The Disdained Luna Who Rose Alone

Evelyn's POV

My hands shook as I held the test results.

"Congratulations," the pack doctor said, avoiding my eyes. "You're pregnant. But as a wolfless Omega, you must avoid stress. Strong emotions could harm the baby."

I forced a smile, the words stinging like always. Omega. Wolfless. Pregnant again.

This should be happy news. Instead, I felt only fear. I knew the pattern: I'd carry this pup, birth it alone, then watch others raise it.

Diana, Alpha Calvin's mother, made sure of that.

"An Omega like you has no right to guide future Alphas," she always said.

I touched my belly gently. "Will they steal you from me too?"The question burned like acid in my throat.

That night, I prepared dinner and waited for Calvin and the boys. Hours passed. The food turned cold. My heart sank deeper with every tick of the clock.

I sat in the living room, unsure if I should call Calvin. Without a wolf, I could not connect to the pack bond or mind-link like the others.

My phone buzzed. I grabbed it, heart stuttering with naive hope.

Maybe it was Calvin. But it wasn't. It was a video.

Shaky hands opened the message.

The video showed the pack gathering. Calvin sat in his Alpha chair, wearing his black suit. The twins stood beside him, beaming. And there was Clara.

Clara, his first love from Calypso Pack, smiled like she belonged. Like she'd never left his side.

"Who do you love more?" she asked sweetly, touching Rhys's hair. "Aunt Clara or Mommy?"

"Aunt Clara!" Rhys answered instantly.

The video was captioned. "Alpha's Family." My heart sank.

I barely reached the bathroom before getting sick. Collapsed on the floor, crying.

Five years of cold marriage. Not once had Calvin smiled at me like he smiled at her. And now my own children chose her too.

The front door opened while I still sat there sobbing. Calvin carried sleeping Rowan upstairs, Rhys bouncing behind them. They stopped when they saw me.

"Mommy!" Rhys hugged my legs. "We had so much fun at the gathering with Aunt Clara!"

I forced a weak smile. "That's nice."

Calvin didn't even look at me as he carried Rowan upstairs.

Later, in our bedroom, I sat waiting. The door opened and Calvin stepped out of the bathroom, hair damp, robe clinging to his frame.

He saw me. "Why aren't you asleep?"

"I want to talk."

He didn't move. "About what?"

"Why wasn't I invited to the pack gathering? I'm Luna. I should've been there."

He chuckled without humor. "Luna? Evelyn, stop pretending. Without that alliance, do you think I would've ever chosen you?"

His words sliced through me.For five years, I thought we had something. But now, he denied it all.

I swallowed hard. "And Clara? Is she the Luna you want now?"

His eyes darkened. He stepped closer, the weight of his Alpha aura crashing down like a wave.

"Don't test me, Evelyn. Know your place."

I looked up at him, meeting his gaze. And then I said the words that had been buried in my heart all along.

"Then reject me."

A flicker of shock crossed his eyes, but it disappeared just as quickly.

"After you married me, your pack merged with mine, Evelyn. If you leave me, you have nowhere to go," he said flatly. "If you're bored, find something useful to do."

I gave a bitter smile. So that's what he thought of me, just a bored woman looking for attention.

He turned to leave, but paused at my next words.

"I mean it," I said quietly.

He looked back with annoyance, completely unfazed. "I don't have time for your nonsense. I'm already busy enough. And if you leave the Pack, you'll never see the twins again," he said coldly before slamming the door behind him.

His words sent a chill crawling down my spine, my entire body gripped by a paralyzing fear.

My hand instinctively moved to my belly.

What about the pup inside me? No. I couldn't lose this pup too. I had to leave before anyone found out I was pregnant.

The next morning, at breakfast, I tried to smile as Rowan and Rhys devoured their food. Calvin had left early, as usual.

"Mommy," Rowan asked, "why can't you turn into a wolf?"

My hands trembled.

"Because... Mommy is special," I said.

Rhys pouted. "Aunt Clara says wolves who can't shift are defective. Mommy, are you defective?"

The cup slipped from my grasp. I barely caught it in time.

"No, sweetheart. Mommy's just... different."

"But Dad said--"

"Enough!" My voice cracked. "Eat and go to training. No more questions."

The twins fell silent. I retreated into the kitchen, pressing my back against the wall as silent tears fell.

Then the doorbell rang. I opened the door to see Beta Zeon.

"Luna Evelyn. Alpha Calvin has ordered you be relocated to the villa district. It's more private."

I froze. "But... the pups?"

"Alpha Calvin will arrange everything."

I knew what this meant.He was clearing space. For Clara.

I nodded numbly. "Okay."He left without another word.Upstairs noises caught my attention.

"Rhys? Rowan?" No answer. I rushed to their empty room, my heart dropping. My pups were gone.

I ran through the forest calling their names until laughter drew me to a clearing. There they were with Calvin, Clara, and Diana having a picnic.

I pressed against a tree, watching.

"Dad, show us your wolf again!" Rhys begged.

Calvin shifted into his black wolf form while the twins cheered, climbing onto him. Clara transformed too, her brown wolf circling them playfully.

"Aunt Clara is amazing!" Rowan exclaimed.

Diana smiled smugly. "Clara is the perfect Luna, unlike that useless one who can't shift."

My chest tightened. Would everything be different if I could transform?

Calvin's head snapped toward my hiding spot. "Come out," he ordered coldly.

The twins called "Mommy!" but Diana's glare silenced them.

"Why are you here ruining our peaceful picnic?" Diana sneered.

"My pups disappeared. I was worried," I said firmly.

Clara's smile dripped honey. "We should have told you."

"They're MY pups!" I snapped. "You can't just take them!"

"You're making a scene," Calvin warned.

"Let me! They're my children! Take everything else, but not them!"

Diana laughed. "Your pups? They're Bloodbane Pack heirs. What right does a wolfless Omega have in Pack matters?"

"The pups need a proper Pack mother," Clara added sweetly. "You can't give them that."

But when I called to my children, they hid behind Clara.

"Is it true you're not Dad's real mate?" Rowan asked.

"I want to stay with Aunt Clara," Rhys declared.

Clara smiled triumphantly. "See? They prefer me. I should be Calvin's mate, not a worthless Omega."

Calvin said nothing. He didn't defend me as if he'd been waiting for this.

The twins didn't want me, Calvin showed no love. There was nothing left here. For my unborn baby's sake, I needed to leave.

Through my tears, I decided. "I, Evelyn Blackwell, reject you, Alpha Calvin of Bloodbane Pack, as my mate and Alpha."

The mate bond snapped, searing pain ripping through me.

Calvin froze. For a moment, I thought I saw hurt in his eyes.

Or perhaps I imagined it.

I turned and walked away.

Evelyn's POV

Three Years Later.

The laboratory alarms suddenly blared, and I quickly pulled up the monitoring panel. The patient's vital signs were fluctuating violently.

"Gary, administer the stabilizer!" I ordered sharply.

Gary is my junior from medical school, a talented researcher who studied under the same professors as I did at Veridia's prestigious College of Medicine.

Through the glass, I watched the patient begin to convulse uncontrollably,a typical symptom of LDS. His eyes were already taking on a yellow tinge, signaling his wolf was close to taking control.

Gary moved swiftly, injecting the stabilizer. I stared intently at the data curves, my heart pounding against my ribs. This was our final clinical trial,we couldn't afford another failure.

Five minutes... ten minutes... fifteen minutes passed.

The readings gradually stabilized, and the patient's pupils returned to normal. Most importantly, he remained fully conscious.

"Dr. Blackwell!" Gary exclaimed excitedly. "It worked! The virus is gone. His mind is clear, no feral traits. Perfect readings, full shift control!"

I took a deep breath, double-checking all the data before speaking. "The experiment is successful. We can proceed with the mass production application. Contact Jackson about the Medical Association."

Jackson heads cyber security at Evelink Biosciences.His expertise protects our research data and tracks potential threats.

Cheers erupted throughout the laboratory.

LDS wasn't an ordinary disease. It specifically attacked werewolf genes, causing patients to gradually lose their sanity until they became purely instinct-driven beasts. The virus first appeared among noble bloodline packs and had now begun spreading through cities.

Three years ago, after leaving the Bloodbane Pack, I established Evelink Biosciences Laboratory and began this research project. Finally, we had results.

Gary's voice interrupted my thoughts."Mrs. Blackwell, there's something that requires your attention."

"What is it?"

"Our Moonshade Root reserves are running low. The plant is nearly extinct now,we need to secure a new supply source urgently."

I frowned. Moonshade Root was the key ingredient in our medication. Without it, all our efforts would be for nothing.

Just then, Jackson called. "Dr. Blackwell, I've found something. There's a forest on the Viremont border with soil and climate conditions perfect for growing Moonshade Root. In fact, it's the only known successful transplant location."

"Who owns it?" I asked immediately.

"It's currently unclaimed. The Viremont government is opening public bids for development. Several major companies have already expressed interest."

"The government has named this bidding project 'The Red Cedar Resort', apparently planning to develop it for tourism."

I tensed, feeling the burden crush down. Without that land and its Moonshade Root, everything would crumble. Our supplies would last two weeks at most. No land meant no mass production, and thousands of werewolves would fall to madness.

My stomach churned at the thought. I'd watched LDS destroy too many lives, seen mighty Alphas turn feral, attacking their own mates and pups. We finally had a cure, but without this ingredient, it was useless. We couldn't fail now.

I looked at Eryx, my silent guardian in the corner. When I left Bloodbane Pack, he chose to follow me--even though others called him a traitor for following a wolfless Omega-- for his oath to my father remained unbroken.

"Go to Ravenshade," I told him. "Work with the Urban Bureau. Get that land. Whatever it costs."

He nodded and left.

After assigning tasks to the rest of the laboratory staff, I returned to my office, shrugged off my lab coat, and collapsed into my chair. My thoughts drifted back to the path that had led me here.

As a fresh graduate from Veridia's top medical school, I had dreamed of becoming a doctor, using my skills and passion to make a difference. But just as my career was about to begin, my world shattered. My parents died in a sudden accident, leaving me alone to lead a pack I had never intended to command.

Shortly after the funeral, Alpha Gregory, leader of the powerful Bloodbane Pack and Calvin Wolf's father, came to see me.

"Your parents arranged for you to mate with my son," he said. "For the future of your pack, honor this contract."

I was an Omega without a wolf, a sign of weakness in the werewolf world. No pack would trust someone like me to lead, so I agreed.

During my time with Calvin, I fulfilled all expectations. I bore twin heirs. I played the role of the dutiful Luna and loving mother. I abandoned my former dreams.

Now I know it was a mistake.

Three years ago, after refusing Calvin, I moved to Viremont, a mid-sized city with no organized werewolf community.

No packs, no politics, no expectations. Just a place where I could finally breathe.

Using my father's inheritance and substantial savings, I established Evelink Biosciences laboratory with several colleagues from Veridia Medical School.

As founder and chief scientist, we first made our fortune developing human cancer treatments. The company quickly went public with a market value of billions.

After securing financial success, our team focused on werewolf gene therapy and antiviral drug development projects.

In Viremont, I found something I hadn't felt in years-peace.I was no longer the whispered-about Omega without a wolf. Instead, I was a respected doctor, known for my work. A woman living life on her own terms.

That evening, after returning home, I turned on the radio.The announcer reported, "Severe rainstorms are forecast for Viremont tonight.The government urges all residents to stay indoors. This is a red alert..."

Soft pink light colored the sky as the rain poured relentlessly outside. I stood by the window in my room, watching the storm ravage the city.

The clock struck midnight, interrupting my thoughts.

Finally, the time had come.

Closing the curtain, I returned to my daughter's bedside.

"Happy birthday, my little one. May you grow up happy and strong," I whispered, kissing her soft cheek.

Today was her second birthday. Alexis stirred slightly, clutching her plush bear, then fell asleep again.

I smiled, leaning on the pillow beside her. Reaching into the bedside drawer, I pulled out a black diary. Inside was a treasured photo of my twin sons,Rowan and Rhys,the only memento I had kept since leaving the Bloodbane Packhouse three years ago.

Tracing the picture with my finger, a tear fell quietly onto the image."I wish you all the happiness in the world, my boys."

Rowan and Rhys had just turned seven two months ago, but I hadn't been there to see it. I nearly lost my life giving birth to them, but I never regretted it.

Not a day passed in these three years when I didn't think about them. I longed to bring them here, but I wasn't strong enough to challenge the Bloodbane Pack's power.

My contacts in the Packhouse kept me informed.They said the boys were happy with their father, just as I had hoped before leaving.

I didn't want to ruin that peace.

Recently, my informants told me Rowan and Rhys might be coming to Viremont with Calvin. I was curious about what brought them here.

I almost rushed out to see them but stopped myself.I couldn't risk losing Alexis.To a wolf pack, Alpha's children are precious assets.

My precious Alexis, born without a scent. Unlike her healthy twin brothers, she was different. I feared she'd face the same prejudice I had.

Thunder cracked. I sheltered sleeping Alexis as the doorbell started ringing.

Who would come at this hour in such a storm?

I approached the window, parting the curtains cautiously. Headlights blurred by rain illuminated a car parked outside.

My frown deepened.

In this villa where I lived with Alexis and three loyal female servants, safety was paramount. At midnight during a rainstorm, I wasn't eager to open the door.

But the persistent ringing continued.

One of my servants, Nina, came to me quietly.

"Ma'am, should I open the door?"

"No," I said firmly. "If they're not turned away, they'll leave."

She returned minutes later. "They have a sick child, Ma'am. They're asking for you specifically."

I hesitated and looked again at the storm outside.

Outside the villa, I had established a small clinic called Moonveil Clinic.It mainly served supernatural beings.Though the number of our kind in Viremont was small, I still hoped to offer help to those desperate and sick, with nowhere else to turn.

I never turned patients away, but tonight I was wary.

"All right," I said. "I'll see them. You stay with Alexis."

Nina nodded.

I walked down the stairs. The other two servants were near the door, anxious.

The doorbell rang again, urgent.

I activated the intercom camera.

A man's blurred face appeared on screen, raindrops streaking across the lens.

"What do you want?" I asked steadily.

"Please, we need to see Dr. Blackwell," the man said urgently.

"I'm sorry, but at this hour, I can't open the door. Come tomorrow morning, and I'll see your patient. Please leave, or I'll call the police," I replied firmly.

"Ma'am, please understand! We're not dangerous! Our child has a high fever! If you don't believe me, I can show my ID!" The man hurriedly showed a card to the camera.

I was about to refuse again, but then his next words stopped me cold.

"Ma'am, my boss is Calvin Wolfe, CEO of Wolfe Haven International. You can verify him online."

"If you agree, he'll pay any price for his son's treatment. The child is very sick. Please help us, Ma'am!"

Evelyn's POV

Calvin Wolfe?

My heart stopped when I heard that name over the intercom.

...My ex-mate. The Alpha of the Bloodbane Pack.

Wolfe Haven International was the pack's company. I knew it all too well. Diana had made it clear that Alpha Gregory insisted Calvin must become my mate before he could inherit his share of the company.

I knew they were coming to Viremont, but I didn't expect to see them so soon. After three years, just thinking about seeing him again brought back the pain of our broken mate bond. The pain was still as sharp as ever, leaving me frozen at the front door.

A loud thunder shook the whole villa. Right after that, I heard Alexis crying from upstairs. "Mama...!"

Her cry snapped me out of my thoughts. Though man's voice was still coming through the intercom and the doorbell kept ringing, nothing was more important than my scared child. I turned away from the door and rushed upstairs.

When I entered her room, Alexis was sitting up in bed, crying and hugging her teddy bear tight.

"It's okay, baby. Mama's here," I said, hugging her close. I rubbed her back gently and whispered comforting words. She slowly calmed down as she buried her face in my neck.

While I was upstairs comforting my daughter, the man downstairs heard her crying with his keen werewolf hearing.

He was shouting, "Doctor, sorry to disturb you. We know your clinic is the only place here that helps supernatural creatures. We have a sick pup with a dangerous fever! You're a mother too, you understand how serious this is. We just need medicine, we won't come in. Please help!"

I closed my eyes, feeling a heavy pressure in my chest.

Looking out from the upstairs window, I saw someone standing in the rain. It was Beta Zeon, holding a car door open for his Alpha.

In the back seat, I saw Calvin Wolfe holding a child in his arms. He was wearing a black suit, still as handsome as ever, yet somehow he felt like a stranger to me.

That was my baby boy Rhys. I was pregnant with him for seven months and almost died giving birth to him.

I can't forget the night the twins were born. Rhys was much weaker than his brother Rowan. His cries were so faint, and I was too weak to hold him. The doctor said he might not survive the night. I still remember Calvin's face, empty and scared.

But those moments didn't matter in the end. They didn't stop what Calvin did later.

Rhys and Rowan... my twin sons. They probably don't even remember me now. They grew up with their father. Maybe they think I'm dead.

I knew all this, but my heart still softened.

After Alexis fell back asleep, I carefully tucked her in bed. The doorbell was still going, and I could hear man's desperate voice even from upstairs. I gave Alexis one last look before quietly leaving the room. Each step felt heavy as I walked back downstairs.

Ten minutes later, I stood at the front door with the chain lock still on. I handed the children's fever medicine through the small gap.

The man froze. His voice shook with surprise. "Luna... you're... you're alive?"

This man was a Gamma, a warrior of the pack.

"I'm not your Luna anymore," I said coldly. "Take the medicine and go."

Through the rain, I saw Calvin Wolfe in the back seat of the black SUV. He looked up and our eyes met through the rain and the gap in the door.

He recognized me. I felt a wave of pain that reminded me of everything we once were.

I stood behind the door as rain sprayed in, making my hair and shoulders wet. I was shaking from the cold or from his stare, I wasn't sure.

His eyes pinned me in place. He didn't move, but I could feel the storm of emotions inside him. I couldn't tell if he was angry, hurt, or something else. He was always hard to read.

"Ma'am!" the Gamma called again, begging. "Won't you... won't you see the young Alphas? They've missed you so much..."

My hands gripped the door tightly, but inside I was filled with doubt and hesitation.

Missed me? Did they really remember me? Or was the Gamma just saying that to get my help?

"It's fine... There's no need anymore," I said softly, my voice almost lost in the rain.

I was about to close the door when I saw Calvin got out of the car.

The rain soaked him completely, but he walked toward me like a king. His blue eyes were as intense as I remembered, and he moved with the same powerful grace that always made heads turn. He didn't even seem to notice his wet suit.

He had heard what I said,"There's no need."

I could feel his powerful presence getting closer. Everything seemed to stop, even the rain.

He stood just outside my door. His deep, attractive voice broke the silence.

"Evelyn Blackwell."

Just two words, but his rich voice still had the power to affect me. Without looking back, I quickly shut the door, my hand pressed against my pounding heart as my body went numb.

I heard Beta Zeon say,"Alpha, the storm's too dangerous for driving. I'll find a hotel."

From the window, I watched Calvin get back in the car while his beta ran off with an umbrella.

In these three years as Alexis's mother, I never stopped missing my sons. I had people check on them sometimes.

But I couldn't take them from the pack by force, especially when they loved their "Aunt Clara" more than me.

In the bathroom, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. All the painful memories from those three years that I tried to forget came rushing back, making me shake.

I couldn't sleep, worried about my sons.

"Ma'am! It's bad! The young Alpha's fever is getting worse, and he just threw up!"

"Doctor, please open the door." This time it was Calvin's voice.

Though I desperately wanted to avoid him, my maternal instinct was too strong to ignore. After swallowing the lump in my throat, I finally opened the door, only to meet his same cold, piercing gaze.

I stared at him and said with disgust, "Bring the patient in. I'll treat him."

However, Calvin didn't move. His icy blue eyes seemed to bore right through me.

Three years had passed, but he hadn't changed at all. His stillness was irritating me. "If you don't want me to treat your son, you can leave. Stop wasting time."

Still no response. Just as I was about to close the door in frustration, he suddenly wedged his foot in the gap, pushed the door open, and grabbed my arm firmly. "Evelyn, why wouldn't you open the door just now? How can you still be so heartless, just like three years ago!" he said in a low voice.

I yanked my hand back and turned to face him.

I glared at him fiercely. "Don't!" I snapped. "If you want me to treat your son, you'd better stop talking nonsense."

He seemed startled for a moment, then his thin lips curved into a mocking smile. "He's also your child, isn't he? Well, Dr. Blackwell, enough. Please, go ahead and treat my son."

"I'll pay whatever price you name in exchange."

I swallowed hard, my eyes locked on his. Even though his caustic words stung like poison, I refused to look away.

Without another word, he turned and walked back to his car. Before I could speak, my maid Maria offered to hold another umbrella to protect Rhys. After they brought him inside the villa, I led them to my chamber attached to the villa and gestured for Calvin to put him on the narrow white bed.

Seeing my younger son, my heart trembled. His face was flushed red, and he seemed dizzy. I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to rush to his side, hold him tight, and never let go.

"Cure him, and I'll pay any price," Calvin's arrogant voice pulled me back to reality.

"Don't move," I said softly.

I took out my stethoscope and sat beside him. My hands shook as my heart tightened, gently touching his small face.

I didn't want to fall apart in front of that man. My pride and anger toward him wouldn't allow me to show weakness.

I removed my hand from Rhys's face and held his wrist, biting my lips to hold back tears.

My little boy had grown so much. He looked exactly like his father, handsome and elegant, like a work of art. But his eyes were just like mine. How I wished I could see them open.

I quickly gathered the regular medications from the clinic and the specialized werewolf antibiotics I had developed, then gave Rhys an injection.

Thank the Moon Goddess, his high fever started to drop.

While I treated Rhys, Calvin's piercing gaze never left me, making me uncomfortable.

I prepared the medicine and had Rhys take it. "He's had his medicine. He'll be fine after a night's rest," I said, deliberately avoiding Calvin's eyes and looking elsewhere.

"Hmm." He grunted, "Name your price." His words felt like salt in my bleeding wounds.

"My treatment is priceless, Alpha Calvin. Your money isn't welcome here."

My response came out harsher than I intended. I glanced at my sick son, my heart twisting as I said, "Anyway, my work is done. I'll give him another injection in the morning, simple as that. You can leave now."

Just as I was about to leave the room, the door opened. Beta Zeon entered with my maid Maria.

Zeon looked pale and worried. "Alpha, the entire city is flooded. The roads are blocked, and the government has advised everyone to stay home."

"It seems we're stuck here for the night."