I lost my child 4

I lost my child 4

“Two sisters mated to two brothers, that’s the Moon Goddess’s greatest blessing,” they would say.

 

“The perfect double union to strengthen the pack bloodlines.”

 

I remembered the day Alexander had performed the mating ceremony. How his eyes had shone with what I thought was love as he marked me. How Ethan had looked at Aurora with the same devotion. How we’d believed the twin Alpha sons would protect us always.

 

But the bubble of happiness burst three months ago when the twins’ stepsister Victoria severed her mate bond with her partner.

 

Alexander began ignoring my calls and spent every night patrolling the borders.

 

Ethan was even worse—drinking heavily every evening and attending endless pack meetings without Aurora.

 

It was only then that my sister and I realized the truth: our matings had been nothing more than the twins’ revenge against Victoria.

 

All their declarations of love, all the promises of forever—nothing but selfish calculations from the twin brothers!

 

They claimed Victoria was “just a stepsister,” but in reality, she was the one the twins truly loved.

 

How pathetic that Aurora and I had been deceived for so long.

 

We watched silently as they welcomed the newly single Victoria back into the pack house, both brothers suddenly attentive and caring in ways they’d never been with us.

 

Two powerful Alphas neglecting their pack duties, ignoring their pregnant mates, showing no concern for their heirs—all while revolving around Victoria like moons around a planet.

 

For three months, Aurora and I technically had mates.

 

Yet there were no surprises on special occasions, no flowers, no romance.

 

They were physically present, but their love was nowhere to be found.

 

We overlooked the obvious: their affection had shifted elsewhere.

 

Or perhaps, there had never been any love at all!

 

The Moon Goddess must have been laughing at our naivety.

 

“The healer said the silver has permanently damaged my wolf,” Aurora whispered against my shoulder. “I’ll never shift again.”

 

I stroked her hair gently. “And I’ll never conceive again.”

 

“Looks like we both lost the most precious parts of ourselves for mates who didn’t deserve us.”

I lost my child

I lost my child

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