Chapter2（POV·Olivia）

Old Alpha Leon and the former Luna, Vera, had indeed been urging us to have a child.

So when I brought it up, Lucian didn’t strongly oppose it.

He was indulgent by nature. As long as I initiated it, he was more than willing to tangle with me in bed.

The only difference was that every time we finished, he would always be summoned away by a woman on the other end of his phone.

But this time was different.

We were still in the middle of it when his phone rang. I didn’t know what she said, but it was enough to make Lucian stop—completely—and go to her.

That had never happened before.

This hundredth mistress of his was… interesting.

Ding—

A message popped up from her again.

[Lucian truly loves me. One call, and he came running.]

[If you know what’s good for you, break the mate bond yourself and stop clinging to him.]

I chuckled and typed back:

[How are you so sure he loves you? A second ago, he was still working hard on top of me.]

Silence followed immediately.

She must have been furious.

Already can’t take it?

Being a Luna isn’t that easy.

Of those ninety-nine mistresses before her—was there a single one I hadn’t met?

Lucian once made me deliver condoms to him in the middle of the night. If he got carried away and didn’t use protection, he’d make me force the woman to take emergency contraception.

Lucian was exceptionally good at hurting people.

But none of it ever moved me.

Naturally, I never complained to Leon or Vera.

The more reckless he was, the more advantageous it was for me.

Two months later, when a faint second line appeared on the pregnancy test, I went straight to the pack hospital.

After the pregnancy was confirmed, I informed Leon and Vera immediately.

Overjoyed, they invited Lucian and me back to the pack house for dinner.

That night, heavy snow fell. The winter wind cut like knives.

Halfway there, Lucian received an urgent call from his mistress.

“Lucian… help me… please—”

The signal cut off abruptly.

He slammed on the brakes and roared at me to get out of the car.

I turned to look at his sharply defined profile—there was panic on his face I had never seen before.

He had truly fallen for this one.

When I didn’t move, he leaned across me, yanked the door open, unbuckled my seatbelt, and shoved me out.

“Get back yourself!”

The car spun violently as he turned the wheel and sped off in Sofia’s direction.

I had already investigated her.

Low-born. A spoiled younger brother. Parents who doted on the son and ignored the daughter.

She started working in taverns at a young age. After a one-night stand with Lucian, she always played innocent in front of him—baby-faced, wide-eyed, trembling like a startled fawn.

But behind my back, she often cursed me in a language I couldn’t understand.