Chapter 4
As soon as the words left my mouth, the last trace of panic vanished from Daniel’s eyes, replaced by icy coldness.
That gaze sent a chill to me—as if the werewolf who’d promised“I will protect you forever”under the full moon three years ago was gone, replaced by an Alpha heir who hated me to the core.
He suddenly grabbed my shoulders, his tone reduced to cold harshness: “You want to leave? Want to break the bond? Did you even ask me?”
I instinctively struggled to break free, but his strength was far greater than usual—his fingers almost digging into my flesh.
Clearly, he’d fully switched to the Alpha heir’s dominant stance over an ordinary pack member, disregarding the bond of our “fate mate” entirely.
“Daniel, let me go!”
He scoffed, ignoring my anger, and dragged me toward the depths of the pack.
He glanced sideways at me: “You think you can just go to the Moon Goddess that easily? Before that happens, you’re not going anywhere.”
Before I could react, he’d shoved me into a stone hut and confiscated my phone.
The heavy door slammed shut, and seconds later, the sound of chains locking echoed from outside—sealing my freedom completely.
Through the narrow window, I saw Daniel standing with his back to me, dialing a call: “Spread the word—hold an all-pack assembly at the central square in half an hour. Every member must be present; no absences allowed. Tell them…I’m officially introducing the Midst Fang Pack’s Luna. The reason we didn’t announce it these three years is simply that she’s low-key and dislikes attention, so we respected her wish to stay out of the spotlight.”
“Daniel! You’re despicable! This is nothing but self-deception!” I banged hard on the door, my heart burning with anger and resentment. “Do you really think this will silence everyone? It’s impossible!”
His voice came through the door, calm and unwavering: “Despicable or self-deceptive—none of that matters, as long as you can’t break the bond. Do you think the rumors about Sophia and me will disappear if you leave? Whispers have been circulating in the pack for a long time—people say Sophia and I are too close, that even though she’s an adopted daughter, she’s more like my mate. Only by putting you firmly in the Luna’s position can everyone believe that she and I are just siblings who grew up together, and that those rumors are nothing but nonsense.”
The stone cabin was pitch-black, and I couldn’t help but shudder.
Memories of that full-moon night three years ago flashed through my mind—the moon was exceptionally round that day, and Daniel held my hand, his blue eyes gentle as water. He’d whispered softly: “From today onward, you are my fated mate, the future Luna. I will protect you forever, and never let you suffer the slightest grievance.”
Back then, I’d naively believed his words, thinking I’d found someone I could rely on for a lifetime. But now I finally understood: all that tenderness was false, and all those promises were nothing but lies.
What he’d ever cared about was never me as his“fated mate”—only my role as a“tool”to cover up his family’s scandal.
As long as I still had use value, he would never let me go.
Gradually, the noisy chatter of pack members drifted in from outside — the all-pack assembly must have begun.
I could picture that scene clearly: Daniel standing on the high platform, a fake smile plastered on his face, introducing the“low-key Luna”to the clan members below. And Sophia would be standing right beside him, accepting the envious glances of the crowd.
Perhaps Daniel’s mother — the current Luna who had always targeted me — would also be standing nearby, pretending to tell the clan members:“I’ve long before recognized her as my daughter-in-law; we just respected her wish to keep it private.”
They would use such lies to perfect their“flawless script.”
