan.

Just as he was about to speak, voices from the Beta guards outside drifted through the door: "Alpha Ronan really cares about Vivian. When she got hurt by Rogues and injured her foot, he called in a helicopter and personally carried her on and off, didn't even let her feet touch the ground."

Ronan's heart clenched. From the corner of his eye, he couldn't help glancing at me, seemingly waiting for me to interrogate and argue like before.

But I didn't even flutter an eyelash. I simply leaned quietly against the bed with my eyes closed, resting.