Alex didn't die.

But he chose a path more humiliating than death.


He deliberately got himself severely wounded by a hostile group of wanderers in the border area between the Daylight and Black Moon packs.

When the news reached the Daylight Pack, I was performing a blessing ceremony for newborn wolf cubs with Ethan.

A messenger rushed in hastily.


"Lady Luna, Alpha Ethan. Alpha Alex of the Black Moon Pack has been severely injured at the border. He specifically... requests to see you."

Ethan looked at me, seeking my opinion.


The expression on my face didn't change in the slightest.

"Handle it according to protocol," I said indifferently.

Border conflicts had nothing to do with us.

The messenger delivered my response to Alex, who lay on a sickbed.

I heard that upon receiving my response, what remained of his weak wolf spirit completely shattered.

He became a truly broken man.

A year later, as the new Luna of the Daylight Pack, I formally became mates with Alpha Ethan beside Moonlight Lake.

Under the witness of the Moon Goddess, I transformed into a beautiful, enormous white wolf, my form intertwining with Ethan's black silhouette.

We had our own cub—a healthy and lively little one.

Occasionally, I would hear news about Alex from others.

Due to his damaged wolf spirit, he was easily defeated in an Alpha challenge, stripped of all status and honor, and reduced to an exiled, deranged wanderer.

Selina's fate was worse—after being banished, she was quickly torn to pieces by wild beasts in the wasteland.

None of these matters concerned me anymore.

In my world, there was only sunshine, my beloved, and our brand new future.

At my cub's naming ceremony, I held the delicate little one in my arms, receiving blessings from all pack members.

Radiant as I was, I glanced casually toward the edge of the forest.

A dirty, emaciated vagabond who had lost one eye gazed at me from a distance.

It was Alex.

My gaze didn't linger on him for more than a second.

I turned around, handed the child in my arms to Ethan, then stood on tiptoe and kissed my Alpha.

In that very moment, a mental message so faint it was almost imperceptible entered my mind.

It was Alex's final voice.

Full of remorse, blessings, and endless pain.

*Ella... I wish you...*

I looked at Ethan smiling at me, and at our lovely child.

Then I summoned the power of my white wolf and mercilessly, completely crushed that mental message, permanently blocking its source.

From that moment on, there was no more Black Moon in my world.

I leaned into Ethan's embrace, showing the first genuine, radiant smile I had experienced in years.

Everything had ended.

And everything had truly begun.

(The End)