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Chapter 10 

Jason POV 

I denied my father’s question. Fast. Like the words would burn my mouth if I held them too long. 

“Of course it’s not about Laila. Marcus hasn’t found anything new about her and the child yet.” 

My father clearly didn’t believe me. He got serious in that way that meant a lecture was coming. 

He cleared his throat. Adjusted his position in the hospital bed. “You should know, Jason. Even if Laila and the child are still alive, a human like her can never become Luna. And even if you could find this child, she would never be your heir. The pack would never accept it.” 

There it was. The speech I’d been hearing my whole damn life. Duty first. Pack first. 

The machines beeped around us. Steady. Rhythmic. Like a countdown to something I didn’t want to face. 

My mother looked up from her knitting. Blue yarn today. Baby blankets for the pack nursery. Always working. Always caring for everyone else. 

“Laila is a good person with strong abilities. Even if she’s human, she’s far better than Brittany.” 

I watched my father’s jaw tighten. Thirty years of marriage and he still hadn’t learned to argue with her when she got that tone. The one that brooked no argument. 

The knitting needles clicked. Soft sounds in the quiet room. 

I shrugged. Tried to look like I didn’t care. Like her name didn’t still make my wolf whine. “I know what I’m responsible for. If I didn’t choose Laila six years ago, I won’t choose her now.” 

The truth was, after I realized Laila might have been pregnant with my child, I blamed her for not staying longer. 

If Laila had still been in the pack when I started to hesitate about marking Brittany, I could have marked her instead because she was pregnant with my Alpha heir. And that would have been a solid reason to reject Brittany. 

But I also realized that I should blame myself more than anyone else. 

I told her she was nothing to me, so she left with our child. 

My father shot a doubting look, as if he was about to say something else. 

A knock saved me. Marcus stuck his head in, looking like he’d been wrestling bears. His usually perfect appearance was disheveled. Tie loose. Hair messed up like he’d been running his hands through it. 

“The saleswoman, Vanessa, refused us again. Fifth time.” 

The name hit me wrong. Something familiar about it. But I pushed the feeling away. 

My father’s expression went dark. Storm clouds gathering over his weathered face. “This saleswoman is acting too high and mighty. Who does she think she is, turning down the Blackwood Corporation?” 

His voice carried the weight of generations. The Blackwood name opened doors. Made people listen. This woman was an anomaly. 

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I rubbed my temples. The hospital’s fluorescent lights were making everything worse. Harsh. Unforgiving. “I’ll go see her in person. Find out what her problem is.” 

“I’ve tried everything,” Marcus said. He looked exhausted. Defeated. “Increased offers. Extended deadlines. Alternative payment structures. She won’t even take meetings. Just sends back form letters through her 

assistant.” 

“What kind of form letters?” 

“Professional. Polite. Completely unhelpful.” Marcus pulled out his phone. Scrolled through emails. “Just says she’s not interested in partnerships at this time.” 

“Then we get creative. Look deeper into her background. Everyone wants something.” 

Even as I said it, something nagged at me. Something about this Vanessa woman. The way she kept refusing us. Like she had personal reasons instead of business ones. 

Marcus nodded and left. But not before giving me that look. The one that said he knew I wasn’t all here. That my mind was somewhere else entirely. 

I walked to the door. Needed air. Space. 

“Jason,” my father called softly. “Don’t let the past cloud your judgment about the future.” 

I didn’t answer. How could I explain that the past felt more real than anything else right now? 

I paced the hallways. Finally, stopping in front of a window. I pressed a hand against the cool glass. 

The hospital walls felt too tight, like the whole building was leaning in to trap me. Outside, the city stretched wide, lights scattered like stars on the ground. 

Standing there, I let myself remember. The memories came like they always did. 

It had happened fast. One day Laila and I were sneaking around like teenagers. Stolen moments whenever we could manage. Late drives through the forest where she’d laugh at my terrible jokes. Her laugh was like music. 

Pure. Real. 

Quiet evenings in her tiny room where she’d curl against my side. She fit there perfectly. Like she was made for that exact spot. 

But I chose to believe that she wasn’t the perfect one for me. She was human, wolfless, an orphan. My perfect fated mate was out there waiting for me, so I convinced myself I just wanted to give it a try with her, nothing 

serious. 

Then Brittany showed up. My fated mate. Found at some neighboring pack’s ceremony. 

The bond should’ve been everything. Should’ve made me forget Laila instantly. But it felt hollow. Empty. Like going through the motions without any of the substance. 

Brittany moved fast once she arrived. Made it clear she expected everything formalized immediately. Engagement. Mating ceremony. The whole package. No discussion. No choice. 

When I hesitated, she took matters into her own hands. 

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That’s when she showed me the bank transfer. 

“Your little human friend came to see me,” Brittany had said. Voice dripping fake sympathy. Like she was doing me a favor. “She wanted to negotiate her exit f*e.” 

“Exit f*e?” 

My heart had started racing. Something wrong about this. Something that didn’t fit with everything I knew about Laila. 

“Fifty thousand dollars. Said she’d earned it after everything she’d done for you.” Brittany paused. Watched my face like a predator watching prey. “She was quite detailed about what those services included.” 

I stared at the bank record. Laila’s signature on the withdrawal slip. Felt something die inside my chest. Cold. Final. 

“She said not to feel guilty. That she’d known from the beginning you were just using each other. That she was glad to finally cash in.” 

The words had hit hard. Each one worse than the last. 

She then disappeared like she never existed. 

It seemed like proof. Like Brittany was telling the truth. 

Now, six years later, I started to realize things might be different from what I believed, but I couldn’t find Laila and confirm it face–to–face with her. 

Maybe if the moon goddess gave me another chance, I could admit that I was wrong. I wasn’t just curious about having sex with a human when I kissed Laila for the first time. It was more than that. 

A small tug on my shirt pulled me back to the present. 

I looked down. A little girl with dark hair and eyes like forests in spring. Holding a stuffed rabbit that looked like it had survived years of love. 

It was her. The same child from earlier. She and her mother made me constantly think about Laila and her daughter. 

“Excuse me,” she said, polite but sure, tilting her face up to me. “Are you the nice man who helped my mama before?” 

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