Chapter 1 Chapter 1

I licked at Andrew's rotting wounds, tasting a bitterness more unbearable than death itself—these gaping gashes through his back, clearly the result of a fatal blow meant for a fellow warrior. Before he died, he was still smiling. "Mom, do you think Dad will be proud of me? I protected the pack like he taught me..." His memories tore through my mind, like a final howl of a wolf unwilling to be misunderstood by his father. Today, he earned an A in the warrior training camp competition—the only A. He had planned to go home and show it off to his Alpha father, but on the way, he received a cry for help from Lucas. Though he and Lucas weren’t on the best terms, Andrew still chose to go rescue him, only for Lucas to stab him with silver nails. Though it was Andrew's memory, I could feel his pain—silver could pierce through our healing abilities, and even the strongest werewolves could only watch helplessly as their blood drained away. Lucas and his companions laughed nearby, mocking the only A in the training camp, calling it "nothing special." I can't imagine how desperate Andrew must have felt, in the dark forest where the moonlight never reached, surrounded by his so-called "comrades" showing their sharp fangs! He was trapped in a silver trap, awaiting death. But my Inner Wolf sensed Andrew's faint presence. Following his scent, I found the dark forest but saw my mate, Anthony, walking out with Lucas in his arms. Lucas only had a scratch on his shoulder from a silver blade, yet Anthony was panicking, ordering Beta to give Lucas a special treatment channel. But when I begged him to come with me to find Andrew, he abandoned me in the forest. "Lucas is hurt! I’m taking him back to treat him. If you want to find Andrew, go find him yourself! That coward ran off long ago, probably hiding somewhere waiting for you to nurse him back to health!" I risked being torn apart by the Lone Wolf and found Andrew, barely hanging on to life. His body was covered in wounds, not a single inch of flesh unscathed. I tried to hold his wounds, but his blood poured through my fingers—silver had destroyed his healing ability. But when he saw me cry, he comforted me instead, "I can sense Dad’s scent, Mom. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine as long as he’s around." He didn’t know, the father he adored, the one he depended on, had already abandoned him for another son. I frantically linked with Anthony, but he blocked the mental connection. Beta told me the Alpha was praying for Lucas and had prohibited anyone from disturbing him. I couldn’t even cry anymore. His son was bleeding to death, and he was praying for another’s child. "Andrew, don’t be afraid. Mom will take you to the healer..." I sobbed as I held him. His wounds couldn't heal. His blood kept flowing, and he grew lighter in my arms. Andrew's voice became softer, as though the darkness of the forest was swallowing him, "I can hold on, Mom. Don’t worry." I took him to the healer’s quarters, but Anthony had already called the healer away to treat Lucas. Other doctors did their best to stop Andrew’s bleeding, but the ancient methods couldn’t halt the blood loss. One of them said, "Only the healer might be able to save him. The chance of recovery is low, but there's still hope." I wanted to beg Anthony, but Andrew held my hand. He had finally realized he had been abandoned, like a cub left behind by the pack in the dark. "Mom, don’t leave me, please don’t abandon me.""Don’t go looking for Dad. Anyone who disturbs his prayer will suffer the blood curse.""I’m cold... Can you hold me, please?""Mom, it feels so warm when you hold me. If I get another chance, I want to be your little wolf cub again, but... can you get me a new dad?" Andrew begged me to stay, but I couldn’t just watch him die. Ignoring the curse, I forcibly broke into the ancient altar. The incantations pressed on my nerves, but I gritted my teeth and knelt before Anthony, "Please... just look at Andrew once. He’s dying, he needs the crystal healing room." But Anthony, in a fit of rage, ordered me out of the altar. "You dare interrupt my prayer? Lucas nearly died trying to save your son! Your son ran off like a rabbit! What injuries could he have sustained? Does he deserve the crystal healing room?""Lucas is the most promising warrior in the pack! If Lucas can’t fight because of your son, I’ll throw him in jail for desertion myself!" In Andrew's memories, just before he died, he linked with me and heard his Alpha father pass judgment on him. The words were like the sharpest silver needles stabbing into his heart, destroying his last ounce of strength. The father he had always respected saw him as a coward who betrayed his comrades, giving the only treatment room to the one who had killed him. With his last breath, he shared his memories with me, leaving me to carry the weight of his father’s coldness and misunderstanding. He closed his eyes for the last time, just ten years old, with neither Anthony nor I by his side.

Chapter 2 Chapter 2

Andrew’s funeral was simple. I didn’t notify Anthony, and of course, I couldn’t reach him—he had blocked our mind link long ago. He spent day and night by Lucas’s side, comforting Lucas’s mother, Ivy, as if they were the real family. I left the pack alone with Andrew; I was going to take him far away from the pack that had betrayed him. At the moment my son was buried, Anthony suddenly linked me. I thought he had sensed Andrew’s passing, but instead, his voice came through with the commanding tone of an Alpha— "Lucas has woken up. You’re to bring Andrew here immediately and apologize. Have him kneel outside the treatment room. If Lucas doesn’t forgive him, he’ll never rise again!""Did you know Lucas has a broken bone? Ivy has been crying so hard that her eyes are swollen! You need to apologize to Ivy too! If you had properly taught your son, this wouldn’t have happened!""Why aren’t you speaking? Does that coward not even have the courage to admit his mistakes? How did you raise him? He doesn’t even know basic wolf customs! Lucas nearly died saving him..." Who saved whose life?! I immediately blocked Anthony’s link. Looking at the lifeless boy in the ice coffin, his wounds remained unhealed. He should have been the future Alpha, yet now, he had no tombstone. He was deceived by Lucas, pinned to a silver cross, but when the Lone Wolf attacked, he protected his packmates! Yet after his death, Lucas trampled on his corpse, proudly taking all the honors that should have belonged to my son. The howl of a grieving mother wolf echoed across the frozen tundra. A wolf must take revenge, and the vengeance must be deep enough to reach the bone! The death of my son must be paid for with blood! I will make them realize that a mother wolf driven to desperation is more deadly than any Alpha! After burying Andrew, I went to find Anthony. As my son once said, he didn’t want this father anymore. So I was willing to do whatever it took to sever the mate bond with Anthony. In the crystal healing room, Anthony was treating Lucas’s wounds. His voice was so gentle, a tone he’d never used with Andrew, "The silver poison hasn’t been completely cleansed. He needs to stay in the treatment room for another two days." Lucas appeared to be trying to act responsible, "Do I need to stay longer? I heard Andrew was also injured. Maybe the healer should treat him first? The pack rules say that strong wolves should give way to weaker ones." Just hearing Andrew’s name made Anthony’s face harden, "No need. He inherited my healing ability. Unless there’s a large amount of silver damaging his body, a few more days of treatment won’t matter." Lucas seemed amused by Anthony’s words, but I could see the smugness in his brown eyes—he was proud of having killed my son! I glared at Lucas. I would personally tear out the throat of "this beast"! Anthony seemed to sense the danger, shielding Lucas behind him like a protective parent, "Where’s Andrew? Why is it just you? That coward didn’t even dare come apologize?" I found everything before me utterly absurd, "Respectful Alpha, my son is dead. He can’t come apologize to your son." Anthony was furious, "What is wrong with you? I’ve explained this to you countless times!" I laughed, tears streaming down my face, "I know. I’ve heard it a hundred times. Ivy was abandoned by her mate, and a mother wolf has it hard raising her cubs, especially alone. As the Alpha of the pack, it’s your responsibility to care for them!""Isn’t it laughable? You’re supposed to be my mate, my son’s father, yet because Ivy is afraid of the dark, you abandon me when I’m ill and spend your nights guarding her; because Lucas gives you one look, you send away the puppy Andrew loved so much.""That puppy was killed by Lucas. Andrew cried for two days over it, and yet you scolded him for not being strong enough!""Hearing all of this, it seems like I’m the one abandoned by my mate, and Andrew is the one without a father!" Anthony was enraged by my words. He let out a roar, and the pressure of an Alpha’s dominance made me tremble— "Grace Howl, as Luna, how can you be so jealous? No wonder your son always bullies Lucas—looks like you taught him badly!""Why don’t you learn from Ivy? She raised Lucas to be so well-behaved, even though your son bullied him, he still went to save your son! And you—what do you do? You’re like a crazy mother wolf, snapping at anyone who crosses your path!" I closed my eyes, but the tears wouldn’t stop falling. Who bullied whom? Andrew was gentle by nature, but Lucas, relying on Anthony’s favor, had always bullied him. I had always thought the wolf cubs were just playing around, until I discovered countless blood claw marks on Andrew’s body! Before I had a chance to confront Anthony, he came back and beat Andrew up, locking him in the Blood Abyss for three days and nights. The reason? Lucas reported that Andrew had bullied him. Since then, Andrew had been bullied relentlessly, but never said a word to Anthony. He didn’t want to disappoint his father, so he chose to endure. I suddenly realized how meaningless all of this was, "Anthony, let’s sever the mate bond."

Chapter 3 Chapter 3

Anthony froze for a moment, but quickly laughed, "Are you threatening me? To keep me here, to plead for your son, you’ll use any means necessary. You’d even curse your own son’s death just to get your way!""In three days, I’ll award Lucas the Warrior Medal, and I expect your son to attend. He needs to publicly apologize and thank Lucas.""This will be his final opportunity." I laughed too, but it was a bitter, hollow laugh. So this is the kind of father my son had. "Fine, in three days, Andrew will give Lucas a big surprise." Anthony seemed satisfied with my acquiescence and went into the treatment room to share the good news with Lucas. Ivy hugged him in joy, but I noticed a strange look of worry flicker across Lucas’s face. I watched the three of them together, a happy family. Enjoy it while you can, because in three days, you’ll be laughing no longer. After leaving the hospital, I went to the Wolf Council to submit my request to share my clan’s memories. The council elders repeatedly advised me that memory sharing could only occur between blood relatives. If I wanted to force the memory sharing with the entire pack, there would be a price to pay. The physical pain would be unbearable, comparable to having my heart ripped out. I knew the consequences, but I had already made my decision. My son was a brave warrior, and I would not allow him to be dishonored even after death! Furthermore, those wolves who bullied and deceived him had to die. If they were allowed to live, countless more "Andrews" would be born. After much resistance, the council agreed to my request to share the memories. Once everything was arranged, I went home and gathered all of Andrew’s belongings. Andrew didn’t want his father, so I would take him and leave for a new pack. Before I left, I left Anthony the agreement to sever the mate bond. If he didn’t agree, I would take forceful measures! No matter the cost! With everything in place, I rushed back to my son’s side. Even if it was only to look at him in the ice coffin, at least it would bring me peace. Three days later, I returned to the Moonshadow Pack, and Anthony immediately appeared before me, as if he had been waiting for my scent. "Grace, how dare you block my link! Do you know how many times I’ve tried to contact you over the past three days?!" His golden eyes were filled with rage, and when he noticed a strange werewolf standing beside me, he sneered, "Who is this lone wolf? Is he the reason you want to sever our mate bond?" He stood there like an alpha wolf protecting his territory, "I warn you, she is my Luna! Get out of my pack!" I hadn’t seen Anthony show such an emotional reaction in a long time. Ever since Ivy and Lucas had come into the picture, his heart had been claimed by another mother wolf. Now, that I had decided to leave him, he suddenly acted as if he cared deeply. "Anthony, this is my honored guest from the Icefield Pack. And I’m no longer your Luna. I’ve signed the agreement to sever the mate bond. As long as you sign as well, we’ll be separated, and you can take care of Lucas and Ivy as you see fit." Anthony didn’t respond to my words; he thought I was simply sulking. The Alpha from the Icefield Pack, William, removed his hat and respectfully addressed Anthony, "It seems you’ve not only lost a promising heir, but also a beautiful Luna." Anthony, maintaining his Alpha dignity, commanded an Omega to escort William to the awards ceremony. He shot me a furious look, "Grace Howl, you moved on so quickly and found another werewolf. Does he know you abandoned your cub just to go on a date with him?""How could you act like this as a mother? For three days, Andrew didn’t come home, and I couldn’t sense his presence. Yet you left the pack alone and blocked all mind links!" I stared coldly at Anthony, realizing he was projecting his own faults onto me. —When my son was on the verge of death, Anthony was hugging Ivy and praying for Lucas! I remained silent, but I could feel his anger intensifying. He gripped my shoulders roughly, his sharp claws digging into my flesh. "Where did he hide? The awards ceremony is about to start, did he run away again? That coward! What else can he do except run?!""When he returns, I’m locking him in the Blood Abyss for three months. No matter how much you beg, I won’t show mercy!" It hurt. It hurt everywhere. The ancient and mysterious power of the wolf clan seemed to awaken within me. Anthony noticed my face turning pale and involuntarily released my shoulders, "Lucas is about to become the youngest recipient of the Hero Medal, while your son can’t even muster the courage to stand up and apologize!"