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When I woke up again, my body felt so heavy it didn't feel like my own. “You're awake. How do you feel?” I followed the voice and saw Alpha Cary. He touched my head and sighed in relief. "The fever's gone, so there's no problem. "You're such a fool. Why did you argue with Gloria? After all, she's Luna now. Rejecting her is like slapping me in the face. “Everyone knows how close we are. Be good from now on and don’t cause me any more trouble, understand?” I stared at him and whispered, “Alpha Cary, do you still stand by your promise to me?” He knew I was referring to the promise he had made before, but he sighed and took my hand. “Faye, Gloria’s father is the Alpha of the Blue Lake Pack, and he can provide me with great assistance. You and her can’t compare.” “But not being Luna isn’t so bad. We can stay together forever, and you won’t have to deal with all those trivial matters. We can love each other freely.” Hearing this, I closed my eyes and shook my head with a bitter smile. It turned out he had never truly valued me from the start. He claimed to love me, but in the end, he chose Gloria, who could be of use to him. And I kept believing his lies time and again—how ridiculous. I broke free from his grip, opened my eyes, and looked at him calmly. “Alpha Cary, I’m leaving. Loving someone as untrustworthy as you is a disgrace to me!” Alpha Cary’s face changed upon hearing this. I didn’t care about his reaction; I struggled to my feet and began packing my things to leave. His expression shifted from panic to intensity. He leaned in close, his aura heavy with pressure. “Faye, stop your little games. Don’t threaten me with leaving. “Do you really want to return to that dilapidated shack and stay there until you die?” “Without me, could you join the Cold Moon Pack? Would you have food and shelter?” “Faye, you should be content. Didn’t you say you didn’t care about Luna’s position and you just wanted to be with me?” My lips twisted bitterly. So that’s why he treated me this way. I looked at him seriously. “I said I didn’t care about the title, only because I don’t care about the status. I don’t want to be your mistress, hiding in the shadows!” “Alpha Cary, ask yourself this: if our positions were reversed, could you accept it?” He scoffed: “How could that be the same? It's quite normal for you to live by relying on men as a woman. “Alright, I’ll talk to Gloria and tell her not to target you anymore. You should rest and recover.” After saying that, he turned and left. The Omega who was responsible for taking care of me walked in with an envious expression. “Faye, you can see Alpha Cary still cares about you; he specifically sent me to attend to you. “The bond between you and Alpha Cary is unmatched by others; you should understand him and stop being stubborn.” I looked at her. “Do you think Alpha Cary treats me well?” She nodded firmly. "Of course. You're the only female Warrior in our Cold Moon Pack, and such a thing is rare even in the entire werewolf world. “Because of this matter, Alpha Cary and the Elder nearly came to blows, but he overruled the others to make the decision.” I tugged at the corner of my mouth. More than one werewolf had said similar things to me. They persuaded me to be satisfied, to let it go, not to be ungrateful. But what I’ve always sought isn’t dignity or prestige. Besides, I’m just an ordinary Warrior, and I’m still being bullied by Luna. What dignity is there to speak of? Back then, I found Alpha Cary somewhere. Seeing he was still alive, I brought him back. At the time, I just felt a sense of shared misfortune—we were both pitiful creatures. The two of us began to rely on each other for survival, warming each other. But a werewolf without a pack is like a child without a mother. We were driven away, beaten, and even toyed with by other rogues. If we were sick or injured, we had no power to fight back. In order to protect a meal, I was beaten until I vomited blood, yet I still clutched the food tightly and brought it back to Alpha Cary. Then I fainted. I was unconscious for three days and nights, nearly not waking up. But it was precisely this incident that made Alpha Cary fully awaken, he started taking on responsibility, and regaining his fighting spirit. Our live condition improved slightly. But human-made disasters can be prevented, while natural disasters cannot. That winter, the snow was unusually heavy, and many rogues froze to death or starved to death. Alpha Cary and I also go hungry twice every three days, relying entirely on staying still to cut down on energy consumption to stay alive. I secretly saved all the food for him, as he had the highest energy expenditure and was our sole combatant. Until I fainted from hunger. When I woke up, Alpha Cary was visibly overjoyed. He held me in his arms and swore an oath to the Moon Goddess. “Faye, I promise you, I will strive to become an Alpha and make you my Luna. From now on, I will never let you suffer any hardships.” I accompanied him from obscurity to becoming the Alpha of the Cold Moon Pack, but he secretly paired up with another werewolf. After everything settled, he finally brought me into the Cold Moon Pack. I was a joke indeed. The Omega responsible for taking care of me grew furious when I ignored her words. Soon, she left. As she departed, she muttered, “How ungrateful! What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for?” I gave a wry smile. Staring at the ceiling until my eyes grew sore, I finally let the tears flow freely. I comforted myself, telling myself it wasn't because I was sad, but because my eyes were too dry. Suddenly, I heard the door open. Looking over, I saw Gloria enter. She walked in with a haughty expression. Seeing the tears on my face made her even more smug. “Faye, it seems you can be sad after all. I thought you had a heart of stone and couldn't feel sadness!” “Alpha Cary and I have already held our partnership ceremony, recognized and blessed by the Moon Goddess. “Do you think you still have a chance? Don’t delude yourself. If I were you, I would have left long ago.” She leaned close to me and wiped away my tears. “If you’re stubborn, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”